All Chapters of You Must Love Me, My Little Cupcake: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

 Eleanor's POV.It didn't take long for the nurse to fix my wrist and wrap a bandage around it before giving me some drugs to take to speed up the healing process.Luckily it wasn't serious and she said it would be better in a few days. We thanked her and made for the swimming pool outside. The sun was blazing hot against my skin and I desperately wanted to throw myself into the swimming pool but Mrs Smith had already told me that I was going to sit out of this training and while it angered me I understood that it would be really hard to swim with a broken wrist. We both found our way back to the field as the rest of the girls just came out of the shower and took a seat just beside the girls from West High. They didn't look so bad and while I didn't want to judge a book by its cover, I knew they were going to be nice. We all greeted and their coach and o

  Eleanor's POV.  "You're such a headache," I grumbled as I stood on my feet and stretched my muscles, not knowing what to do after the awkward situation with Henry.  "I know," Henry sang as he yawned before adjusting himself properly on my bed and closed his eyes.  But I wasn't going to let him get any sleep and I took his hand as his eyes flew open and confused. "Get up, we're going to learn Algebra," I said as I pulled him up so he was in a sitting position and he grumbled sleepily. "But I don't want to, I really hate calculations," Henry said, reaching for my pillow and I pulled him up so he was standing on his feet and I ushered him to the second seat just beside mine. I turned in the lamp so the light shone on my homework that I had been doing. Henry let out a gasp. "What the hell is all this shit?" He asked as h

  Henry's POV. When I got home, a feeling of dread came over me and I pulled my bike to a stop parking just outside my home.  It was dark inside and lonely. A part of me wanted to run away and back to Eleanor's house but I knew it would make me seem like a little bitch so I took off my helmet and walked towards the porch.  I pulled open the door and I was met with darkness, the sweet scent of air freshener filled my nose and I knew the cleaning lady had arrived just this evening after I left.  I didn't bother putting on the lights as I was used to coming home to the darkness so I just navigated through the stairs and into my room, slamming the door shut behind me.  Throwing my bag on the floor, I took of my jacket and fell on my bed, closing my eyes as I reimagined Eleanor's face in my head.  I've never felt

 Henry's P.O.VThe opening game was here and I couldn't be more ready than I could be at the moment. Fixing up my boots at the locker room, Coach head in and from his face, I could tell he was fully ready himself. Everyone were gathering up their spots kit and surprisingly George had arrived late, causing Coach to tell at him."Alright everyone, listen up real quick" I fixed the lace of my boots and looked up at the coach, same as the rest of the squad."The day we have all been waiting for has arrived. Now I know many of you are nervous for the first game and indeed I gotta admit, it's only natural for every player. I need y'all to know that what ia necessary to win isn't about the strategies you are seeing here nor my ability to quickly make in good tactics. Those are just mere words and though it is part of the substance for the games, it doesn't necessarily encapsulate your ability to win the game. Last year finals was a disaster and though I ca

 Eleanor P.O.VIt wasn't till I checked the clock that I got conscious of the fact that I had been watching all of the Jimmy Fallon's show till late at night. The show itself was just captivating to watch, with the series of interviews from various celebrity. My favorite had to be the interview with Kevin Hart. Getting up from the couch, I stretched myself and decided to go sleep. Maybe Henry wouldn't be coming over like he said he would. Even though I would not admit to him, Henry's presence always made me feel warm. Passing through the rooms, I heard loud moaning and I don't know why I had to stop to check the room it was coming from. Mother wasn't around and my dad happened to have been away for close to three months.Apparently, the moaning was coming from Annie's room. Typical Annie and having sex without regard for sensitive people like me.I was about going till I heard a rather familiar voice and I decided to eavesdrop on the co