Grace Notes

Chapter 27

Lola's POV-

I jolted up, my body drenched in sweat; and this time it wasn't because of my feverish period symptoms. I had a nightmare...a very bad one at that, where Grayson had done much more to me than to simply grab my wrist.

It had felt so real to the point where I felt of my body to make sure that my clothes were still on. My legs were shaking, my palms clammy. Even the inside of my stomach was twisting and turning.

Breathing out a sigh of relief, I finally let myself relax. I wiped my forehead and let my head fall back down to the pillow.

Why had I even dreamt that? Was it just the thoughts of what could have been last week?

I shut my eyes and tried to go back to sleep, although I found myself twisting and turning. It clearly wasn't going to happen anytime soon.

Quietly, I slipped off the bed and went out the door. A sip of water would undoubtedly help. Maybe even a melatonin if I could find one.

Careful not to make any extra noise, I tiptoed down the hall into the living room. Harry was passed out cold. He was even still wearing his clothes from yesterday and had his ear buds in. I guess he was pretty exhausted whenever he had gone to bed.

I went to the kitchen and cautiously got down a glass and a bottle of melatonin. After popping one in my mouth and downing a few swallows of water, I twisted the cap back on and set my glass down by the sink.

"Lola, is that you?" came my professor's groggy voice.

"Yeah, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up" I whispered, walking back around the divider.

"No, no, you're good" he rubbed his eyes. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah"

"Why are you up?"

"Bad dream"

He murmured something, but I couldn't understand it, so I walked over to hear him better. "What?"

"I said 'come here, you can sleep with me'" his eyes cracked open, squinted as if he was trying to keep himself tired.

"Are you...sure?" I asked slowly.

He nodded.

Hesitantly, I sunk down next to him, resting my face in the crook of his neck. He smelled so good, so pleasing. It was intoxicating, feeding into my newly found addiction.

He gave me some of the blanket and rested his cheek on my head. "Only good dreams, alright?"

I reached up and plucked his earbuds out of his ear, then nestled my face deeper into him. "Only good dreams"

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Harry's POV-

I got to the campus about two hours before my Monday class was supposed to start. I had a ton of work to catch up on, along with a meeting with a student. She needed help on primary chords, although she spent more time talking than actually wanting to learn, it seemed. In any other relationship, I would have told her that I had a girlfriend, although I knew the word would spread quickly, since I had quite the popular reputation here, and questions would get asked. More out of curiosity, however it was still best to avoid getting stuck in a hole I wouldn't be able to dig myself out of.

Once that was finished, I worked on my lesson plans a little for next week, then began to pack up.

Right when I zipped up my rolling back and pulled up the handle, my phone began to ring.