im going to lie down

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I lock the door after Luke and turn on the TV and watch MTV hits, I lie down on the sofa and I get a slight migraine. I probably not drinking enough.

So I walk over and get some water, I turn on my phone and see a message from Luke, 'I love you baby ❤❤, i miss you walking with me to work ". Luke's so cute, he's only just got out the door and he misses me already, well I kinda miss him to, with his little puppy eyes and the way he just acts like a little kid. When the twins are born i will basically have three kids because Luke will probably be like a big kid and be playing with them all the time.

I take my water and phone and walk back over to the sofa, I start to drift off and fall asleep. I start to dream about myself and Luke in the future with only one of the twins. I see myself walking around crying and luke saying its ok it's ok, then I see we are in a church and a sign on a coffin saying 'Aaron (luke juinior) Hemmings'.

I wake up sweating, what has just happened, in my dream my child had died, does this mean it will die in real life and it will be called Aaron. I quickly pick up my phone and ring Luke, he answers "babe what's wrong?".

"Luke I just had a dream and it's scared me".

"Babe are you ok, do you want me to come home?".

"I don't know, I'm just scared because  it said, that one of our twins are going to die".

"Babe I'm coming home, I only have to do marking".

"Ok". I lay down on the sofa and put the phone down, then I remember I locked the door so I unlock it and go and sit down.

Suddenly Luke walks in the door closes it, throws his bag to the ground and comes towards me and pulls me towards him and hugs me tightly. "I love you and its just a dream it won't happen for real". He kisses me on the head and looks me in the eyes. "It really is just a dream baby I love you so much that it makes my heart hurt and I will never ever let anything happen to you, because you are the love of my life and you mean the world to me".

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