Do you need some help?

Dami's pov:

She let her gaze wander around the room. It was very neat and tidy. A huge bed took a lot of space, but the room was still half-empty. A shelf with CDs was in a corner and next to it was a big stereo unit. Dami saw a bookshelf with a lot of history and biology books. There were some thrillers as well. Y/n placed Dami's bag on the ground next to her desk.

"It seems like Y/n is into thriller stories." Dami thought and watched the other girl walk to her closet.

She pulled out a black shirt and some sweatpants. Dami looked at her confused, as the other girl turned around.

"What?" Y/n asked.

"Nothing," The black-haired girl replied.

"On your shirt is blood so I borrow you some of my clothes," Y/n explained and handed her the clothes.

Dami blushed hard but took the clothing out of her hands.

"I think you have to help me change," Dami said.

Her cheeks were bright red, as Y/n nodded.

"Can you get out of your shirt on your own?" Y/n asked softly.

Dami tried, but the pain was a little too much.

"No." Dami hissed in pain.

"Okay," Y/n whispered and took her arm.

She helped her out of her shirt and Dami could feel her gaze wandering over her body.

"God, this is so embarrassing." The nerd girl thought.

Y/n's pov:

You can't help yourself, but check Dami out. 

"I have to admit she is hot." You thought.

Your gaze stopped at her bruised side.

"That must hurt." You whispered.

"You have no idea," Dami replied.

Her gaze was fixed on the ground. You took the shirt and helped her put it on. A smirk crossed your face, as you let your fingers glide over her skin. Dami looked up in surprise. You gave her a mysterious smile and she blushed again. The tension between the two of you was high as the nerd girl shyly avoided eye contact.

"Damn, she's cute." You thought.

Dami's pov:

She felt Y/n's fingers glide over her skin. Dami was surprised by the sudden touch. She looked up, just to see a mysterious smile on her crush's face. It was like back at the hospital where Y/n touched her cheek. The butterflies just didn't want to stop flying around in Dami's belly.

"Did she do it on purpose?" Dami asked herself.

"I guess you can change your pants on your own?" Y/n asked.

Dami snapped back to reality and nodded. The other girl smiled again and started to change as well. As soon as Y/n took off her shirt the heat rushed to Dami's cheeks as she tried to look away but Y/n was just too damn beautiful not to look at.

"She is so god damn hot." Dami thought, as her gaze wandered over Y/n's body.

Y/n's pov:

You could feel Dami's gaze on you. It's not like you could blame her. You knew she had a crush on you.

"I hope she is enjoying the show." You thought as you pulled your shirt over your head.

You quickly changed your pants as well and when you looked up, you met Dami's gaze. She quickly looked away, but you could see her blush.