Noachael/Ennchael stories :D

~Injury (past)~

(So what happened is that Michael was playing soccer and he got a really bad injury in his leg so he couldn't walk or anything at all and had to wear a cast for ages and he had to get help with walking and standing up again from a doctor and family who helped at home 🥲)

(Noahs pov)

I was standing on the side lines of my basketball game watching closely to see who will win. It was 32-32.
(idk if basketball numbers should be higher or lower because I don't play basketball 💀)

I watch as one of my teammates, Simon, gets the ball and ends up shooting a goal. Everyone cheers for him, including me. The buzzer goes off to show that the game has now finished. We had won by one point which was close.

Everyone cheers and ends up going to the skate park. I was about to follow when I feel something hit the back of my leg. Turning around I see my boyfriend Michael standing there with crutches. My eyes widen and what not but I smile.

"How long have you been standing there?" I ask, folding my arms against my chest. I watch him closely and look at his crutches.

He chuckles softly. "Long enough! How come you weren't playing, I thought you played full games most of the time?"

I smile then my face falls a bit. "Uhm...it's nothing really, the coach just said I would be a sub from now on.." I shrug, trying to make it seem it wasn't a big deal.

"What?! Why?" Michael asks as his eyebrows furrow.

"Well, I haven't been showing up to many practices" I admit. "Because I've been taking care of you.." I watch as Michaels eyes widen with confusion.

"Haven't you been showing up..? You told me you were." Michael looks at me and frowns further once he finds out I've been lying about turning up to practice.

"No..sorry, you've just needed a lot of help lately and I felt guilty just leaving you.." I admit as I stand there looking at the floor awkwardly. "It's not a big deal."

"Not a big deal?! Noah your not playing anymore because of me, look I'll go and explain to the couch about what's happening and stuff"

My eyes widen. "No! M it's fine, really it is.." I say quickly.

Michael looks at me frowning but he sighs. "Fine..go over to Simon, looks like he wants to talk to you. I'll be over in a minute"

I smile softly and nod as I walk over to Simon and begin chatting to him about the game. Eventually Michael comes over waddling on his crutches smiling happily.

"What did you do?" I ask as I know he's done something.

"Just talked to your couch and he said your playing full games again!" He smiles widely.

"I told you not to! What did you even say to him?! It better not have been something bad M because I swear to god.."

"Relax, I just told him you've been helping me with my leg and that's why you've been missing practices" Michael says chuckling.

I give a sigh of relief. "Is that all you said to him?"

"I may or may not have told him my leg was so bad and stuff that you had to help me otherwise I would've never been able to walk again and my leg would have to be cut off" Michael explains smiling proudly.

"What. The. Fuck-" I say as I stare at him.

"Hey, my injury saved the day~" He says smirking as he walks off with his crutches towards Savanna and Stella.

I stare at him wide eyed and mouth open. I swear he is such a weirdo..how does he even come up with this stuff?