Eleni Sanders , the sunshine of the school. You couldn't possibly not like her (or so her bestie thinks). Eleni is the girl to do to when you need help with anything but she has had a terrible summer. What happens when she needs help herself ? What...
He sits down on the floor, his back to the wall still not looking up.
"Ok well in what way do you feel bad" "do you feel like you're gonna throw up, or faint or are you in pain" I say trying to understand dhow I can help him.
"Faint" is all he manages to get out, his breathing not getting any slower than when he initially came over to me.
"Okay well have you eaten anything this morning"
"I don't think so"
"Oh that's probably what it is Oliver"
No response.
"Oliver" I say not sure if he is hearing me.
"I'm sorry Elle"
"Oliver there is not a single thing to be sorry about, I want to make sure you feel ok"
I kneel i between his legs so that I can see his face and that when he wraps his arms around my waist and hugs me.
"I really don't feel ok Elle" he says. Even though I can't hear it in his voice I can feels the tears soak through the T-shirt I am wearing.
"I think we should go to the nurse Olly" I say gently.
He nods. So I stand up and slowly help him stand and wrap his arm around my shoulder again. We take the short walk down the campus until we arrive at the nurses office. It's only about 300 metres away from the pitch. Considering it's a Saturday morning training session and it's winter break there isn't one single person there.
Oliver takes a seat and I walk up to the little reception area.
"Hey there darling how can I help you" she says with a smile on her face.
"Hi um my friend feels like he is going to faint"
"Oh dear why don't we bring him into my office and see what we can do"
I walk back to Oliver and help him up walking slowly together to the room. He takes a seat in her office.
"Ok darling you can wait outside" she says opening the door for me.
"She won't need to do that" Oliver says grabbing my hand as I stand up.
"Oh right then" the nurse says sitting back down.
Oliver still has a tight grip on my hand.
She then begins asking Oliver questions about how he is feeling and what he thinks may have caused him feeling this way. She also tells him it might be good if Oliver's gets some blood tests, which lucky for him she can do right now.
She leaves the room to get the equipment.
Oliver turns to me.
"Thanks for this Elle"
"Don't worry about it I owe you anyways" I say with a smile.
He the leans his head down so it's resting on my shoulder while he still holds onto my hand. My heart starts to beat faster.
Hiding the fact that I'm fucking in love with him is getting harder by the second.
The nurse arrives back in around 5 minutes later.
"Ok Oliver I'm just going to roll up your sleeve and clean your arm ok" she says to him.
"K" is the only response she gets.
She takes a sample of his blood and tells us that she will be able to get the results in about 20 minutes so we should probably just wait here.
After around half an hour she comes back in with a clipboard and papers.
"Ok so we have the results of your test results"
I turn to Oliver.
"Do you want me to leave" I whisper to him
"That's not necessary angel" he whispers back giving my thigh a squeeze.
Oh lord
"Sorry" I say to the nurse acknowledging that I did in fact just interrupt her.
"That's fine" "he results say that you were feeling the way you were due to over exercising and under eating" "now according to my records it seems as though this is a reoccurring issue and something I may have to make an adult aware of"
"You really don't need to do that" Oliver says trying to hide his concern.
"This is repeatedly happening though Oliver" the nurse replies looking serious.
"This won't happen again I promise" he says trying everything to stop her from telling anyone.
"I'm not convinced Oliver"
"I'll help him" I say hoping Oliver won't be mad at me.
He looks at me. I don't look back at him, scared he will hate me.
"That could be an option" the nurse says looking at me.
That's when I feel yet another squeeze of my thigh.
Thank fuck he doesn't hate me
"Ok well I'm happy to let you leave as long as you promise to make a big improvement and come back in three weeks so I can do your bloods again"
"Thank you" Oliver says to the nurse looking relieved.
"You have to promise to get him on track" she says to me, her tone dead serious.
"I promise" I say holding Oliver's hand as we walk out.
Just as we are leaving the nurse shouts to us.
"You two would make a great couple"
When she can help him too >>
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