Ronaldo and Khloe<3

Healed

KHLOES POV

I sat down for a moment debating what to do. Everyone had there eyes on me and I could feel my face growing warm. I stood up quickly and ran towards the same direction Cris went.

I stood there in front of the locked bathroom door and took a deep breath and knocked.

"Who is it?" I heard is familiar saddened voice respond.

"Its me Khloe. Can you please open the door."

"And why should I?"

"Because Im going to help clean your cuts. " Lie. Because I love you is what I should have said.

The door unlocked at Cris stood there in front of me bleeding from his lip and above his brow. I quickly looked under the sink. There wasn't much stuff but I found a white hand towel and it would have to do. I guess the Gala organizer wasn't planning on having bleeding guests.

"Sit on the counter." I said.

"Why are you helping me?" He asked.

"Can you please just sit." I said with a sigh.

He followed my orders and sat down on the sink counter. I dabbed the warm wet cloth against his wounds and he said it stung. I only laughed.

"Whats so funny?" He asked.

"You should have just not hit him and then I would have. He cant hit me back at least." I said with a chuckle as I looked into his chocolate brown eyes that melted my heart and placed the dirty towel next to him.

"You wouldn't have the guts to hit him." I he said with a small smile.

"If I have the guts to do this, then Im pretty sure I could manage hitting him."

As I said that I leaned in. Our lips were just inches apart.