A Bunch Of Uh Oh's

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(MAYAS POV)

Everything was a blur, I saw my clothes scattered around my room and I looked under my covers, I immediately raised my head and saw everything as it was. I saw Lucas sleeping with his shirt off and the blanket covering the rest of him, I bit my lip and shook my head. I put on his shirt and a pair of shorts quickly as possible and ran over into the bathroom.

I put my hair into a bun and gulped, I was back at fifteen again. I looked at myself in the mirror and sighed, what happened? Why did we further the kiss? I wanted to cry, but I didn't, I wanted to make sure of it, I entered my bedroom once again and my frustration eased when I saw a small packet by the counter. Lucas woke up and I hid in secrecy, he reacted the same way I did.

Lucas picked up his phone and called somebody.

"Zay, I'm not over her. I've been in love with Maya Hart since the eighth grade, somethings never change." Lucas began

I gasped loudly and Lucas looked my way. He got up, put on his pants, and ended the call.

"Zay, I'll call you back." Lucas said as he got up and headed for my direction.

He saw me and his eyes widened, we stood there in silence as I looked at him with a flushed face.

"So, are you going to stay the night? If so, I'll go cook dinner!" I choked, turning around and heading for the kitchen with my hands connected. He walked closer to me, to the point where I could hear his faint breathing, sending chills through my back. He turned me around and pulled me close.

"Short Stack Clutterbucket, you tell me what you heard." Lucas said with a pout face

I looked into his eyes and lost it.

"W-Whaaa- I don't know what your talking about." I sassed

"Tell me or I'll kiss you." Lucas threatened, as if I would feel threatened

"Is this your way to flirt?" I joked "Fine, go ahead-"

I was interrupted by a soft kiss that turned more into a make-out battle. Before I knew it I was on the kitchen counter top and Lucas' hands were traveling down my waist, my hands pulled on his back and hair. We didn't stop for air until Mercedes jumped in

"Mommy's hungry!" Mercedes giggled

We pulled away instantly and looked at Mercedes who was sought out to be watching the whole time. Lucas scratched his head and awkwardly chuckled, slowly making his way to the bathroom. I looked at Mercedes and smirked, I knelt down to reach her level and tickled her. She giggled loudly and began tickling me, she fell on me and we both broke out in laughter.

"What do you want to eat?" I asked, getting up and heading towards the kitchen.

"Daddy cook!" She jumped

I looked at her as she played with her princess toy. A huge thud was heard in the bathroom, but I didn't think much of it.

"Good idea." I smiled as I walked over and knocked on the bathroom door

"Lucas? You're going to cook tonight, how does that sound?" I laughed "Lucas?"

I opened the door and saw blood on the floor and Lucas was laying right there, unconscious on the cold hard ground, I fell on my knees and screamed.

"Lucas!" I cried "Lucas! Wake up, please!"

I heard the sirens of the ambulance become louder and louder, I picked up Mercedes, ran to the door, and busted it open still in shock. Everything went in slow motion as I watched Lucas carried out of the apartment by medics. I was in tears and I could hear Mercedes sob loudly, I ran to the key holder and grabbed my keys.

I started the car and drove in silence, I headed towards the hospital even if it took 30 minutes, I rushed

I gulped hard and parked the car. I took Mercedes off her car seat and carried her towards the desk.

"I'm here to see Lucas Friar" I said firmly

"Okay, please take a seat and answer these questions" The secretary pointed out, giving me a pen and a clipboard, I didn't take a seat at all, I answered these questions as fast as possible.

I handed it over to the hospital secretary and brushed off Mercedes tears.

"Daddy's okay, I promise." I knelt down, fixing her clothes.

"Ms. Hart? He's in room 406 on the 3rd floor, go down the hall and you'll see the elevators on your left." The secretary smiled

"Thank you" I said, getting up, walking straight towards the elevator; pressing the button multiple times. I entered the elevator and tapped my fingers on the side of my thighs, I bit my lip as we reached the third floor. Mercedes ran out of the elevator quickly and saw toys to play with, I went after her and took her hand. I headed towards a nurse and asked her for guidance to the room Lucas was placed in. I was told where to go shortly after and made my way to his room.

I looked at him through the window and I began crying, I sniffled and gripped the handle of the door, his doctor came by and told me information on why this happened.

"He had an anxiety attack and also had a lack of sleep, but seemed to be carrying around heavy items which sometimes leads to fatigue. All in all, he will be fine and will need some medication to help him with his anxiety, please give him time to rest." The doctor informed

"Oh, can I at least see him? He's a heavy sleeper and I didn't even know he had anxiety, what are some ways I can help him during panic attacks?" I asked, crossing my arms

"Yes, you can see Mr. Friar and you can be alerted when he has an anxiety attack, pay attention to his breathing and make sure he has something like a stress ball to calm his nerves, you can also breathe in and out slowly, or kiss him which usually makes the receiver hold their breathe. " The doctor said

"Thank you." I whispered as I opened the door and walked in. I asked the nurse to watch over Mercedes as I sat down and held Lucas' hand.

"I miss you already, I miss your kisses, I miss everything. Up until today I lived my life alone, no one knows except you, I want to hear your laugh and I want to look in those big green eyes of yours again" I cried, my tears fell on his hand.

"Ms? Visiting time is over." The nurse announced

I nodded and stood up, a sudden grip was found on my hand.

"Let her stay, she's my wife." Lucas stated

I turned around and looked at him shocked, wife?

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