Like we used to.

Chapter 24

Few weeks later.

Amal's P.O.V

I walked out of the bathroom to see Anouk in front of me. She looked at me and let out a sigh.

"You look pale as fuck."Anouk said as she poked my cheek. "Are you ill or something?"

I looked at her. "Thank you so much for that compliment early in the morning."

"Your welcome."

"You don't get scarsam do you?"

Anouk shrugged. "Well don't give whatever you got to me. I've got this morning to convince dad why I don't need to go back to Scotland."

"Good luck."I said and walked to the kitchen.

My head feeling ever so heavy, my throat ever so stingy but dry due to all that throwing up for the past week.

I turned on the tap and picked up the glass next to me. I let the flow of water fall into the cup and turned the tap off.

I drank the whole water in one go then put the cup down, I looked at apples in front of me but somehow they were making my stomach churn.

I fucking love apples now I can't stand the sight of them.

Anouk walked by and sat at the breakfast bar. "Do I look smart enough?"

I looked at her to see her in my blouse and red blazer and trousers.

"Yeah, you coulda told me you were gunna wear my favourite blouse."

"Yeah well it suits my outfit ever so perfectly."Anouk said with a shrug.

"I don't understand, why don't you just ask your dad?"

"That's what I'm doing but he said I had to present him a presentation."Anouk said as she rolled her eyes. "You know how he is like, treats everything like a business matter."

"True."

"I never understood how you could work for my father."She said as she let out tut. "Sitting with him in that office annoys me."

"Yeah well God knows."

I let out a cough and looked at her. "Well good luck."

"Have you got a cold or something?"Anouk asked as she looked at me. "You look so pale don't you think you need a appointment with the doctor?"

"I'm not going to make a doctor's appointment."I replied with a shrug as my nasal tone came on. "All they gunna do is throw me a leaflet about getting a jab and that's it."

"Well whatever is don't give it to me."Anouk said as she put her hands up. "I can't afford to be sick."

"You've said that million times which makes me think you want it."

Anouk got up. "No Amal I don't want it."

"Come here!"I yelled as she ran to the door. "Let me give you a good luck hug at least."

"You are going to spread your germs all over me!"Anouk yelled as she opened the door.

"Come on them, let's spread germs to each other!"

"Bye!"Anouk yelled then closed the door after her.

I let out a soft chuckle, I made myself cereal hoping I wouldn't end up throwing it all up.

I sat on the couch and turned on daytime television as I ate my cereal.

I finished my cereal and placed the bowl on the coffee table, I picked up the blanket left on the couch and wrapped myself in it.

With my sick bucket beside me and a box of tissues for my nose.

As Jeremy Kyle USA progressed on the tv, the doorbell rang.

I rolled my eyes as I got up, who the fuck could it be? Bothering me?

I walked over to the door and opened the door to see Royce stood there in a pink tshirt and camo jeans with his sunglasses on.

He took his sunglasses off and looked at me. "What's happened to you Amal?"

"Wait, who the hell wears sunglasses when it isn't even sunny?"

"It actually is hermit."Royce said as he rolled his eyes at me. "When was it then last time you went out?"

"I don't know."

Royce let out a tut, then he walked into the apartment.

I closed the door and looked at him. "Just invite yourself in why don't you?"

He sat on the couch and took the remote into his own hands. "Watching Jeremy Kyle are we?"

"Fuck off Royce."

I walked over to the couch and sat down next to him. "I feel like shit."

He wrapped his arm around me, I cuddled against him.

"You look pale as fuck."Royce said as he kept his gaze on the tv. "What's happened?"

"My whole body aches, I throw up every morning."I replied as I buried my face in his stomach. "I hate the sight of apples now and my head kills."

His hand placed on my back and his fingers slowly made circle movements on my back. "Maybe we should get you check out by a doctor?"

I looked up at him. "No Royce I'm not going to get checked out by a doctor."

"Then how else are you going to find out what's wrong with you then?"

"Search it up online or go to the drugstore and ask that lady or man."

He looked at me and let out a soft chuckle. "I guess you mean for me to go don't you?"

"Yes please."

He looked at me. "Yeah I'll go just for you."

He got up and I laid myself on the couch as he left the apartment.

After thirty minutes, Royce came back with a white plastic bag in his hand.

"She gave quite a few suggestions to as what it could be."Royce said as he placed the bag on table.

I looked up at him. "As in what?" And I sat up on the couch.

He picked up the bag and placed it on his lap, he opened the bag.

He pulled out a bottle. "Cold medicine she gave me."

"That doesn't work."

He pulled out a hot water bottle. "She said it might be your period. She also gave me relief tablets."

When was the last time I had my period actually?

He pulled out a box labelled pregnancy test. "She gave me this."He let out a soft chuckle. "I don't know whether you need it or not."

I looked at the box for few seconds....