True love doesn't just exist in fairy tales 💕

Nick's injured?

Short one again!!

No one's POV:

The next morning, Charlie wakes up to a note from Nick, saying he's gone to rugby practise and will be back in 3 hours.

Charlie's POV:

As I walk into the living area, I notice Brooke and Connor with a younger girl.

"Just- oh! Morning, Charlie!" Brooke waves me over.

I walk over to them.

"This is Sophia, by the way. She's my little sister." Brooke points to the girl.

Sophia looks up at me with a frown.

"Breakfast?" Connor asks, already turning on the oven.
"Sure, thanks." I smile at him.

~~

Brooke brought Sophia out to the shops while me and Connor watch Big Bang Theory.

"You missing Nick?" Connor asks, snapping me out of my daydream.
"Sort of. I just-"

My phone starts ringing.

Incoming call from Nick 💙

"Hello?" I ask confused.
"Charlie, give the phone to Connor!" Oliver screams.
"Oliver? What's going on?"
"Charlie, just pass the phone to Connor!"

I do as he says and give Connor my phone.

I can hear Oliver screaming something, but I don't know what.

"Where's Nick?"

"How!?"

"We'll be there in 10!!"

Connor hangs up the phone and jumps up from the couch.

"We need to go!" He grabs his car keys.
"W-Why? What's happened to Nick?" I panic.
"Oliver can tell you when we're there."

~~

We pull into a...hospital car park.

"Why are we at the hospital!?" I panic even more, anxiety taking over me.

Connor doesn't say anything, but just gets out the car and slams the door shut. He starts running towards the hospital.

I run after him

~~

After Connor's said who we're here for, Oliver meets us outside room #317.

Oliver's cheeks are damp, meaning he's been crying.

"Why are we here?" I ask, scared now.
"Nick broke his arm." Oliver looks as if he's about to explode into tears.
"W-What..."
"I didn't know how to tell you without panicking you, and I knew Connor was with you, so I thought it'd be smarter to tell him since he's got a car and I could tell you here anyway!"

I ask how Nick broke his arm and Oliver tell me that he got in an argument with one of his teammates and when they started playing, the guy Nick was arguing with, tackled Nick and when he got up, he stomped on Nick's arm and called him slurs and other stuff.

A tear escapes my eye.

"I-Is he ok?" I whisper.
"He's getting surgery."

My eyes go wide.

"S-Surgery!?"
"Yeah."

A doctor comes out and tells us that Nick's going in for surgery, so it'd be best if we waited in the cafeteria downstairs.

~~

It's been 4 hours and we hadn't heard anything, until right now.

"You 3 are here for Mr. Nicholas Nelson?" The nurse asks.
"Yes, we are."
"You are all very nice friends for waiting."

Oliver chuckles.

"Sorry, have I said something?" She looks so scared.
"No! It's just- I'm Nick's boyfriend." I'm trying to hold back laughter.
"Oh! I'm so sorry! I shouldn't have assumed!"
"No, no! It's alright."

She clears her throat.

"Your boyfriend is awake, but he's still a bit sore and a bit sleepy."

My face lights up at the thought of him being ok, but that anxiety is still there.

"Do you know what caused his injury?" She asks.
"He got in an argument with one of his teammates." Oliver looks hurt saying it.
"He plays a sport?"
"Yeah. He's been playing rugby since he was little." I add.
"Ah, so he's got in an argument and...?"
"The guy he was arguing with tackled him and stomped on his arm. He also said some...things." He looks on the edge of tears.

The nurse pouts.

"I'm so sorry that happened. I assure you he'll be ok."

I smile up at her.

"Would you like to go see him?"
"Yes, please!" Me and Oliver say in unison, resulting in a laugh from Connor and the nurse.

~~

I get to see him first, for obvious reasons.

I walk into the room and shut the door behind me.

I sit beside Nick on his bed.

"Hey." I smile down at him.
"Hey..." His voice sounds broken.
"Are you ok?"
"Mhm..."
"You sure?"

He slowly starts to sit up. He shakes his head as his eyes start to water.

"Oh, Nick..." I shuffle up closer and pull him into my arms.
"S-Sorry..." His voice is broken and his face is pale.
"Don't be."
"T-This was supposed t-to be a good week."
"That's ok."
"N-No!" He cries.

My heart shatters as he starts to list all the things he hates about himself.

"I'm so stupid! I'm so-"
"No! Stop, Nick!" It's hard not to cry.

He doesn't say anything, but just sobs into my arms.