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Lucy's POV

"Where's your hotel card?" she asked

"There *sneeze" I pointed the bag that she was holding. I'm about to get the bag in her hand when she slapped my hand lightly

"Just tell me where it is, you're burning" she said calmly and then put her hands on my forehead

I felt her cold hands touched my heated skin. I closed my eyes and felt shivers at her touch. I told her that it's in my wallet in the bag's pocket. She swipe it and the door flew opened. She slid her hands on my waist to support me. I actually felt... safe.

"Where's your room? Upstairs right come on" I nodded weakly. She placed my bag on the couch and I was shocked at her sudden move. She placed one arm on my back and the other one on the back of my legs and then she carried me. I tried to open my eyes but they felt heavy. I put my arms around her neck and breathed heavily. She's the first one who carried me like this. She tightened her hold on me and slowly walk upstairs. I managed to open my eyes. I looked at her. She just smiled at me. I can't help but put my hands on her cheek. She looked at me again. I just stared closely at her eyes. But I ruined the moment when I sneezed.

There's something in my nose. Ugh, probably snort. Duh?

I heard her chuckle before she put me down. She opened my room's door and guided me to the restroom.

"I'll hand you clothes, okay? Where's your closet?"

I told her where it is and she managed to come back quickly. She handed me the clothes and I put them on.

"Umm, do you want.. Do you need help?" I heard Stacy asking me from the other side of the door

"I'm fine. Thank you," My voice is a total mess. I cleared my throat and continued changing before I get out the room

I saw her standing there. She quickly approached me.

"Can you stay here? Please?"

I don't know but it easily slip out of my mouth. She looked surprised at first, but then her face softened.

"I'm actually thinking of it," she stated shyly

I told her to change her clothes as well. I let her borrow my clothes for the night and I just lay on my bed.

I'm almost half-asleep when I felt a wet towel on my skin. I opened my eyes and look at her.

She noticed that I'm looking at her, "Did I wake you up?" she continued applying the towel on my forehead.

"Thank you for staying tonight," I said slowly

"No problem," she gave an assuring smile and handed me a medicine

She helped me to sat up and handed me the water after I swallowed the medicine. I lay back to bed and felt her laying on the other side.

"Mind if I sleep here?" she pat the side of the bed. "I can sleep in the couch if you're uncomfortable"

"It's okay," I removed the towel on my head but she grabbed it in my hand

"What are you doing? Don't remove it," she said and put it back on my forehead. She placed her hand on my cheek maybe to check my temperature.

But she didn't remove her hand. She brushed her hand on my cheeks repeatedly. I sighed at how soothing her touch was.

It feels like we're like the only people here on Earth. I didn't think of anything or anyone but us being here in the same room.

"So, how are you?" she asked while running her hands on my hair

"I'm fine now, thanks to you"

"No, I mean. You're life now. How's your life there in Brazil?" she removed her hand on my hair and felt her moving. I opened my eyes and saw her elbows propped and looking at me seriously. I gulped at her intense stare and cleared my throat.

"It's.. great. I became part of their women's team two years ago and successfully won the two international cups. My contract there had ended this year so when coach called me I didn't refuse to his offer..."

I happily told her about my life there in Brazil, like how nice Brazilian people are, how I met some of my favorite players there, and how good the foods are. We're both giggling, laughing. It's like my fever easily disappear every second that I'm talking. I'm so happy because I haven't talked with a REAL person for so long. As you know I'm stucked with a weirdo. No one ever asked me about my life there in Brazil except my friend Troy. But then, I realize that I'm the only one talking.

"Hey, hey. It's unfair. I shouldn't be the only one talking here--"

"How about your girlfriend?"

I looked at her again. She's laying on her back, eyes on the ceiling. I let out a sigh and started talking. That's when I remember about Mads. And that I'm in a relationship.

"Well uhh, h-her name is Madison. She's our team captain. She's the first one to approach me. We easily became friends at first because she's so funny and easy to approach. But time passed and she confessed to me," I smiled remembering that moment

"I will never forget that day. She almost faint after saying that she already liked me. I'm shocked at first and thought that it was just a joke because I didn't knew that she's into girls like me. I mean like us. I didn't believe her and I just stick at the thought that maybe she's just pranking me. But she never stopped. She didn't leave me, not until I gave in and we became official. That was one of the best moments of my life. To be loved and to know that there will be this person who will be by your side no matter what. Who will be there when you need her the most. I love her like more than she know."

I looked at the girl laying beside but found out that she's already sleeping. I smiled and before I knew it and leaned in and kissed her forehead.

"You were my first love, tho. We could be a beautiful couple too, if you'd just let me. But you did not want me. But that's okay, maybe you're happy now too with your girlfriend. Goodnight, Stacy" I whispered at her. I feel relieved to finally say that.. she's my first love. It's true she was.

Dug. Dug. Dug.

I just stared at her for the mean time. I observed her features and noticed the changes that my friends once told me before.

Her hair is now longer than before. She have this two piercings near her left eyebrows which makes her more attractive. She also have a black earings and a choker earlier, but maybe she removed it when she's in the bathroom. She have this bad girl look now, unlike the innocent, lovely girl that i fell inlove with before.

Do I still have feelings for her?

This is so confusing.

I closed my eyes and opened it again. I breathed heavily and lay on my back.

Is it possible to have feelings for two people? I guess now I understand her situation with Sean before, if she ever did have feelings for me.

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