Pass, Sex, Hit (A Harry Styles AU)

Chapter 10

Lexi's POV

I'm at volleyball practice right now. It takes my mind off everything and I love it. The pass is complete shit. I put one foot under the net and jump. I come down but my right foot lands on a ball. I hear a snap. I'm on the ground. I'm seeing spots. HOLY FUCKING SHIT. I scream out in pain. I try really hard not to cry, IM SO FUCKING PISSED. I can deal with the physical pain, what hurts more is knowing I'm hurt, knowing I have to stop doing what I love to be able to do it in the future. I hate hurting myself. I slam the ground in frustration when I hear someone running over to me and they grab my wrist before I can slam the ground again.

"STOP CROWDING HER, EVERYBODY OUT OF THE WAY!" I hear a familiar voice yell. I'm hallucinating. I swear I'm hallucinating. It can't be him... but when he picks me up and I smells his strong scent of cologne and mint, I know it is. I see his beautiful green eyes and start crying into his shirt. I can't even feel my ankle anymore.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry" I whisper over and over into his mess of curls.

"I know, I know." He whispers. With that I fall asleep. The first peaceful sleep I've had in months.

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I wake up in a hospital bed. Harry is holding my hand. I can't breathe. Harry is holding my hand. I smile like an idiot. I look down and see that a cast is on my ankle. Fuck. I'll be out of practice for at least 2 months. It makes me want to punch someone but then I feel Harry's thumb rubbing circles on the back of my hand and I calm down. I have to know...

"Why were you there?"

"I've been to every single one of your practices and games since our date." He says and my heart flutters. Maybe we do have a chance, despite the odds.

"This doesn't mean I forgive you." He says and my heart stops. What? I can't breathe. I look down and a tear runs down my cheek. He squeezes my hand and lifts my chin up so his luscious green eyes are boring into my boring brown ones.

"It just means I care about you way too much to let you go."

I'm crying again, but at least this time I'm smiling too. Fucking hormones. Harry laughs, wait did I say that out loud? I laugh too. Suddenly he gets serious again.

"What's wrong?" I ask and squeeze his hand.

"Can we never talk about what happened? Lily told me you thought it was me and all, but can we just not talk about it?" He begs. I nod and hugs him tight and he says "Lexi, we are more than friends, you can kiss me." Fina-fucking-ly. I laugh and press my lips to his. I feel his hands on my hips, his thumbs rubbing circles into them to soothe me.

God, the universe, serendipity, whatever, if anything or anyone's out there, thank you. Finally, things are looking up for me. I couldn't be happier. I smile into his loving kiss.