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Ashton-Volleyball/You get injured

You were in the gym locker room getting ready for your volleyball game. You slid on your knee pads and followed Y/F/N outside and waited for your names to be called before running into the court.

"You ready?" You asked Y/F/N.

"Yup."

"The commissioner of the national volleyball league is here and I want to leave a good impression." You explain.

"Looks like he's not the only one here." She pointed to the right of you. You turned your head and saw your boyfriend Ashton standing right there on court side. You smiled excitedly. You haven't seen him in 2 months and it was a surprise to see him at your game.

He gave you a smile and waved and you did the same. His maroon bandana matched your uniform shirt.

"Alright Y/S/N has ball first. Our first server is Y/Full/N." The ref tossed you the ball and you caught it.

You moved to the corner of the court and held the ball in your left hand and pounded it into the air with your right. (Unless you're left handed). It went far over the net and you received a smile from Ashton.

The ball was hit around for a bit until everyone switched positions. The ball was served and was hit far for you to reach so you attempted to dive. Is was going fine until your knee hit the ground too hard. You heard a snap and instantly groaned.

"Y/N!!" Ashton screamed running to your side. "Can you move it." You tried but shook your head no.

You were viciously whaling and gripping your knee as he picked you up. He paid no attention to the people telling him to put you down. He ran outside toward his car.

"Baby it's ok! Everything's gonna be fine." He encouraged.

"Ashton! It hurts!" You cried as he slid you into the backs seat.

"I know. I know but I will get you to the hospital in no time." He said sliding into the drivers side and immediately pulling out of the lot. You gripped onto Ashton's hand with one of yours and your knee with the other. He sped down the street to the hospital and brought you inside.

~*~

"Well unfortunately your kneecap was dislocated and you will have to wear a knee brace for about 6 weeks. And no more volleyball." The doctor explained. Your rain of tears had died down a bit. Ashton sat in your hospital bed, holding you.

"I'll be right back with that knee brace." He says.

"I come back from tour to see you and this is what happens." Ashton pouts.

"I know I'm sorry." You tell him as the doctor walks back in the room with the knee brace and crutches.

"Now how tall are you Miss Irwin?" You furrow your eyebrows at what he just called you.

"Uh Y/H."

He adjusts the crutches and hands them to you as Ashton helps you stand.

"And you are free to go!" Just remember you'll have to come back in two weeks for another x-Ray."

"Thank you." Ashton tells him.

Your crutches click down the hallway as you enter the elevator.

"Miss Irwin?" You smirk at Ashton.

"What? Well you are mine." He laughs kissing the top of your head. You giggle.

"Now let's talk about those shorts and how glad I am that you won't be wearing them anymore."

"I know you like them though."

"And why do you think that?"

"I saw you staring at my ass you weirdo."

"I was looking at how amazing it looked in those shorts. And that's exactly why I don't want you wearing them. Like I said you're mine. Therefore that ass is mine as well." He laughed, standing in front of you and leaning down to kiss you. He lightly squeezed your bum and you gasped at his actions.

"Ashton Fletcher Irwin! You naughty little bastard!" You laughed.