Broken

Chapter 28

My mind was in another world. I couldn't concentrate on cheer at all. Matt had called me out on it multiple times, but it didn't work. If I had any doubts before, they were gone now. I liked Harry, a lot. I knew he was watching me, too. Nerves were getting to me, I couldn't get a damn tuck right. Maybe if we stunted it would get my mind off of him. I always focus on stunting. I groaned as I fell after my tuck.

"Kaitlin, what is wrong with you today?" Matt asked, helping me up.

"I don't know," I groan, my butt in pain from falling 3 times now.

"Is it him?" He asked, his eyes flicking up to Harry.

I felt the heat grow in my cheeks and I nodded slightly. He smiled and shook his head. Matt was always right about the guys I dated. He never liked Austin, who cheated on me, or the guy who broke up with me because of his friends. He hasn't said anything about Harry and he's seen him twice now, which made me feel better. I followed him to the stunt mat in the back of the gym. Our coach instructed us on our simple stunts which we all knew how to do. I silently prayed I was in Matt's group, which I usually was, because he is the best back spot I've ever had. I don't think he's dropped me once. As usual, the coach puts me as flyer and Matt as our back spot. Damian, the tall dark skinned man, and John, a tall but less beefy man, were my bases. They were both pretty cool and strong. As long as they didn't drop me, I was good. We started off with our bench to extensions. Then cradles to twist cradles. As I suspected, they took my mind of Harry. Until I was about to try my toe-touch basket and my eyes met his. He smiled at me and I was pushed high then I have ever been by my bases. I hit my toe-touch and landed my basket easily. They dropped my toes and I grinned.

"Holy shit," Matt began as I turned to look at him "that's the highest I think I've ever seen my flyer go."

I smiled proudly. I turned back to Harry and he was still smiling. It was that stupid, real, dimple smile that was so contagious. I've seen so much of he smile this week it was weird. Not that I mind, it was really attractive. I turned back to Matt and he smirked at me.

"You like him," he says.

I smile slightly and nod. I figured he would have caught on by now. He looked back up at Harry and was quiet for a while before looking back at me.

"I like him," he says.

I couldn't help but feel giddy inside. I glanced at the clock and saw practice was almost over. We threw a few more stunts and we were dismissed. I said bye to Matt and skipped up the stairs to where Harry was. I pushed open the door and Harry immediately looked up at me. He stood up and walked over to me. I felt the overwhelming urge to hug him. So I did. He was a really nice hugger, so it's not like I minded hugging him. I was definitely a hugger. He wrapped his arms around me and I sighed into him, my muscles finally checking out. He pulled away from me and reached down to wrap his fingers in mine. I couldn't help but remember how when Chase and I held hands my hand was in his, and I hated it that way. Harry actually wrapped his fingers around mine. Honestly, I was surprised Harry was holding my hand. Harry was... Harry. It didn't feel like something he would do. We walked outside into the cold air. It stung my arms and legs as I realized I had forgotten to change out of my practice wear. It was my sports bra with my team across is and the team colors with my black spandex-shorts. Harry glanced down at me and chuckled.

"Aren't you cold?" He asks.

"Yes. I forgot to change since you were so eager to leave," I teased.

He rolled his eyes and laughed lightly.

"I'm sorry, you were the only one I wanted to watch. I couldn't even see you the whole time. Not to mention, some of those guys should not be wearing such right shorts. They look gay as hell," he says.