Blake drove us to the hospital and DeAndre picked me up again to inside the building.

He put me down on the doctor's stretcher and the doctor came analise me.

"Well, the bruises on your arms are not too deep so you're gonna be okay with some rest. Your foot... Hum... Does it hurt if I-"

"AUCH" I yell in pain.

"Okay... You almost broke your ankle. You need to be careful. I'm putting some plaster on it and you have to rest for a month, more or less. After that, you come visit me again to know if you're better." The doctor says, smiling gently.

"I can't believe this... I barely fell and almost broke my foot. And now I can't even play some basketball because I have to rest for an entire month!" I almost yell, frustrated and sad at the same time.

"Be positive... It could have been worse." Blake says, trying to calm me down but just doing worse.

"Worse??? How could this be worse??? I'll not leave my bedroom because of this shit!" I yell, with tears in my eyes.

"Hey, Caty. Calm down... You need to relax" DeAndre says, hugging me and I instantly relax.

"Let's go home... You need to rest"
.............................................................
I came home with a plaster and crutches. I fall on the couch and turn the TV on. The boys hear us arriving and come down running to know the news.

"What happened?"

"Are you okay?"

"Calm down, boys! Don't worry about me that much" I say, laughing.

"She'll have to rest for a month." Blake says, closing the front door.

"I'll stay with her if she wants" DeAndre says, smiling at me.

"Awww... You're so cute! Thanks, D" I say, kissing his cheek.

"What a cute couple you two make" Brandon says, wiggling his eyebrows.

"Shut up! We're just bestfriends" I said, rolling my eyes.

"But that won't last long" Chris says, smirking and walking away with some of the others.

"Don't listen to them... They're just trying to make us mad" DeAndre says, making funny faces and making me laugh.

After a week...

I was on my bed, watching TV, really bored.

"You have visitors" Blake says, opening the bedroom door to DeAndre.

"How's my bestie?" He says, smiling at me, kissing my cheek and laying down next to me.

"Worst than you, I'm sure"

"Aww... C'mon. You know that I'm not good when you're not good. Smile a little bit" He says, making funny faces to make me laugh.

"I don't wanna laugh... This is so boring to stay in bed all day long for an entire month" I say, frowning.

"Don't you dare to frown at me" DeAndre says, mocking a girl. I smile but frown again.

"C'mon... Let's see something on the TV... Maybe Netflix" He says, putting an arm around my shoulders and I rest my head on his chest.

"Let's see a movie" I say, finally getting excited over something.

"So you wanna see hunger games: catching fire?" He asks, wiggling his eyebrows.

"I heard that that movie is violent... But with love and emotion in the middle. And it has a very hot cast too... Let's see it!"

Time skip...

"Truth or dare?"

"Truth!" I say.

"Is it truth that you find our coach atractive?" He says, wiggling his eyebrows.

"Eww... No, that isn't fare...." I say, frowning.

"Yes, it is. Well, I dare you to tell the person you like that you like them"

"Hey... That's too bad. I don't wanna do that."

"A dare is a dare" He says, smirking.

"I like you" I say, almost whispering.

"What did you say? I didn't hear it?" He says, raising an eyebrow.

I look into his eyes and get the courage to say it louder.

"I like you"

"Are you serious?" He asks, with his mouth hanging.

I look at the sheets and don't answer. He raises my head to make me look at him.

"The feeling is mutual" He says, smiling sweetly. My face light up and I blush.

"Don't tell anyone, for now" I say.

"I know how to keep secrets" he says, kissing my cheek.