SEX WITH MY BEST FRIEND'S FIANCÉ-Chapter 37 - THIRTY SEVEN

- HAZEL -

My heart raced from the moment I realised it was him to the moment Kate caught up with me, and even now that I’m on the field, I still feel it beating violently against my ribcage.

What is going on? Why is this happening? I filled my mouth with water from my water bottle.

If my mind thinks it can wander around someone else, then I’ll give it something else to keep it occupied, and that is the liquid entering my body. So far, it’s working. Hearing the sound of my swallows does drift my thoughts in a different direction.

Till I am sure that I am over him completely, I have to stay away from him. I cannot afford anything that’ll ignite the sparks I’m trying so hard to kill.

"Okay everyone, gather around!" Someone yelled. It is a woman. I heard a whistle blow and quickly shut my bottle close, kept it on the bench where everyone else left their things on and stood there, staring at it.

I should’ve brought my bag but that is a thought for another time.

The moment I tried to turn, my ankle hurt causing me to wince.

Shit. I know I fell, but I didn’t think it was that bad. My ankle hurts way more than it did earlier. I think it’s as a result of walking after falling instead of getting my foot checked first.

Maybe this would be my chance to not practice at all. I’d rather organise a team of bleachers to cheer than play. I’d rather take care of the laundry even! I took another step forward and staggered forward. I can barely move without feeling that pain on my ankle.

At this rate, I might just be on the bench. I gulp. This might affect my credit score. I really hope it won’t.

I tried to move but my stamina is wobbly. That’s when Kate walks to me. "You alright?" She asks, holding me up. I place my hand over her shoulder and hop with one foot as she steadily moves forward. I thought our coach was male but I’ve never been happier that it’s a female.

Thank goodness! I don’t have to explain to a male that I bumped into another male and fell so hard that my ankle hurts while pleading that I sit this game out or go to an infirmary.

"Easy there now, set your foot on the floor gently. Hold on." Kate said, slowly bending lower. She squats and supports my aching foot gently on the ground. I really appreciate her for this. "Can you stand?" She asks, leaving her fist around my ankle, holding me softly.

I stiffened my foot on the floor. The ache is there but it’s minute. "I can, thank you."

"No problemo." She gave my foot a last look and stood. I put my arm back on her shoulder. "You might have the role you were aiming for after all. Very slick, girl."

I giggled. That wasn’t intentional but I guess so.

"Okay class, those of you who were here earlier this morning already know me. I am Lizzie Pascal and I’ll be your-" The lady who called for us started speaking. Her voice is so loud that I’m sure if she’s on stage, she won’t need a microphone. I tilted my head up to see past the sea of heads before me so I can get a good glimpse of our coach.

"I thought you said it’s a male?" I ask, still peaking up, trying not to put pressure on my foot.

"It is." Kate responded.

Sure if you say so. A lady is standing right in front of us and addressing us yet she thinks a man will magically appear to be our coach. I’m seriously doubting her right now.

I averted my gaze from Kate and stared ahead. Lizzie is still talking, I stopped listening to her half way but now I made her my sole focus. "If you all need to speak with anyone about anything health wise, I am available for you." A grin slowly formed on my lips while hearing Lizzie talk. Now this is what I’m talking about. This is an ideal coach for girls. "However, I’m just the substitute coach and will only take over when your coach is not available."

This part of her speech crushed my soul. So Kate was right after all. freeweɓnovel.cøm

I glanced at her. She stuck her tongue out and dragged her cheek lower with a finger. "I told you so."

I squinted. Well yes. Yes she did. A pout forms on my lips. Part of me still wants to hold on to the fact that our coach will be a female. I cross my fingers and whisper silent prayers, keeping my eyes closed. Kate’s giggle trailed in my ears. I assume she saw me.

"Some of you may already know him. Welcome your coach, ladies."

And this just made every prayer seem futile. Why does it have to be a male?

"Hello students, I’m professor Killian and I’m very experienced in the athletic field." I gasped. My eyelids slid open and my heart began pumping so fast and so loud that I wondered if anyone else could hear it. Really? Is the universe against me right now?

Why is the one man that I want to be away from so badly always around me? Why does my life always revolve around him?

Be it in my head or real life.

I clear my throat. An elbow nudged my arm. Ow. That hurt.

"Hey, snap back to earth, we’re getting assigned our roles soon." Kate whispered to me. I stared at her with horror.

I had no idea that he was even talking. Kate seems happy and confident. She should be.

Her fiancé is our coach. That’s the best thing to happen to anyone.

I took a deep breath in. So far, I have no vile thoughts about Killian so I know I’m on the right path. Plus, I’ll be stuck with Kate most of the day while joining in the practice to even have time to think about Killian or anyone else.

"Ow! That hurts! Stop." I whisper-yelled at Kate. She pinched me.

"Just to make sure you’re not thinking about anything again. I’m not so good at football so I won’t be able to explain everything or anything to you. Please listen." Kate said.

I raise a brow. I am bad at sports in general. What is she even saying? I roll my eyes and stare ahead. "Let’s move forward a bit. I can’t hear him." I said to Kate.

"Sure. Just be careful with your foot." She said. "Tell me when you’re ready to move. You can place your foot on mine. I’ll walk you if I must."

She’s being so sweet.

"Well isn’t that adorable? She loves me enough to dirty her shoes." I smirk.

"Don’t ruin it, Hazelnut." Kate returned my smirk with a wink. Haha, that’s fair.

I placed my foot on hers and she took a step forward, checking on me each time. I feel so pampered. I could get used to this if we’re stuck together all day.

"I had no idea a foot could be this heavy." She groaned.

"Aww, I love you too." I blew a kiss as she tried to make her way through the crowd.

Someone stepped backwards. She’s not looking and from the looks of it, Kate isn’t too. She’s staring at the floor and paying so much attention to my feet that she isn’t looking forward. "Wait, someone’s behind you." I panic, talking to the girl adjusting backwards while trying to move back.

This movement came with an ankle ache and I shrieked. The girl bumped into me anyway and before I knew it, I found myself falling back along with Kate.

"Hazel-" Kate’s voice filled my ears. My lips spread apart to say something but no words left my lips. All I can feel is the ache on my ankle. It hurts really badly.

My body landed on something hard. I know it’s not the floor but what is it? I looked down then back up.

"Be careful." A man said, holding me in his arms.

I clenched my fist around his shirt, gasping. "Thank you." I murmured. It was then the pain kicked in harder and I screamed.

"What is it? Are you okay?" Killian’s voice slid in my ears. I didn’t look at him but from the sound of it, he sounds concerned. This is odd. Kate is on the floor and he didn’t even go to her.

I wanted to direct everyone’s attention to her but another scream escaped my lips. "No." I yelled. Tears rolled down my cheeks. "It’s my ankle. It hurts really bad." I squirmed. Now, even the slightest movement makes it sting.

"I’ll take you to the medics." Killian exhaled.

"I’ll do it. Don’t worry." The man holding me said.

I don’t even know you! I finally looked up to face him.

Oh.. I actually do. It’s the man I met in the men’s locker room. I don’t even know if I should feel embarrassed or not but my ankle is all I can think about.

"I can’t let a student go with a stranger unsupervised-" Killian started.

"It’s okay! I know him. Please take me away. My foot hurts badly." I breath, raising my voice. I don’t care if I’ve only met this man once but I don’t think I’m ready to endure another minute of ache while staying in the same spot.

The man pulled me closer to him then lifted me up in his arms. My head rested on hi

s chest and I squirmed. Not because of the ache.... but because... I can hear my heart beat faster.

What is going on?