Never In A Million Years

Chapter Fourteen

~Karabo's POV~

She buried her head into my hard chest. She left it there for a few minutes before, I pulled it up. She stared into my eyes as I stared into hers. We were doing this for what seemed like hours before she looked away. She was biting her lip now. I forced my hand up and traced her lip, her bottom lip.

She hesitantly looked at me. I obviously wasn't gonna kiss her. If I did, I would faint. I couldn't bring myself down to do it. She made me way too nervous. I looked at her, staring, taking in her absolute beauty. 

"Your beautiful" I said, as if reciting the lyrics to James Blunt's song. 

"Thank you, your handsome." she whispered.

"Thanks baby."

I paused. I blinked, she blinked. We both blinked. I just called her my baby. Oh gosh, oh no. She hates such.

"Sorry, I couldn't help myself" I said

"It's okay. It felt nice. Forget it happened." She said coldly. Did I make her that mad? Well she liked it. She even admitted it.

She liked it.

She LIKED it. 

Oh my gosh, my brain had finally registered what she had just said. She liked being called baby by me. Oh yeah. I smirked and walked away. I came back holding two sandwiches and some juice. 

"Let's train then have a snack, yeah?" I offered, and she nodded.

By now, every contestant was here and already training. Including Team Botswana. Oh boy, if we win this, it'd be amazing.

We all trained before hearing the officials tell us that the 1500m race was over and within twenty minutes, the men 400m heats would begin. 

The first three would go to the semi-finals by right, then the two fastest losers from each heat would make it. Once in the semi's, only the first two and one fastest loser, from the two rounds. There were 4 heats. I was in the second heat with Isaac. While Leruo was in the first and Tumelo in the last heat.

"ALL MEN 400m RUNNERS PLEASE COME FORWARD, YOUR RACE IS TO BEGIN SHORTLY" One of the officials with a microphone said. 

I walked over to the waiting area with the rest of my team, but before I was with Ally. She was wishing me goodluck. I then went over to Boithuto, and she did the same. So did, Lame and Bonang. 

As Leruo walked out into the real track, he took one last glance at us, and calmly winked. He was being overconfident and stubborn. I had warned him that it would cost him, but he never listens. I really hope he makes it though, he's one of the best runners and he's gonna be the third person to get the baton during our 4x400m relay. 

Hm. 

"On your marks"
"Set"

And the firing shots of the gun set the race into motion. He started well. I was keenly watching him, when I felt her presence. The girl I longed desperately. I had encountered multiple dreams about her, but too ignorant to think too much about them. She softly placed her hand on mine. 

"Calm down. You'll be great out there." she said softly. "Your the best athlete I know."

"Thank you, Ally. It means a lot."

It did, really. 

By the time my eyes reverted back to the race, they were already approaching the 200m to 100m curve. In first place was Jamaica, no surprise, in second place USA, and third was being fought for. Meanwhile, Botswana was in fifth. But Leruo looked unbothered and not worried. He should be. I mean I was intensely worried but it wasn't even my race. 

Suddenly, like a cheetah, his speed rapidly increased. He had the flow of the tiger, the eyes of the lion. The speed of a true runner. He flew past fourth place with ease, and found himself easing through to third place. Not very long after, he was in second. There were less than 10m left and he ducked his head in. 

He came second.

After, entering the training tracks, we congratulated him and went to the real racing track.

My race was beginning. So was Isaac's. If any of us kicked the other out, no hard feelings. That was our deal. But even though this was my second Olympics, he was an excellent runner. And although lacking experience, it didn't lessen his capabilities. 

"On your marks."

"Set"

The shots were fired and we were off.