One Last Time //Lams//University AU//Part 1

Chapter 28

February 27 2018
Friday

Alex POV
I had just finished my last class and was walking back to my dorm to meet up with the others. I woke up this morning with a really bad headache but just shook it off because I've had plenty headaches in the past. I wish I hadn't though because I'm now dizzy and feel like vomiting.

My pace slows as I fall towards the wall. I catch myself and just lean there for a moment. My head is throbbing and I sigh in irritation. There is only one thing that can make this worse. Unfortunately, fate seems to not be on my side today.

"Look what we have here." says the unpleasant voice of Jefferson. I groan, "Hey, maybe we could not do this today?" I ask and he laughs, "Do what?" he asks with a smirk. "Oh, I don't know. The thing you always do. Pin me against the wall, touch me inappropriately and kiss me only to get punched somewhere either on the face or in the stomach by one of my friends or my boyfriend." I say sarcasticly.

He looks at me genuinely confused, "Are you alright? You don't look too good." I glare at him, "Oh really?" I ask. He walks towards me and I would have punched him if I wasn't doing everything in my power to stop myself from falling over.

He put his hand to my forehead, "You're burning up." he said, I closed my eyes and sighed. "I'm fine. Leave me alone." I say and continue to try walking to my dorm. I lose my balance and fall over to be caught by Jefferson. He puts my arm around his shoulder and holds me up. "At least let me help." he says.

He walks me to my dorm and knocks on the door. It opens and John looks at him shocked and then angrily. Before he could say anything, Jefferson pushes me into his chest. John catches me as I'm about to fall, "Look after your boyfriend." he says and walks away.

John shuts the door and walks me to the couch. "What was that about?" Peggy asks me confused. I shrug, "No idea." I get up but fall back down in a dizzy spell. I pinch my nose bridge trying to stop the room from spinning. "Dude, are you alright?" Hercules asks and I nod my head immediately regretting it. "Yeah! I'm fine." I say once again getting up but slower this time.

I walk to the kitchen and grab a glass of water, "You look sick, are you sure you're okay?" Eliza asks worried. "Oh please. I haven't been sick since 2013." I reply putting the glass in the sink. John walks over to me and puts the back of his hand against my forehead. "You're burning up." he says and I groan, "You too? Come on!"

I walk back to the couch and sit down, "You should get some rest." Laf says and I shake my head also regretting that. "I'm fine!" I yell, "Does he deny everything?" John asks and Peggy nods her head. I glare at them both. Angie walks out of the kitchen with a thermometer, she sticks it in my mouth and holds it so I don't take it out.

It beeps and she checks the temperature, "Alexander, this is really high. I think you should go to the-" "Don't say it!" I yell and she jumps in shock. "How high?" Laf asks looking over her shoulder. "Jesus christ!" he yells taking the thermometer, "98.6 degrees." he says looking at John who's shocked. He looks at me, "Baby-" "No! I'm not going to a hospital. It's just a small fever, it'll be gone in like a day or two. I'm fine!"

Just as I said that I felt my stomach churn, "Shit." I say getting up and sprinting to the bathroom locking the door. I vomit into the toilet. It's not like I don't know what's wrong with me. I just don't want to except it. And I never want to go back to a hospital again.

I wash my mouth and flush the toilet. I come out and everyone is looking at me worried. I ingore them and go to my room shutting the door and lying down. I realize how tired I actually am and decide to go to sleep.

~morning~

February 28 2018
Saturday

I wake up and immediately need to vomit again. I rush to the bathroom. "Alexander! Are you okay?" I head Laf call from outside. I don't say anything, not like I can. I get up feeling pain in my leg muscles but ignore it washing my mouth and flushing the toilet again. I walk out to find Laf sitting at the counter with a cup of coffee.

"What time is it?" I ask, "6:28" Laf says taking a sip. "It's Saturday... Why are you up so early?" I ask, he shrugs his shoulders. "You want breakfast or will that just go down the toilet too?" he asks as I take a seat, "Lost my appetite." I say and he nods. I rub my temples trying to sooth the pain and sigh. "You sure you're 'fine'?" Laf asks, "Yeah..." I say.

"You want some aspirin?" he asks, "...yeah.".

I shiver a bit as he hands me a glass of water and an aspirin. "You cold?" he asks, "Just chills." I say taking the aspirin and drinking the water. I get up and walk back to my room to get dressed, "Where are you going?" Laf asks, "I have an extra history class at 6:45." I say and he stops me, "Yeah and you can rescuedule! You're sick, you should get some rest."

"No, I'm fine." I say, "Yeah, and what are you gonna do when you need to vomit halfway through the class?" Laf asks, "Oh don't say 'vomit'." I say feeling my stomach churn again I run back into the bathroom. This is gonna be a long day.

~time skip~

Okay so, the class didn't go so badly. I had to run out once but that was it. I'm walking back to my dorm and once again collapse into the wall. I drop to my knees as my stomach begins to hurt really badly. My head begins to throb even worse and I wish I was dead at this point.

"Are you kidding me?" I look up to see Jefferson. He doesn't look very happy. "You're sick." he says, "Mhm." I reply, "And you're walking around." I sigh looking down. He pulls me up by the arm and I try to stand but my legs won't obey me.

I cling onto him as if he's the only thing keeping me alive. Now that I think about it, I'd rather die then have to cling onto him.

I get dizzier as he tries to get me to stand properly. He sighs and picks me up bridal style. "Put me down." I mumble but he ignores me. I cling onto his shirt in fear that he might drop me but he doesn't.

He walks to my dorm and knocks on the door. It opens, once again it's John. "Look after your boyfriend." Jefferson says once again as John takes me from him. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't embarrassed but at this point I didn't really care.

John shuts the door and lays me down on the couch. I curl up trying to focus on something else besides the pain in my stomach, head and muscles. John gets a bucket right in time because I throw up immediately once he hands it to me.

He sits by my feet on the couch and rubs my back. He looks at me worried. "No hospitals." I say sensing his eyes on me without looking up. He gets up and fetches the thermometer, he puts it in my mouth and waits for the beep. "103.7 degrees." he says putting it down on the coffee table.

He kneels in front of me. "Baby, this isn't good." he says. "John, please. No hospitals." I beg. He puts his hand on my head running his fingers through my hair. "You're pale." he says.

I vomit again into the bucket and he holds my hair up. "Come." he says picking me up and walking to my room. He places me on my bed and grabs the bucket putting it next to my bed. "Yell if you need anything." he says walking out the door leaving it open just a little bit.

I close my eyes and fall asleep.

~time skip~

I wake up again to vomit into the bucket. I look down. Blood.

"Shit!" I whisper to myself, I feel liquid on my nose and wipe it with my hand. Blood.

I lie on my back. I knew what it was. I can't tell John. He'll just take me to the hospital and I'd honestly rather die. I guess fate is on my side because I feel really hazy and black dots begin to fork at the sides of my vision. I blink as I feel the world fade from existence around me. I close my eyes and all I can see and feel is darkness.