Broken Promises

Chapter 7

Louis POV

"Get her up!"

"Don't yell at me", Niall said, "you're the one that dropped her".

"No, I didn't. She fell".

"She fell because you dropped her".

"Okay, once you two dickheads finish arguing, can someone help me up?"

Ana was laying face down on the concrete with her arm still in that weird position. I bent down and threw her over my shoulder.

"Get me to a hospital!", she screamed.

"Wow", I turned to Niall, "she's even more annoying when she's in pain".

She rolled her eyes and continued moaning. Even though she was getting on my nerves, I did feel badly. Although I didn't drop her, she was in pain because of me. I couldn't imagine Zayn taking this lightly. He was really protective of Ana.

"Call Zayn. It's better for him to hear about this first before fans find out". 

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When we got to the hospital, they immediately admitted Ana. Niall and I waited in the waiting room.

"You know he's going to kill you, right?"

"No, he isn't. Like I said, I didn't do it on purpose. And, it's just a hurt arm. I bet it's not even broken".

"Did you see the position it was in? Of course it's broken".

"We'll see".

We sat in silence until a worried, brooding Zayn walked in.

"Where is she? What happened? What's going on?"

"Calm down", I stopped him, "she'll be fine".

"What happened?"

"Ummm, she was kinda close to finding out that Mikayla is adopted...".

"...So, you crippled my girlfriend?"

Niall snickered, and I rolled my eyes.

"No. She got freaked out whenever a dog came running beside us. She jumped on my back, and I was kinda focused on her not finding out about Mikayla".

He was getting impatient.

"OKAY. And?"

"I was trying to get her past the dog, and I jumped. Well...she didn't realize that I was jumping and tried to get down. She fell...and hit her arm".

"Is she okay?"

"She's fine. I don't think it's even broken. Sorry, Zayn. I didn't do it on purpose".

He sighed and ran his fingers through his hair.

"I know. Don't worry about it".

He greeted Niall and sat down in between us. We talked about leaving for the tour tomorrow while we waited. All of us were excited; touring was always fun for us.

"Mr. Tomlinson?", the doctor said.

We all stood up and waited for him to continue.

"She has a broken arm", he said.

"Told you", Niall muttered.

I elbowed him in the stomach.

"But, she's fine. They're putting her in a sling now. She needs to come back to be fitted for a cast in about a week. She should be out in a second".