The Cheerleader Vs The QB **Complete **

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Coopers POV

i groaned as i slowly opened my eyes, but closed them right away there was an annoying beeping sound, and my head was killing me.

"make it stop" i groaned.

"Baby" a panicked Dylan suddenly came into view.

"where am i?" i questioned with my eyes still closed.

"Do you know who you are son? and when's your birthday?" a male voice i didn't know spoke. i opened my eyes again, and saw a man in a white coat.

"i am Cooper Davies jr. my birthday is March Fifth 1996, where am i?" i asked again. (can't remember if i ever gave him a birthday but i just did lol)

"your in the hospital, do you know what day it is?"  the same guy who asked me the first question spoke.

"mhm Saturday?" i wasn't to sure.

"okay next question do you know who that young lady is beside me?" he asked. Dylan looked nervous.

"my girlfriend, what's with all the questions my head hurts" i groaned.

"well Mr Davies, i am afraid  you took a server blow to the head. and now you have a concussion." he informed me.

"i don't remember anything other then this guy coming out of nowhere" i tried to remember but it hurt.

"that's totally normal, just try relax" he informed me.

"can i leave now?" i wanted to get the heck out of here.

"not quite yet, we just want to run a few more test now that your wake. just to make sure everything is okay. try and get some rest, i will be back in one hour to ask you some more question the Dr informed then left the room.

"my head hurts baby" i complained.

"i can image want me to rub your temples?" she offered.

"ya" i nodded.

she came and leaned over the bed, but i moved over so she could climb in beside me. so she could be more comfortable. then slowly started to massage my temples.

i leaned up and gave her a kiss, she smiled as she pulled away.

"i was so terrified when you closed your eyes" she spoke after a short moment of silence.

"well i am fine, they are opened now." i grabbed her hand to try and comfort her.

"that guy got kicked out of the game and got a three game penalty, that was an illegal hit." Dylan tells me.

"how long have i been here?" i asked.

"mhm maybe three four hours?" she  says.

"what" i whined as that hurt my head to talk loud.

she kissed my forehead and went back to rubbing my temples.

"also your parents are on there way." she blurts out.

"what why" i complained mom would make a big fuss.

"i call your mom, i wanted her to know what's going on." Dylan says.

"you shouldn't have called her, now she's going to fuss over me." i groaned.

"hush you, she is your mom she had a right to be worried about you." she repeated for what felt like the millionth time.

"my head is throbbing" i groaned and moved to lay on Dylan chest.

"i know baby, i am sorry you hurt so much." she kissed the side of my head and slowly ran her hands threw my hair.