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PUNCH
"i told the stars about you"

~joão~

after talking to magui about this weekend i needed to get my mind off everything, so i went to micah's. he seems to be one of the only people in my life who i can really count on right now.

i lost my phone as well. i thought i left it on the table in the foyer, but i guess not. i told lyla to call me if anything happened with her dad so i hope everything is okay.

it's been almost a day since i've seen her last and i'm currently sitting on micah's couch contemplating my life choices. i have training in two hours so me and micah are about to leave.

my coach told me he has something important to talk to me about next week and i'm kind of scared. i think i've been playing well lately, but maybe he thinks differently.

"want me to make you something before we leave?" micah asks walking into the kitchen area, while tugging a sweatshirt over his head.

i told him about how me and magui broke up last night and he's been treating me like a baby ever since. i'm not complaining because he's been doing everything for me, but i still feel kind of bad.

i made sure to avoid all the parts in my story that involved lyla, and just told him that i expressed to magui that i wanted to focus on sports and we should end things.

"i'm good, thanks though." he nods and grabs a apple, taking a bite out of it. he waves his hand towards the door and i grab my bag and slump it over my shoulder, walking towards the front door.

we get into the car and micah starts to drive. the radio plays low and i stick my hand out the window, letting the cool breeze run through my fingers.

i'm not looking forward to going to practice, actually i'm not looking forward to doing anything. i kind of just want to sit at home and do nothing.

i know i don't love magui anymore, but it's hard to break something off when there was once so much passion and potential, even if that person isn't right for you.

i just want to go home, wrap myself in a blanket, lay down in my dark room, and watch tv all day. and then have all my favorite people come over and play games and make brownies.

micah's phone starts to ring and i pull my hand back into the car and roll up the window. i can hear the person on the other end of the phone talking, but i don't know what they are saying.

micah suddenly hits the brake, and i jerk forward in my seat. "dude. what the fuck." my head hits the back of my seat hard and i rub my neck.

micah slams the phone down on the console and i slightly jump back in surprise. he turns the car around and my head slams against the window. "dude seriously, what the fuck?"

"lylas in the hospital again." my heart drops as the words leave his lips. i knew i should've stayed with her, how could i have been so stupid. "call coach and tell him we aren't coming."

i reach for my phone and realize i had lost it. "fuck, i don't have a phone." i grab micah's phone and shove it in his face to try to get it to do face recognition.

once it turns on i immediatly find diego's number and call him. i tell him lylas in the hospital and we wont be there and then hang up.

i don't care if he's mad or not because lylas the only thing that matters at this moment.

micah serves around cars on the freeway and we almost hit like five different people. people around us honk and yell but micah doesn't slow down.

we finally reach the hospital, after breaking at least five different driving laws, we rush inside. micah does the talking to the lady at the front desk as i kind of zone out and stare at the yellow and white tiled floor.