~all I can do is smile and blush~

My bestie, (b/f/n), wouldn't stop questioning me about my crush, but just to annoy them I didn't answer.
*the end of that week*
I roll out of bed groaning that school exists and I'm already behind on the homework, I trudge over and put on a hella cute outfit cause it's Friday and tonight is (b/f/n) and (y/n)'s movie night at the cinema but tonight neither of us are going home after class as we're going to order (fave takeaway choice) after the try outs for the football/soccer team even though both of us massively lack sporting abilities.
We walk through the town to the takeaway place and as we laugh I see I familiar group of lads waltz past us in jokey manner poking us and sniggering at their own jokes, (c/n) hurry's them along to the MacDonalds down the road with a roll of his eyes they follow and his closest friend (c/b/f) whispers something in his ear and (c/n) nods and with a small smile he looks back at us and shoves (c/b/f) into the door.
*its Monday*
The trail results are up and at the slightest possibility that either (b/f/n) are up is to a zero to one chance, but anyway we decide to make our way to the board jostling through the swarm of pretty blond sporty babes that lack the ability to do basic maths. (B/f/n) whips around and let's out a deafening squeal of joy and excitement, I roll my eyes at her over energy at 8:30 in the morning, but my negative mood is quickly changed when I hear a familiar and undeniably sexy voice brush my ear saying "you got the team, goalie too" and with a small peck on the cheek the person is gone  before I can get a clear look at their face. I bite my lip at the thought of that deep and nearly magical voice. I look at my bestie who simply grabs my hand and runs with me to registration period.

At the end of the school day (b/f/n) and I both head to the school playing field to watch the boys practice, she was drooling when one of the lads took his top off but I kept my eyes on (c/n) the whole time. He looked up at us gave us that cute mysterious smile of his and waved.
*2 boring weeks later*
I regret joining the team massively because now I have to actually do the sport. But today is a special day as a curtain someone is coming to watch the practice today.
The lights beam down on me as we're doing shooting practice but I'm shoved in goal since it's my job in the team. Time dilates and three seconds feel like thirty minutes to pass, my reactions become slower too with my increasing exhaustion. (B/f/n) took her aim, she ran up to the ball dirt flicking up behind her every passing stride, the sound of the ball being hit creates a boont sound, the ball swiftly rushes towards the corner, I leap into action and prepare to grab the ball out of its path. But the impact hits me first and hard I hear a small crunch and a trickle of blood after the ball collides with my face, immediately a burning pain lashes across the impact area. (B/f/n) sprints over with a worried and guilty look plastered across her face. I inform her that it's not her fault and that it's a simple accident, we both know we'll be able to laugh this off later. (C/n) bolts across the field shoving though the crowd with had gathered around me, he whips his tee-shirt off and wipes the blood which had run down face face from my nose, he wraps me up in his arms and helps me on my way to the first aid room with (b/f/n) and I both crying. I look up into his eyes, they are a beautiful (e/c) and are shining with a sorrowful form of sympathy and compassion. He carefully strokes my face and gently kisses my head.

*the next day* 
My nose is broken and hurts like a bitch, (b/f/n) was apologising all night then started apologising even more since I need my rest and she's keeping me up. I love her to bits but sometimes she is a bit silly.
(C/n) was waiting for me after school and and cornered me as I walked out the building, he inquired if I could go to grab coffee with him, and of course I said yes. We walk down the street and he draped his arm around my waist. His warm embrace was comforting with the pain that still rumbled through my nose. I attempt to start a conversation but he places his finger on my lips carefully avoiding my horribly swollen nose, with a shhhh sound he makes and then delicately places his soft lips on mine. As our lips brush slowly all I do is smile and blush