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i'll be there (l.m.) (requested)

(A/N: This oneshot was requested by True_Crime_Fanatic. Sorry it took so long! I hope you like it! The song used in the title is the song by The Jackson 5 of the same name. Now, on with the oneshot! Thanks!!)

I skated as fast as my aching ribs would allow me back to the Goodwill Games dorms. I had just got jumped by the Iceland team while I was rollerblading at a park nearby. They roughed me up and pushed me around until I'd fallen, landing on my side the wrong way.

I didn't have a doubt in my mind that my ribs were bruised, if not broken. I quickly made my way passed everyone as best I could. Unfortunately, I happened to run into one of the my teammates and my crush, Luis.

"Hey, Y/N! Me and the- whoa! Are you okay?!" He exclaimed seeing my haggard state.

"No. Some of the jerks from the Iceland team decided I needed a beating while I was out skating." I said honestly. There was no point in trying to lie.

"They what?!" Luis exclaimed again. He looked like he was ready to kill someone.

"Yeah. Do me a favor and help me to my room? I don't want Coach to see me." I asked.

"But, Y/N, we need to tell Coach! They hurt you!" Luis said, gingerly putting my arm around his shoulder to help me down the hall as we started walking.

"Trust me, I know." I said as we walked. "But I'll live. I'd rather get my revenge on the ice anyway."

Luis made several attempts to dissuade me as we walked but had stopped once we got to my room. He helped me through the door and to my bed.

"I still think we should tell Coach. I mean, what if you need to go to the emergency room?" Luis asked as I changed in the en suite bathroom.

I wasn't really listening as I inspected my bruised skin in the mirror. It wasn't actually as bad as I thought. The bruising was actually minimal and the cuts and scrapes were all really shallow. My ribs still hurt though but I figured a few pain killers and some ice would take care of that. I finished changing and opened the door, finding Luis sitting on my bed.

"It's not that serious." I say grabbing my robe off the back of the door. "I just need a few things and some rest."

"If you say so." Luis said skeptically.

"I do say so." I said smugly. I sat down next to him after grabbing a bottle of pain killers from my bad. I swallowed the pills as Luis watched, wincing slightly seeing me do it without water.

"I promise, Luis, I'm really okay." I said putting my hand on his. I blushed as I remembered that this was my crush I was sitting with. As I looked up at his face, I noticed his was as equally red.

To my surprise, he turned his hand over so he could properly hold my hand, lacing our fingers together.

"Just promise me that if it gets worse, you'll tell Coach. I mean, they've already gone after Adam and now you?" Luis said, quietly. His hand tightened around mine as I saw anger flash through his eyes.

"We'll worry about them later. For now, would you stay with me?" I asked, still blushing.

Luis nodded. He kissed the back of my hand before moving closer to me so we could lay back against the headboard together, talking late into the night.

I never did wind up telling Coach what happened. I still hurt the next day but I had the best person taking care of me. That was better than getting revenge.

(A/N: Again, sorry this took so long! Thanks again to True_Crime_Fanatic for the request! Requests are currently closed but will be opening in the coming weeks. I hope you'll all send your requests in when they're open! Until next time! Thanks!!)