"So it seems to be that your wrist is sprained" The doctor said, wrapping my wrist in a bandage. "Keep this on for 5 days and it should be better. And I suggest you don't play guitar for at least a week"
"Ok thank you" I called as he walked out of the door.
I walked into the main living room, to find everyone sat on the couch, Niall was playing his guitar.
I signed and sat next to Louis.
"It’s sprained" I said, Chloe’s face dropped.
"Omg, it’s my fault. I made you practice all day, I'm so sorry" She said.
"It’s fine Chloe" I said. She signed and leaned back onto Niall.
"Niall please stop playing. It’s tempting me" I moaned as he stopped strumming his guitar.
"Here" he said passing it me.
"Na, na, na. You’re not aloud" Louis said as he took it off Niall before I could get it.
"Oh brilliant, I'm not allowed to play it, not allowed to bloody write or draw, and I have to type with one hand" I complained.
"It’s only for 5 days" Louis reassured me.
"ONLY! 5 days without my guitar" I cried.
Louis rolled his eyes. "I just wrote a new song as well" I moaned putting my head in Louis lap.
"That looks so wrong" Harry said. I lifted my head and threw a pen at him.
"Ow" he complained.
I stood up and walked upstairs. I went straight to get my guitar but it wasn't there. Louis? I thought. I went back downstairs.
"Did you find what you were looking for?" Louis asked, a grin on his face.
"No actually I didn't"
"Good, you won't find it, I've hid it" Louis said.
I leaned over the couch and grabbed his top and pulled it. "Where is it, Tomlinson?"
"Not telling" I signed and put my head on his chest.
"This week is gonna be so boring" I mumbled into his chest.
