Victor shrugged a bit and looked at her. "As well as I could all drugged up." He said and sighed. "I wanna go home savannah. I wanna get better because I need to play."
Victor sighed and groaned. "How long did he say?" He asked and looked over at her. "I need to be able to practice. I'm gonna lose my C." He said and hit the bed again.
Savannah looked at him, "beating your hand of things isn't going to make them heal." She scolded him. "You're going to have to take care of yourself." She said.
Victor glared at her, but he said and ran the better of the two hands down his face. "I need legs to play hockey." He mumbled and looked away. "I don't know what to do."
Savannah took his phone, "what do you want me to say?" She asked as she watched him. She had to admit that she was falling for him but she wasn't going to tell him.
Victor looked down at Savannah, biting his lip before he leaned down and kissed her gently. Victor pulled away and looked over at the poster on the wall. "Anything you wanna say to her. From me or from you." He said and bit his lip, trying to hide the blush.
Savannah felt him kiss her then kissed him back. She watched as he looked away then looked at his phone. She began to type something from him then gave him his phone back. She could tell he was nervous.
Savannah watched him, "well I told her when you'd be getting out and how you were doing." She said with a shrug. She looked at her own phone when she felt his hand on her thigh.
Victor laid back and sighed. "Savannah. You've got school tomorrow, you should head home and get some rest. I'll be okay. And you can come see me after schoo." He said and bit his lip, not looking at her.
Victor nodded. "Yea. I'm sure. I'll be okay." He looked down and leaned over, kissing her forehead. "The guys are coming over later anyway. So it's right." He insisted