Rehearsals Don't Always Go To Plan (Jade) (Requested)

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by jadesricecrispecake

by jadesricecrispecake

Summary: It's a normal rehearsal for tour when Jade gets hurt and Y/N has to look after her.
(Short one)

Perrie's POV: I'm just grabbing my water bottle when I see Claude and Jade playfighting and laughing their asses off. I laugh at the situation but immediately stop when Claude goes a bit too rough and Jade accidentally injures her knee quite badly.

We help her onto the bench and I carefully roll her sweatpant leg up to which I can see it's already swollen up.
"Does it hurt when I touch it?" I inquire before lightly touching the injury, to which I can hear her hiss in pain.
"It fucking hurts!" She complains, grimancing at her injury.
"What even happened?" Leigh-Anne asks Claude, furrowing her brows.
"We were playfighting when she landed awkwardly, her knee bending to the side." Claude explains, a apologetic look in his eyes.
"Can you stand up on it, babe?" Leigh questions Jade who just shakes her head.
"I'll get the ice." Claude tells us, hurrying out of the room.
"Could you phone Y/N as well?" I ask him and he nods.

Y/N's POV: I am just minding my business, playing on the Xbox when my phone starts ringing with a call from a unknown number, my eyebrows furrow in confusion before I pause my game and pick up the phone.
"Hello?" I greet the person on the other end.
"Y/N, it's me, Claude." Claude greets me. "Could you possibly come to the studio?"
"What's the reason?" I ask, nervously. Something has 100% happened to Jade...
"Jade's really hurt her knee and we need some help." He tells me as I slip on my shoes.
"Alright, I'm on my way." I tell him and hang up before heading to the car.

Jade's POV: I am in such agonising pain and it feels like it's getting worse every second.
"He's on his way." Claude walks back into the room, a icepack in hand.
"Cheers, Claude." Perrie thanks him, taking the icepack from him and holding it lightly against my knee which reliefs some of the pain.

The next day, back at home: My boyfriend has been at home all day, looking after me. We headed to the doctor and found out that I've just sprained my knee.
"Hey, sweetheart. You want anything at all?" He asks me, popping his head into the room.
"Cuddles?" I respond, doing the grabby hands.
"Of course, baby." He agrees and gets into bed with me. I cuddle into his chest, being careful about my leg.