Chapter 12

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Harry's POV

"Ugh,I give up." Christy stops her steps,breathing heavily.

"You're almost there! Come on,one more!" I hold her arms,persuading her.

"No,that's for today. I did my best." She sits on her wheelchair.

"You did not even try it."

"I did,Harry." She looks at me,raising one of her eyebrow.

It's hurt when I see her being like this. She loves dancing and walking around,but now she just can't.

"Thanks for the company. Mark said he couldn't come because of something which I don't even understand." Christy says it as rolling her eyes.

I told you that jerk doesn't care about her at all. But I should thank him for giving me this such an opportunity. Thanks,jerk.

"No problem." I smile.

"Oh,do you wanna drink or eat something? I totally forgot this." She pushes her wheelchair to move on,getting some things.

"No,no,it's okay. I'll do it by myself if I want." I stop her,standing in front of her. Our eyes connect for a while,then she smirks,pushing the wheelchair from my left side and stick out her tongue.

God,she's precious.

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"Thank you,umm..." Mr Hoover looks at me,frowning.

"Harry." I smile at him.

"Harry,thank you." Fingercrossed,he says.

The richest man in UK just said thank you to me because....

"My wife and I haven't had much  time to be with her since she was little. Because of our work,we only come back at late night. Well,there are some exceptions as you see." He stops for a while," We were very against her doing the cheerleaders. Because we worried about such like what just happened."

He's right. I don't how long it will takes to see Christy dancing again.

"But,she didn't give up. That's just Christy." He smiles when speaking of her name. Mr Hoover lifts his head up,looking at me.

Why do I feel so nervous?

"You're a good boy,Harry. I wish you were Christy's boyfriend." He sighs.

I feel butterflies in my stomach. Her dad likes me,well,maybe.

"But,things never goes the way which you expect." He shakes his head,frowning.

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Christy's POV

My phone is buzzing,but I don't have any mood to pick it up now. I take out my laptop,going on twitter. I might haven't used it for at least thousands years cuz I get 100+ notifications.

All of them tweet "omg are you okay?" "Hope you can come back soon xx" "I just want to let you know I love you,take care xx"

I guess people will notice you only when you're in accidents.

Looking at the timeline,

I see a very interesting tweet.

"Don't waste your time on somebody who doesn't care about you at all." I read it out. Woah,this person can be my friend. I decide to tweet something since I have long tome not to be here.

Getting better,thanks everyone who tweeted me,I love you all x

It looks like I'm a celebrity who just got in an accident and tried to gratitude her fans

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