GUYS THERES THIS NEW KID AT OUR CHURCH WHO IS REALLY CUTE AND WE MADE EYE CONTACT AND IDK WHAT TO DO LIKE I WANNA TALK TO HIM BUT IM SCARED BECAUSE IM AN AKWARD BEAN AND I DONT KNOW WHAT TO DO HELP ME WHAT IF HES LIKE AN FRICK BOY OR LIKE 13 YEARS OLD (YA never know with this generation) OR REALLY RUDE.. HELP ME ):
Alexis POV
Its about 1:25 am, I sit up in the bed and look around the dark room, I look over at Luke who is still sleeping, my stomach starts to feel really queazy and I know what's coming, I jump out of bed and rush into the bathroom and make it to the toilet in time, I throw up and clutch my stomach. I hear Luke rush in the small room and he gathers my hair back into his hands, he rubs my back. I finish and he hands me a washcloth to wipe my mouth with, I stand up and sigh.
"Are you okay?" He asks me with a worried look on his face, I nod slowly.
"I'm not really sure what came over me.." I say returning the worried look.
"What were you dreaming about.. Was it another nightmare? Sometimes nightmares can cause sickness" he says sticking his hand on my forehead to check my temperature.
"You don't have a fever" he frowns.
"I don't remember my dream, actually. but you're probably right." I say and he picks me up and carries me back into the bedroom, I lay my head on his shoulder as he carries me. He lays me onto the bed and scrambles into bed and pulls me into his chest, wrapping his arms around me, I lay my head onto his chest and sigh tiredly.
"Go back to sleep baby." He tells me kissing the top of my head, I nod as I slowly start to drift off into another dream.
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I wake up to the smell of pancakes filling the house, oh god he probably burnt down the kitchen. I jump out of bed and rush into the living room area.
"Lucas, is everything still here and not burnt down?" I say looking around, when I look around I don't see luke, I look back in the hallway, the door to the guest room and the bathroom are both wide open, the lights in the rooms are off. I frown and go into the kitchen, he usually leaves a note when he goes somewhere, I look on the counter, no note. The pancakes are burning, I take them off the stove and sigh, I walk back into the bedroom to check my phone incase he has texted me. I pick up my phone and as I begin to unlock it, I notice his phone is still sitting on the nightstand. I sit my phone back down and my cheeks start to heat up, I feel a panicky voice arrive in the back of my head, whispering bad thoughts into my head the voices are there. What if he is dead. what if he left you. What if he got taken. What if something terribly bad happened to him. What if he realized how ugly and fat you are. What if he's cheating on you. My chest starts to tighten and the lights start to dim, my breathing hitches and I clutch my chest trying to breathe through this weird feeling, I start crying and wheezing, I'm not sure why this is effecting me majorly, but it is. I'm having a straight on panic attack. I sit on the bed as I try to regain my eye sight and breathing pattern. I think of things to clam me down, such as the sea, my happy place, or seeing Hunter for the first time. It's not working, I still can barely breathe, the sobbing is just making it harder. I hear the front door open and I weakly call out
"Who's there??"
"Alexis??" I hear the familiar voice of Luke say as I hear his feet running in the direction I am, he sees me and rushes over to me and hugs me tightly pulling me close to his chest.
"What's going on..? Calm down.. Talk to me.." He says in my ear softly, I slowly start to regain everything back and my sobbing slowly comes to a stop, all that's left is sniffles and hiccups.
"What was that..?" He says after a while, he's still holding me close to him and I have my face buried in his chest.
"I- I don't know.. It's like.. I thought.." I say and start to cry again.
"Shh.. I know it was a panic attack.. But Alexis.. Do you really think I would ever let anything happen to me? Do you think I would leave you?" He says running his fingers up and down my back. I shrug slowly.
"I will never leave you.. Nothing will never happen in my choice.. I had to go help the down stairs neighbor .. She had a small fire.." He tells me and kisses my temples. I sigh and continue to cuddle into him.
"I don't know why I was so worried" i mumble and he nods.
"I think you need to go see a doctor, because these panic attack and dreams probably have to do with you throwing up last night." He tells me and I hate all of the words he just said.. I hate the doctors. HATE.
"I'll go tomorrow" I say quietly and he holds out his pinky.
"Promise?" He asks and I wrap my pinky around his and squeeze gently.
"Promise."
