Chapter 6 - Emma

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It was the next day from seeing Kathy and Aiden. They had taken the news well and we had hung out for a while after that. They got to know Lucas better and they all got in really well.

"Love?" Lucas cooed from the living room.

"Yes?" I replied.

"Come look at this babe!" I walked into the living room, and glanced over his shoulder.

"Look!" He said. Flashing his phone at me, rightmove.com, a two bedroom detached house, with fully decorated kitchen and bathroom, £100,000 just in budget. I took the phone out of his hand and scrolled through the pictures, it looked stunning. I gave him a nod and the biggest grin and he gave me one right back.

I took down the number and called the agent...

"We are scheduled for a visit next week!" I said in a high pitched voice.

"Oh love, our dreams are coming true." He said in a mock fairy tail voice. I stuck a finger in the air stopping him talking. "What's wrong?" I ran for his bathroom. I felt his feet pounding behind mine.

I reached over the toilet and he grabbed my hair and held it back out of my face. He twisted it back into a bun after reaching across the sink for a hair tie.

He started rubbing my back. Once I had finished being sick he tucked me into bed dispose the fact that it was six in the morning.

Lucas called Liam, the general and his best friend. He said that that we didn't have to come into today as I'm normally a very healthy fit person. Lucas waited on me hand and foot all day.

I had barely slept that night, and Lucas had noticed, every time I had got up, he stirred and asked me "Stomach?", I just shakes my head 'no' and he would go back off to dreamland, while I at least five times and hour went to pee.

This morning I walked down the corridor lined with wood and gave Lucas a hug, I still felt sick, but he said that I had to have something to eat.

"What do you want?" He asked.

"Ummmm. Sausages!" I decided.

"But you hate sausages."

"Well I really fancy some, besides I never said that I hated them just that I don't like them very much!" I said.

"Okay darling. Sausages it is." I smiled and sat down at the breakfast bar, rubbing my stomach.

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