your enemy (James) was injured during his basketball game.

he was immediately pulled over to the side where you stood.

a teacher then instructed you to take him to the nurses room.

he sat on the sofa, the room was empty

there was a big red mark on his bicep

you rummaged through the cabinets, searching for a first aid kit…

“I feel like shit..” he groans “do something.”

“You look like it,too” you roll your eyes, sitting beside him.

he chuckled, his free reached behind your back, holding your waist.

“Mhm, that’s why you’re my favourite.”