Golden Boy- Pedri

CH 10- This doesn't mean we're friends

A few days later.

Carmen and I had some more admin duties today, so we were sitting on the benches while the guys were training. We were busy filling out paperwork, when all of a sudden, I felt something heavy whack my face.
It was the soccer ball.

My head tilted back, and I felt the blood rush down immediately. My vision went blurry, and I felt like my head was slightly spinning.
I could hear a whirlwind of noises until I felt someone pick me up and carry me.
I could hardly focus, my face was in so much pain, especially my nose. My whole face and shirt were bloody, because of the ball hitting me really hard.

I woke up and realized I was in the medic room.
I was super drowsy, but the nurse was comforting me. She told me that she had to get some more supplies and that she would be back shortly.
Carmen was next to me, one of her hands resting on my forehead, and the other holding tissues near my nose to catch the blood. It turns out that when the ball hit me, my head fell back, and it whacked the chair also.
Carmen told me that a lot of the players had come in and checked up on me while I was knocked out. She said that some of them wanted to stay, to make sure I was okay, but my uncle told them to get back to training and give me some space so I wouldn't be overwhelmed. It was nice to hear that people cared. But I wondered who kicked the ball.

"What's the time", I asked her, muffled because of the icepack and tissues on my face.
"Almost 4:30. How are you feeling?"
"A bit better, I think the bleeding might be slowing down. But Carms, don't you have your dentist appointment soon?"
"Oh crap, I do." She realized. "But I'm not leaving my girl alone. I'll stay here as long as I need to".
I told her that she has to go and that she can't miss out. I also felt as though it was less blood coming out, and despite my clothes being covered in blood, I would be fine.
"Okay.... But I'll definitely pick you up once Im done." She said.
"It's okay bestie, Xavi will take me home," I reassured her.
"If you need anything, call me".
"I will. Thank you". I gave her a thumbs-up because I couldn't see her as I was lying down.
"Love you Y/N".
"Love you too."
She kissed my forehead and I heard her footsteps leave.

I was still lying down catching the blood in some tissues when a few minutes later I heard someone come in.

"Who is it?" I said, I still couldn't see because of the ice pack.
"Pedri", the voice said.
I lifted my head back and saw him looking down at me.

"Oh" I replied. I put my head back down.
"Are you okay?" The tone in his voice sounded sincere for once.
"Yeah," I said, giving a thumbs up. "I'll be good thanks".
"Okay.... Ah...." His voice drifted.
"What?" I said sharply.
"I'm sorry."
"For what?" I was confused.
"I was the one who accidentally kicked the ball at you. Us guys.... we were mucking around, and I completely forgot you were sitting there..."

Oh.
So, he was the one responsible for my bloody nose and injured head.
I get that it was an accident, but the fact that it was him didn't make it any better.

"I'm sorry" he continued.
"It's ok", I replied. "The nurse said it isn't broken luckily so... I'll be fine".
At this point, it felt like the bleeding had stopped, so I sat up.
He sat down right next to me and I could feel him looking at me.
"You just...have a bit of..."
"What?" I said.
"Here, let me get it".
He grabbed a tissue and wiped some blood that was on my cheek.
I could feel the touch of his fingers brushing against my skin.
His hand was soft, and he was touching me ever so delicately.   
I looked at him, and for the first time ever, I felt as though he was being nice?...
I mean, it is the bare minimum, after kicking a ball into my face and nearly breaking my nose. But still. It was weird to see him being genuine. I wasn't used to it.
He finished wiping and stood up to throw the tissue in the bin when the nurse walked in.

"Y/N sweetie, even though the bleeding has stopped, it's not safe for you to drive because you did hit your head also. Do you have someone to take you home?" The nurse asked.
"My uncle will-"
"I'll take her", Pedri said at the same time.
"No, no. Really it's okay, I'm living with my uncle anyways-"
"I'll take her, don't worry." He said reassuring the nurse.

I get that he was trying to be nice, but he really didn't have to do this.
Just because he had to be polite, didn't mean we were suddenly friends.