Why Don't We Imagines and Preferences

Crutches (pre-story)// ZH

So I had a request to write how Zach exactly injured his ankle because the last chapter of this book was different situations Zach went through while on crutches. Also I want to give a huge thank you to readingonly12345 for this idea! ❤️

Oh yeah and I'm from the U.S.A. so I say soccer but if you're from somewhere that calls it football I apologize because I wrote using the term soccer.

~Your pov~
The guys were at a hotel for a few days as a break from the tour and decided they wanted to go play a little game of soccer at a nearby park. We all got dressed and headed out. The game was a small but still fun, Zach, Jack and I were against Daniel, Corbyn, and Jonah. But it was okay since I was good at soccer when I was in high school and none of the other boys really played. We played for a while until something happened, of course we couldn't have a friendly game of soccer without some hectic event. We were playing and Jonah went to get the ball from Zach but slipped doing a slide tackle move on Zach unintentionally. Zach fell in an odd way yelping on his way down. Unsure of whether it was a joke or not the guys and I stayed silent for a few seconds. Jonah got up and asked Zach, "You alright? I'm sorry." Zach said, "I don't know." Jonah offered a hand to help him up but Zach rejected laying in the ground. That event caused the rest of the guys and I to run over. I kneeled next to him as did the other boys. "Is it your leg Zach?" I asked calling him by his name which was uncommon however I was scared for him. "Yeah, mainly my ankle and behind my knee." He said hissing. "Do you want to go to the room and ice it or the emergency room." Jack said looking down at him and setting a hand on Zach's shoulder. "I mean I'd say the room but I think the ER is our best bet it really hurts." All the guys went wide eyed, Zach never usually complained about pain, ever. "Okay so ambulance or can you make it to the car?" Corbyn asked him. "Doesn't matter." Zach told them. "If he's got something wrong an ambulance is probably the best bet." Daniel said. "Jack and I will go with him," I said looking at Jack as he nodded, "Then you three can grab an Uber and meet us there?" I said saying the last part as more of a question." They all nodded and Jack called an ambulance as I kept Zach calm and Corbyn ordered an Uber.

We were riding in the ambulance, Zach freaking out a little but I held his hand as the paramedics felt at his leg making him flinch, a lot. Jack had his arm around me to comfort me, all of us had no idea what Zach had gotten himself into.

Later Zach had just gotten out of a surgery for his acl and pins in his ankle and all the guys and I were sitting in the waiting room, my head on Jack's shoulder, his arm around me. (Jack and y/n or Zach and y/n IM JOKING they're just best friends ahaha) Corbyn sat on the other side of me and Daniel and Jonah were on the end. Daniel was talking to Jonah because for hours, since the event Jonah had only blamed it on himself.

We finally got let into the room and Zach was unconscious. His leg all braced up. We all pulled in chairs near him and I pulled out my phone and opened up twitter.

@ y/n y/l/n: We had a little soccer spill today and Zach tore his acl and broke his ankle, he just had an operation on each but should reach almost full recovery. I'm praying for a speedy recovery, we love you bub! #GetWellSoonZach 💕

I scrolled for a little longer liking tweets and relying to a few as the hashtag grew. Soon enough I saw Zach's perfect brown eyes flutter open. I took his hand and asked him softly, "How do you feel bubby?" I asked wiping a few stray hairs off his forehead. "A little sore then again I can't feel my leg." He said laughing a bit. "I'm glad you're not in too much pain or anything." I told him pecking his lips.