You and Alexandra were only official in private, since you guys were only 16 and 17, you guys acted like strangers if there was a possibility of paparazzi taking photos or excited fans trying to take photos with the both of you. Her family knew about the two of you and so did yours, close friends knew too but you didn’t tell them, they found out bc if how awkward you two would get if someone caught you both too close.

Alexandra (aka Sasha) would ways drive you home and to practice but she had to get to the rink at the crack of dawn and you agreed you’d drive yourself to the rink later in the morning, around 8,9 o’clock but you never arrived…

She gets a call from your mother, your mother is hysterical, she tells Sasha to get to the hospital as quick as possible. Theres been an accident.

Alexandra gets to the hospital and waits in the hospitals waiting room with her family and yours, waiting for the green light to shower you with flowers and balloons, saying ‘get well soon’, with cheesy jokes in the cards. Her legs were shaking in fear if what your condition would be, her long black coat wrapped around her and her hands playing with her hair to try and cope.

There’s doctors come out to the waiting room and tell them all they can go see you, you’re family and hers rush in snd see you still sleeping from the anaesthesia, Alexandra just watched by the door, almost scared to see the dried blood on your clothes or the stitches across your head from the crash. She was scared until you mumbled her name tiredly and she perked up, concerned but caring.