Little Mix as your moms (With Some Ships)

Football injury

Hi I'm Sean James Edwards. I'm 9 years old. I'm the only child of Perrie Louise and Jade Amelia Edwards

Sean's POV:
I play forward for my local under 11's football club. Today is the cup final and if we win this we will be promoted to the highest league in under 11's here in London.  Both my mams are watching today and I wanna make them proud. Today it's us the Richmond-upon-Thames Rangers against one of the most dangerous and posh teams our age The Chelsea Chariots. Their goalkeeper is very good so we have to work extra hard.

During the match: it's currently 1-1, I scored the first goal and then soon after their midfielder Samuel Jenkins scored. I gain possession of the ball when "Bang!" I'm swept off my feet by their extremely aggressive and eldest defender Nathan "Brute" Bailey. I hit the ground quite hard and I feel a strong pain in my left shoulder.

Jade's POV: We are watching Sean when he gets basically rugby tackled by a very tall and aggressive defender. The referee does nothing about it and the match continues. The opposing team scores but I'm more worried about our son. The whistle blows and the other team celebrate whilst me and Perrie along with some of Seans teammates' parents hurry over to him.

"What hurts, angel?" Perrie asks Sean calmly.
"My shoulder really hurts mam!" He groans.
"He did hit the ground hard" one of Sean's teammates says.
"We're gonna take him to the hospital" I tell the coach.
"That's fine. You did great today, Sean. All of you did, I know we didn't win but you gave your all and tried!" Sean's coach encourages. I help Sean to his feet and over to the car. I carefully lift him onto the edge of the car boot and Perrie helps him get his boots and shin pads off.
"No matter what happened out on that field, darling. Me and your mama are proud of you, right Jade?" Perrie tells him and I nod.
"You did great out there, young man." I say and grab his water bottle. He uses his good arm to take a drink.
"Pez, babe. Can you hand me the sling?" I ask my wife and she nods. We always keep a arm sling because football does cause a lot of injuries, mostly hand and shoulder for Sean but never this bad. I help him take his football jersery off carefully and tie the sling around his neck and places his injured arm in the sling. He smiles a bit and I help him off the edge and he gets in the car.

We head to the hospital and find out that Sean has a fractured collarbone and is required to wear a splint for about 2 months.