One Direction One Shots

Zayn Hiding Inury

Louis jumps onto Zayn to wake him up and lands on his left wrist. Zayn screams, but tries to pretend it was just from the shock. He takes a shower and notices it swelling, but knows they only have practice so ignores it. During practice, the boys all have to move around, meaning they have to take their mics with them. He uses his right wrist but is told to move to the other side and use his left wrist to make it look better on stage. He tries to talk to them about it, but Liam tells him to let it go. He ends up falling to the ground in pain. He still tries to hide it and claims he just tripped. Later that day, when he can barely eat, Harry asks about it. He makes them believe it's not that bad. One more incident happens after this. Finally, from all the stress and tiredness from the day, he passes out onto the floor. When the boys, and Paul, come, looking at him, they notice how big and red his wrist is. When he wakes, he finally breaks and tells them about everything.

I regret making it his left hand, but too late, the prompt was already posted.

ZAYN POV:
I open my eyes only to see Louis hurling towards me.

He painfully lands on my wrist. I scream out in pain so he quickly gets off.

"You okay?"

"Y-yea, sorry, just a bit shocked."

"Alright, well, get your arse up, we have to leave for practice in an hour."

I fake a laugh.

God that really hurt.

I take off my clothes and hop into the shower.

Yikes, my left wrist looks like a tomato compared to my right one.

I shrug it off since practice is the only thing we have today.

After a few minutes, I get out of the shower and head to the kitchen where the rest of the boys are.

"How long until we have to leave?" I ask Liam.

"Just about ten minutes."

I nod.

I make a bowl of cereal for myself and start eating.

"You okay Zee? Don't you usually eat with your left hand for some reason?"

"Uh, um, I... I'm trying to change it! 'Cuz-cuz I thought it was kinda weird."

"Oh, alright. I thought it was kinda cute."

I shrug and continue eating.

"Alright, time to go," Liam shouts a few minutes later.

I quickly put my bowl into the sink and get into the car.

At Practice
ZAYN POV:
So far, practice has been going great. So far.

Right now I'm using my right hand to hold the mic so my wrist doesn't hurt, but management doesn't look so happy with how it's been going so far.

"Ok, ok, let's change this up a bit. What about Harry in the middle because he's got the best voice, Liam on the left and Louis on the right of him, then obviously Niall and Zayn have the worst voices," they scream at us.

Niall and I look at each other but he easily shrugs it off.

I wish I could do that.

"Mmm, Zayn, grab the mic with your left hand, it'll look better on stage."

"Uh, I-I think I'd rather not."

"Excuse me!?"

"Um-"

"Let it go," Liam whispers to me from the right.

"No!" I almost scream at him.

After a few minutes of bickering, they get what they want.