Mathematical attraction

Chapter 49

Minho's P.O.V.
Since I didn't have P.E, I took the opportunity to get changed and think of a good strategy for our team to beat Hobi oppa's school and a way to get one of the girls of the team not to despise me. I didn't know why, but she kept shooting daggers at me with her eyes. She was talented, in the team since she entered high school. Our coach told me not to mind her, but I wanted to fix our relationship. A broken team wouldn't work well. I started to sketch.. "We need one of the fastest first and one to finish to save the shot if we were behind. In the middle, it didn't matter much, but statistically it was better to do fast, medium, slow, medium, fast. Yeah.. That made sense. Ouh, if I left the library now, I'd be able to have a 10 minutes swim for myself. So I got up and grabbed my backpack to change it to my swimming one before heading to the changing room. I had to admit something. If we had a project to do, I knew Joonie would stay next to the pool's door for the hour. I saw him and Jackson peak once or twice. Anyway, I made my way to the side of the pool from which I always got it, but.. I didn't get in the way I thought I would. I stepped on the wet floor. I slipped and fell in the water, not missing to knock my head on the edge of the pool. It hurt so bad I couldn't react. I could barely see where I was going nor swimming. It was hard to breathe.. Everything was getting harder to see. I grabbed what I could knowing someone was bound to enter the place soon... I hoped.

Namjoon's P.O.V.
"Think she's already in there?" Jackson asked.

I nodded. "Very likely. She never stays at the library if she swims after." I walked by the door to check. "See? She's here- Wait.. Jackson go get her coach!" I opened the door and walked to the side of the pool. Luckily I didn't slide. The floor was awfully slippery. I crouched down next to the ladder. "Minho! Minho can you hear me?"
No respond. She probably slipped on that thing. Her arm was keeping her attached to the ladder.. Enough to keep her from drowning, but that didn't mean she didn't breathe some water before hanging on. I tried to pull her out. "Come on.. Come on!" I took her arm out and grabbed her under the arms. "Dammit work!" I managed to get her out and pulled her to me. I couldn't care less to get wet. "Minho! Minho wake up.." I slapped her cheek a little. Her eyelids flickered. "You're alive thank goodness." She didn't open them thought.

Her coach came in with a towel. "What happened?"

"I found her holding onto the ladder. I think she slipped in that puddle." I pointed while frictioning her arm. "What do we do?"

"I'll call an ambulance and you two watch her. Is she breathing?" He said lastly.

"Barely." I answered seeing her ribs barely expand.
I pat her back lightly. "Please don't tell me you almost drowned.."

Her coach ran to pick up a phone while Jackson looked at the puddle. "Namjoon."

I didn't have time for this. "What?"

"It's not water." He touched the floor. "Looks like soap."

Wait what? Minho coughed. I tried to stay still. "That's it. Try to breathe.." She coughed water, not what I hoped for. I caressed her hair. "We got you. It's okay." She didn't more or opened her eyes.

Her coach came back. "They'll be there in 5 minutes."

"The puddle is soap sir." Jackson pointed out again.

He frowned. "Are you saying someone framed her?"

"Or didn't clean well." Jackson added.

The paramedics arrived. I went with the coach and Jackson said he'd clean that so no one would get hurt again before joining us.

"You'll need to get these dried and that wound fixed." He pointed at my hand.

Oh, yeah. I scratched my hand pulling her out. "It's nothing.. And I'll dry. It's no big deal." I looked at Minho and caressed her cheek. I'd never do that, but I needed to right now.

"Do you really think someone framed her?" Her coach asked.

I sighed. "Maybe.. She did mention a girl on the team that had a problem with her."

"Does she have family in Seoul?" He asked.

I thought. "A student of last year. Min Yoongi. I'll call him." He'd kill me for sure.

Minho's P.O.V.
Aish.. My head hurt so bad. I opened my eyes and glanced down to who was holding my hand. It was easy to see because his face was laying down next to it. I returned to sleep, at piece I wouldn't be yelled at.
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My hand moved. Well.. More like the one holding my hand moved. I felt a soft pressure on my fingers and a little squeeze. I couldn't stay asleep anymore. To my surprise, he was still sleeping on that kind of bench next to me. His face about 30cm away, his and still holding mine. Taking a closer look, it was red by the knuckles, bright red. I turned to my side keeping his hand in mine at first. My neck was a pain, but I didn't care. Maybe he'd be more comfortable if I let him go? I slowly moved his hand away, but his grasp tighted and his pulled me closer. "What are you doing?" I whispered.

"You have no clue how scared I was." He mumbled.

"You have to get your hand fixed.." I suggested.

"I'll fix my hand when you'll be okay." He insisted.

I sighed. "What will Yoongi think? He'll want to kill me. He'll think it's because of my sickness and.."

His eyes were now open wide. "Don't care about him right now. He can go to hell for all I care if he yells at you. I'll be there to shut him up."

I looked into his eyes. "Joonie.."

"Yeah?" He said giving my hand a squeeze.

My eyes became watery. "I was really scared.."

He sat up as his free hand went to my hair. "I know."

"I thought I'd drown.." I added.

"I know.. It's okay now. You didn't get hurt too much. Only your head a little." He assured me.

I nodded. "Will you stay here? For the night? You don't have to.. I'm just asking."

He chuckled. "If you want me to. I'm not going anywhere if you ask me to stay."

I can't believe I said that.. "Stay.. Please."

He smiled. "How much of a baby are you?"

"Not my fault.. I slipped and hurt myself.." I pointed out glancing down. "And I'm being a big baby about it.."

Namjoon's P.O.V.
Okay.. I had to laugh at that. She was adorable. "Don't worry. I'll stay with you."

"But go to school.. We need at least one person in math.." She proposed.

Really? School over her? That was so her. "Sure, I'll do that and come back after class. I'll bring you my computer in the morning if you want to watch anything or start our lab report." I joked.

She smiled yawning. "I'd like that.."

"Then go to sleep. You'll need it if you want to be discharged tomorrow." I warned her. "I won't be going anywhere I promise."

She nodded and fell asleep on that. Thank goodness she barely had a thing. "She's a dear friend to you is she?" Her coach said getting in the room.

I nodded keeping her hand in mine. "Very dear."