when lacey met harry

week ten

MONDAY

I got to Harry's after yoga and I felt exhausted. I had gotten up early for my check up at the doctor and taken my last midterm. I still had to finish my paper for the next day and I promised Harry I would have dinner for us when he got home from his first day shadowing a professor.

I looked at the time on my phone, it was six and Harry would be home at 8. I could work on my paper for an hour and then start cooking. I nodded and pulled out my laptop and notebook and opened up the paper I had started earlier and began working.

I felt a small tap on my shoulder, and woke up pushing my face off my laptop. I looked behind me and Harry was leaning down, "Baby, how long have you been here for?"

My eyes widened and I sat up quickly looking at my computer screen. I had only written two additional sentences and it was now 8pm.

"Oh my gosh, Harry I didn't cook dinner, I'm sorry. I don't know when I fell asleep." I sighed, feeling stressed.

"Hey baby, it's okay, we can just make sandwiches. Did you go to yoga?"

"Umm, yeah, it made me feel exhausted. It's just been a long day." I rubbed my temples, and stared at my paper.

"When is that due?" He brought me a cold water.

"Tomorrow, first thing in the morning. I'm going to be up all night." I opened the water and drank some as he sat next to me.

He kissed my arm, "So I guessing no sex tonight." He smiled playfully at me and I shook my head.

"Not tonight baby." I smiled softly, leaning over and kissing him.

He nodded, "I'm just teasing you baby. You know I'm not like that right?"

"Yes baby, I know." I smiled softly at him.

"Help me make sandwiches and I'll make you coffee later while you write your paper? I can stay up with you a bit, I have some assignments to go over also."

I smiled and nodded. We got up and made the sandwiches, eating them at the table as we each did our work. I struggled so hard to stay awake, and was beyond happy when Harry made me my coffee, though it didn't really seem to help. Harry finally called it a night at 2am and I kept working, struggling to finally finish around 4am. I reread it twice, and finally sent it to the printer.

I text Harry to please make sure I was up when he was and closed my eyes not moving from the couch where I had ended up.

WEDNESDAY

I got home from yoga and instantly walked to the couch, collapsing on it and groaning. I set my alarm for thirty minutes and closed my eyes curling up against myself.

I felt like I had just fallen asleep when I heard Niall and Harry's loud voices yelling as they entered. I sat up too quickly and instantly my hand went over my mouth and I ran to the bathroom.

I barely made it to the toilet when I just started throwing up. Harry was quickly at my side, moving my hair out of the way.

"Baby, are you okay?" He rubbed my back as I finished throwing up. I reached up and flushed the toilet, reaching for toilet paper, wiping my mouth and blowing my nose.

I sat down and leaned against the wall. "I had sushi from the student center. I knew I shouldn't have, but I didn't have time in between class and yoga to eat anything else."

"You want to go to bed? Niall and I were just going to watch a baseball game in the living room. Liza was coming too, but I'll tell her you aren't feeling well."

I looked at him and so much concern filled his face. All I could do was nod. I felt so foolish. I simply nodded at him and he got up, bending down to pick me up and take me to bed.