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#124: Getting Hurt Playing Hockey

Mmkay, favourite sport.

#124: Getting Hurt Playing Hockey - bandpreferences15

Harry: You grew up loving hockey. Your entire family loved it all you relatives played and so did you. Hockey was your passion and your life so when Harry had sometime off and you could share hockey with him you loved the idea. You had morning skate a few hours before your game and there were coaches on the ice with you and your teammates with some families and friends in the stands. You were skating around and doing some stretches when you looked up and saw Harry watching you. You looked over and waived as he waived back. The coach called everyone over and told you that he was splitting the team into two to have a small scrimmage before the game he picked the teams and skated to center ice. You played center and one of your best friends were your wingers. The coach dropped the puck and the game had started. A few minutes in you were behind the net as your teammate shot from the blue line before you knew it the puck was rocketing at you and before you could skate away it hit you just under the eye making you collapse to the ice holding your face. The game stopped instantly as everyone skated over to you watching as blood poured from your face onto the ice. Some of the trainers ran from the benches everyone surrounding you. Harry saw you fall to the ice and ran to the seats that were behind where you were and started beating on the glass "Y/N!!!! ARE YOU OKAY BABE?" he ran back around and found his way to the locker room waiting for you to come in he sat nervously as the trainers walked you back and sat you on the table helping you take off your helmet and pads. Harry ran over to you cupping your face and giving you a kiss "Are you okay?" "Yea just a little cut" "that's a lot more then a little cut" the trainer came over wiping off your face revealing how bad the cut was "Well looks pretty bad and you could have a possible fracture to your orbital so guess who's going to the hospital and isn't playing for the next 2 weeks" you groaned as you laid back in on the table. After a night in the emergency room it was confirmed you had a small chip out of your orbital that would leave you scratched for the next 4-6 weeks which killed you. BUt Harry was pretty happy because that meant 4-6 weeks of you two being together and him being your live in nurse. The entire time Harry was taking care of you you weren't allowed to do anything he did everything for you. He helped you change the bandages on your eye, made you anything you wanted to eat, rented movies for you to watch and made sure you knew every second of every day how gorgeous you looked even if you eyes was completely swelled shut and completely bruised.

Zayn: Even though he really didn't completely understand hockey he loved watching you play. Whatever made you happy made him happy. It was nearing the end of your season and you were playing your teams biggest rival and it was your favorite game of the season. Zayn and some other of your friends were seated right on the ice so every time you skated by you could see him cheering you on. It was the 3rd period with a little over 8 minutes left to play your team was winning by 4 and you couldn't be happier. One of the players on the other team shot the puck from the opposite side of the ice and you skated after it. You reached the defense zone and was right behind the net waiting for your teammates to make their way to you you were skating back and forth until the same player came up behind you and cross checked you. The instant she hit you you knew something was wrong you fell onto the ice right in front of Zayn. He jumped up staring at you on the ice. You felt light headed and completely out of it. Trainers ran onto the ice to help you as a small fight ensued behind you. After a few minutes the trainers were able to get you up and take you to the locker room. You knew you had a concussion something you dreaded that came be a career ending injury. You sat through the testing when the doctor told you that you had a severe concussion. Zayn ran through the doors and you told him the news. "Well it looks like you'll be out indefinitely I'm going to give you about 8 weeks then we'll retest you to see how you're coming along. Zayn helped you get out of your uniform and pads and helping you outside to take you home. The doctor gave Zayn the list of things you needed to watch out for and what you needed to do to take care of yourself and all the things you weren't allowed to do. The first night Zayn stayed up all night watching you sleep and waking you up every few hours making sure you were still okay. The next morning you woke up to breakfast in bed not allowed to move a dish or anything as he instructed you to stay in bed putting in your favorite to watch. Zayn followed doctors orders exactly you tried to tell him there's a little leeway with the rules but Zayn didn't want to hear any of it he followed the instructions exactly until he was able to nurse you back to health and get you back out on the ice.

Niall: You played defense and loved it. It was the beginning of your season and it was your first season of the first line and you were very excited. Niall decided to surprise you and come to your game without you knowing. He sat far up in the stands watching you block shots and steal pucks. The 2nd period had just started and you were out on the ice just as the puck dropped in the defensive zone. You were standing in front of the net trying to block a shot from the blue line. The puck was fired in your direction as it came towards you it dropped to the ice and hit you in the ankle as soon as it did your ankle gave out making you fall to the ice. You grabbed you ankle screaming. Trainers came and got you off the ice helping you to the locker room sliding off your skate as soon as they did you were shocked at what you saw. You ankle was already swollen beyond belief and was twisted not in a way it was suppose to be the doctor looked at it and looked up at you "Well guess who just had a puck shatter her ankle and needs pins put in it?" "fuck really" you asked "I'll call over to the hospital get you and room and surgery set up for the morning" you laid back so pissed until you heard a commotion outside the locker room "Sir you can't go back there" "Fuck if you tell me where I can't go my girlfriend is back there she just got scooped up off the ice carried back here I need to know if she's alright" 'Niall?" you thought to yourself before calling out his name. The security outside asked if you knew him when you told him you did they allwoed him to come in. you told him what happened and that you needed surgery. Niall stayed with you all night and into the morning until your surgery. He walked next to your bed holding your hand as they wheeled you back "I'll be here when you get out" he said and you were brought into the OR. About an hour later you were taken into recovery where Niall was sitting by your bedside holding your hand so he was there when you woke up. The next day you were discharged into Niall's care. He pushed you in your wheelchair out of the hospital picking you up and putting you in the car. When you got home you tried getting up on your crutches until Niall ran around picking you up and carrying you into the house setting you on the couch going back out get your crutches. He collected all the pillows he could find resting your foot high in the air getting you your computer and charger so you could have that with you and bringing you ever snack you had in your house within arms reach "Babe I'm not dying I can move around" "I want to take care of my love and treat her like a princess you take care of me when my voice craps out or my fingers are blistered to hell from the guitar no it's my turn to take care you you!"

Liam: You were skating behind the goal waiting fro someone to give you the puck when the biggest player on the other team came next to you and checked you into the board. You felt a burning sensation in your shoulder but went to continue to play. A few minutes later you were aiming for a slpashot when you threw your arm back you felt the worst pain you ever felt it felt like your shoulder was ripped off you dropped your stick holding your shoulder skating to the bench "Something's wrong" you said between shard inhales from the pain. After doctors, trainers and nurse looking at your shoulder it was decided that you had a torn rotator cuff that thankfully didn't need surgery all it needed was time to heal. The doctor wrapped it up tightly and you got changed and called Liam. Within a few minutes Liam appeared in the locker room helping you out "How did this one happen?" he was used to hockey injuries after dating you for so long and having had so many injuries "Shoulder checked" was all you had to say and he got it. The entire time your arm was immobilized you weren't allowed to move or pick up anything. You were very stubborn so you always tried to do things on your own when Liam would catch you he'd take whatever you had in your hand and tell you to go lay down. "I have a usable arm you know" "I know but the less you do that faster you'll heal and the faster you'll get back to your love aside from me of course" he said with a cheeky grin.

Louis: You're not entirely sure how it happened all you know is you were standing next to your teammate when they were hip checked their foot came up and cut your leg. Blood started gushing and that was it. 20 stitches later you were sitting on your couch with Louis watching The Notebook with a cup of tea with your legs drapped across Louis's lap as he rubbed your feet. "So how did this happen again" "they fell skate came up the end" "Ow" he said with a concerned face "I'm going to boil more water for more tea you want another?" you asked trying to get up and walk to the kitchen "Not a chance I've got it" Louis didn't want you moving at all. He wanted to take care of you in your hurt state. So for the next week you laid either in bed or on the couch while Louis asked you a million times if you needed anything and how you were feeling. You loved him being so concerned and doting on you but all you really wanted was to get your life back to normal and back out on the ice.