One Direction Preferences

#53- You get Hurt during a Sport

Louis: You played basketball, and you were the block or post player. You being a very big girl, meaning your height was average, weight about 140 something, and having an athletic body build with lots of muscle caused you to be very aggressive at certain times. This time happened to be the one day Louis was watching a game. You were running and dribbling down the court at a fast pace for a fast break, when you went up into the layup you got shoved out of bounds, you landed with your legs in a pretzel style, and your head came forward and slammed the floor. It created a loud echo. You got 2 foul shots out of it; you made both in and then soon subbed out to sit on the bench. When you go to the bench, the trainer took a look at your head, and took you to his office so he could do some tests with you. When you were done, you found out you possibly had a concussion. As he was going through the tests you didn't notice that Louis followed you guys. You turned to look at him, and Louis immediately said "you have a concussion, I can tell just looking at her." The trainer smiled lightly and gave you a note to explain the situation to a doctor you would be seeing.

Liam: You were a dancer at the best studio in Dublin, Ireland. Yes, you were Irish just like Niall was, and that was something that Niall and you talked about and laughed about a lot of times. Liam and the rest of the boys were at your recital while they were in Dublin for a show, so it happened to work out great. They had fans come up to them, but they were grateful that once the show started the fans allowed them to watch it quietly together. When your group came on you were suppose to do 5 fouettes after everyone did the first move to the dance. You did your first two, but your ankle gave out from under you and twisted awkwardly. You kept on dancing as if it was suppose to happen, and when you got close to the side curtain you limped off the stage quickly so the judges wouldn't notice. You saw your coach run off towards backstage, and you saw she brought the guys along with her. You sighed and let the medics take control. They picked you up and placed you on a stretcher; they set a blanket over you and held a huge bag of ice onto your ankle. You soon heard your coach, "Y/N what happened!?" she rushed over to you asking. I shrugged and started crying because the pain finally hit me. Her eyes widened and she tried to calm me down but it didn't help at all. "Aw Y/N! It's ok, don't worry, calm down, calm down, you'll be alright." I heard Liam say, he sat down next to me and hugged me tight as he rubbed his one hand up and down my arm.

Harry: "Y/N what did the doctor tell you?" Harry exclaimed with wariness laced in his voice as he ran towards you picking up the juice bottle to pour some more into your cup. He took it from you and poured it for you. You sighed and said "Harry, the doctor said not to lift more than 10 pounds, a juice bottle is not more than 10 pounds." Harry frowned and cupped your face in his hands. "I know babe, but I worry about you. I hated seeing you walk out in pain and only in a sling on medications." You smiled lightly and kissed his nose. "I know, but the sling is off, and I'm recovering, so you have to let me pick things up that are at least over 3 or 4 pounds. Agree?" Harry nodded his head slowly and then brought you in for a long kiss. 2 months ago you were in a soccer game, and someone had tripped you on accident, and it ended up with you breaking your collarbone. You had to ride in ambulance to the hospital, and your father called Harry as you were on your way there. Harry promised to be there as soon as he could, but he wasn't allowed to leave the tour until the following week. Ever since then Harry has been a little over-protective about you lifting things, or even walking.

Niall: You favorite sport was skateboarding, and with that comes a lot of sprains, scrapes, cuts, and curse words towards anything. Well this time you didn't land correctly, and you fell backwards, you put your hands back to catch your fall, but you ended up breaking your wrist. Your best guy friend brought you back to your apartment that you share with Niall; you didn't feel like using the key so you had him do it for you. When the door was open you thanked him and quickly got rid of him and wandered throughout the house searching for Niall. "NIALL!" you yelled, and in that moment you started crying about the pain and the shock was coming over your body. You heard Niall's footsteps quickly running down the stairs. When he saw you his eyes softened and he picked you up and placed you in the passenger seat gently. He quickly got in the car and started driving to the hospital. He rubbed his hand up and down your thigh telling you "it'll be ok Y/N, you're strong!" I smiled lightly at him and kissed his shoulder as he was driving.

Zayn: Ever since a little girl, you loved anything that had the word racing or race in it. So when you were allowed to become a Snowmobiler Crosser, and a normal racecar driver, you were ecstatic. The only thing is, that you can easily get hurt if you mess something up, or even if your crew messes something up. That's exactly what happened 3 weeks ago. You zipped up your suit, and quickly braided your hair and fastened the hair tie at the end of the braid. Zayn came up behind you as you finished looking in the mirror, you smiled and let him hug you from behind. "Good luck babe, I believe in you. Even though this job of yours scares the living daylights out of me." You chuckled and turned around in his arms to give him one last kiss before your race with racecars. You pulled on your helmet and buckled it tightly, you gave a thumbs up to your crew chief and started up your car and pressed on the gas. In the middle of the race the car behind you was bumped from the side which caused it's front to smash into your behind. You tried your best to make it not spin out of control, but you gave up and didn't want a messed up wrist. So you let go of the steering wheel and closed your eyes. You felt your car spinning around, and pretty soon it started to tip and once it started to tip it started to roll over and over and over more than a couple times. When it finally stopped you quickly unbuckled everything, opened the black ropes that are supposed to be windows. You waved towards the Paramedics, and quickly took your helmet showing your tears and the agony of pain on your face. Turns out your fractured your ankle, and broke your elbow, plus a concussion.