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He/You Break a Bone.

He/You Break a Bone.

Calum: Calum was teaching you how to play football (soccer) as he has always been so good at it and you wanted to learn how to play. He had taught you the correct way to kick a ball. You're not really a sporty person so this was pretty new to you. As you were running to kick the ball into the goal, you tripped over and landed on your ankle pretty badly. Calum immediately rushed over to you, coming to see if you were alright. You were clutching onto your ankle, tears escaping your eyes continuously. Calum gently removed your hand to try and take a closer look at your foot. It was swelling, quickly as well. "Shh, babe. It's ok. I got you." He tried to calm you down. He picked you up bridal style as you wrapped your arms around his neck, carrying you to the car. "I'm going to take you to the hospital, ok?" You nodded, still clutching onto your ankle as tight as you could. "Breathe, Y/N. you're gonna be ok."

Ashton: "Sh*t." He swore. You followed the direction of his voice to find him bent over in pain in front of the bedroom door. "Babe, what happened?" You panicked as you saw him in tears. You rushed over to him and cupped his face in your hands. He was holding desperately onto his left hand so you carefully took it in yours. "Shut the door on my fingers." He said through gritted teeth. You looked down at his hand to find his fingers purple and bleeding. You dragged him along to the bathroom, running them under cold water - not knowing what to do. "I'll take you to the hospital, Ash." You said as you pulled him into a hug. "I love you." He whispered as he followed you hastily to the car. A few hours later and he was dismissed from the hospital. He has broken two of his fingers but thankfully was not in too much pain anymore. The upside was that you got to see Ashton go high on the pain relief medication.

Luke: You had been browsing around, looking at a few shop for the day, simply enjoying your day off. You were walking along the side path when a reckless group of teenagers pushed into you, causing you to fall down a flight of stairs. You fell pretty hard and hit your head in the process too. You were knocked unconscious and found yourself in a hospital bed when you woke up . Your head was throbbing and you had a plaster cast on your right foot. You looked up to see your boyfriend Luke, asleep with his head resting on your legs. You moved slightly, not wanting to wake him though you did. "Hey Y/N. How you feeling?" He asked, stretching his arms above his head. "Sore." You replied with. "What happened?" You asked, sitting up. "You don't remember!" He questioned confused. You shook your head. "I remember walking along the street and turning around when I heard a bunch of "thugs" but the rest is a blur." He placed his hand on top of yours and brought his seat closer to your side. "Apparently you were walking and the so called "thugs" pushed into you and knocked you down some stairs. You got concussion and a broken leg by the way." He said laughing a bit. "So I noticed."

Michael: "It's itching!" Michael whined for about the 10th time in the last hour. You laughed as he tried sticking his fingers down the cast to itch his wrist. "That's not going to work." You shook you head. "It's unfair." He complained. "I need kisses to make me feel better." He said leaning over you. You sealed your lips, refusing to let him give you kisses. "C'mon babe. I broke my wrist and I'm in a lot of pain. The least I deserve is kisses."
"Firstly, you broke your wrist because of a stupid video game - somehow. I mean, how do you even do that? And secondly, I watched you go loopy from all the medicine and by the amount that you had, I would say you're not in pain anymore. So no Michael. No kisses for you." You giggled at him. "I'll get my kisses." He insisted. "I'd like to know how." You joked. Michael dug his fingers into your sides, causing you to errupt into a fit of laughter. He took this as the perfect opportunity to press his lips against yours. He smiles into the kiss and you kissed him back. "That's how." He teased as he pulled you on top of him. "Maybe you should break you wrist more often? You're more determined than usual."