A/N: I am so sorry I have been able to update in a while. I have been really busy with family, and friends, and all that fun stuff. Anyways, I really hope you like this chapter… Chapter 4 should be published tonight, or tomorrow morning at the latest. This is indeed a Prory Chapter… not really the fluff, you guys want. More fluff…? In future chapters? Review. Review.. REVIEW PLEASE 3 you don't know how much I appreciate your thoughts about my chapters. Considering this is my first fan fiction, it is going well. Anyways I really hope you enjoy the chapter. xoxoxoxo

Chapter 3: Crutches

Rory POV:

"Just hold still, it won't hurt much Rory. If it does, don't worry it won't last long, okay?" She smiled, and I nodded, it wasn't as painful as it could have been, but I am not one to tolerate pain. I could feel warm tears in my eyes about to form, and I gripped the edge of the bed. I must have showed my discomfort because Prim had that worried look on her face. I closed my eyes, ready to faint, until she shook my shoulder as to signal that it was over. "See it didn't hurt that much, right? The piece of glass wasn't that big either." She smiled at me and cleaned her hands and the glass.

When she turned, I allowed myself to release a tear; it was warm, and cascaded from the left side of my face. Don't get carried away now Rory, you have to be a man about it. If she sees you crying it will make you look like you are a complete and total fool.

She turned around, with a bandage, and what looked like a medicine, probably some herbal concoction to help prevent infection. She was gentle as she smeared it to my injury, looking up at my reaction every few seconds. Most likely she was making sure I wasn't in agony, she then applied the soft bandage to my foot.

"Thank you Prim" I just managed choked out. I had to get out of there as fast as possible, otherwise things were going to get ugly, and plus my mother was expecting me with bread a half an hour ago. I sat up, and attempted to get up from the bed.

"Sorry to have to leave so soon Prim. My mother wanted me to get some bread before…I… you know… stepped on a piece of glass" She smiled at me reassuringly, as she took of the doctors jacket.

I got up from the hospital bed limping, attempting to make it to the door. Attempt obviously failed and I was sent aback a couple steps losing all balance and landing back on the bed.

Prim's laughing uncontrollably now, so much for not looking like a complete fool. "Do you need some help Rory?"

I nodded, which made her giggle more. She grabbed what looked like a pair of crutches from the small supply closet. She walked over and handed them to me. I have never used crutches before.

"Here take these; they will help you move around while your foot heals." She showed me how to operate them and took me for a test drive." It took a couple tries before I got the hang of them, but they were easier to use then limping around with only one good foot.

"Thank You Prim, once again you helped me alot" I smiled and hurriedly went for the door.

Prim POV:

He was doing fine, until he attempted to open the doorknob. He was struggling so much, it was actually kinda cute.

"Do you need anything?" I giggled more while his struggling continued.

"Um… nope, I am okay." I needed to relieve him from his misery, Still struggling with the door, I walked over and opened the door for him.

I smirked. "How is that?"

"Much better, I appreciate all the help. Thank you Dr. Everdeen." He half smiled and I laughed. As he was about to leave I grabbed his sleeve, and cleared my throat.

"Mr. Hawthorne, I would like to see you in my office in a couple days, to see how your injury is healing. " I said in my most serious, mature voice.

"Yes, doctor." He used a monotone voice. It's the same voice I would use whenever Mother would ask me to finish a chore. He left down the pathway from the doorway.

"Behave, and don't trip over your feet while you walk home. " He shook off the advice with his hand, almost falling sideways. I smiled and shut the door tightly.

I walked over to the window to see how he was fairing. He was so charming, and funny. His failed attempt at being "manly" was simply adorable. Every time I hear that boy's voice I melt, "Primrose Hawthorne," I love the ring to it, it was so mature. Prim… stop thinking like that. He would never like you, you and him are best friends. Nothing is ever going to change.

A/N: So i hope you guys liked the chapter. It's been in the making for awhile now. The next chapter will be posted soon, i promise. 3