6. You're beautiful

Two long hours passed.

Aaron was continuously practicing. His eyes were only darted on the net, eyeballs freezing like dead cells and his ears could only take the sound of dabs until he heard a noise behind him. His focus broke and he turned around.

He got stunned at the sight of Haya tripping over, holding her head. She was still standing there while Aaron didn't waste a second and ran across the court.

"What happened?", he wrapped his palm around her arm. Her eyes almost closed shut and she could hardly stand straight.

"Are you feeling dizzy?", he asked again as she shook her head. Without delaying much, he bent over, sliding his arm down to her thighs and another arm wrapped around her broad waist.

He lifted her in his arms while her head fell heavily against his chest. She was still in sense but mumbling.

He carried her to the locker room and made her sit on the bench.

"Water?", he brought out his water bottle which was dangling a