Usually before the concerts I let the guys hang out and have their space and I wait for the sound check and meet and greet to start but now I am always with them taking pictures of everything. I know this will get annoying but I have no say in the matter. I just try to stay in the background and let them do their thing. I try to stay focused but I feel like my face might fall off at any moment. If I get anything done I will get the fan request pictures and have someone take me to the hospital if it comes down to that. I hope it doesn’t.
To keep the pain to a minimum I have decided to pick one spot for tonight and stay in it. During the sound check they are so funny and I have to keep from laughing because it hurts too much. At one point Louis comes over to me to tell me to go to the hospital and I snap a picture right in his face. It makes him laugh so hard. I try to touch my nose to see if I can tell if it’s broken or not. I barely get my finger tips on my face and shooting pain runs through my body. I am no doctor but I am 99% sure it’s broken.
During the meet and greet I try to keep my distance from the fans while I get my pictures. I don’t want them to ask me what happened. I know my face is swollen and I must look like I got into a fight. Well I kinda did. I got into a fight with a door and lost. I feel bad for Niall because he feels so guilty. I keep telling him not to worry about it. He couldn’t have known.
After the meet and greet I follow the guys into the dressing room. ”They want behind the scenes pictures, do you think they want pictures of you guys changing?” I ask, joking.
"I’m sure they want to see. Doesn’t mean they should see," Liam says as they change out of their personal clothes and into their stage clothes. I walk out of the room and let them be. I walk into the bathroom to take a look at my face. It’s more swollen than it was earlier. It really does not look good. If I had time to put some ice on it I would to get the swelling down but I don’t have the time.
They all come out and hang out before they have to go on. Zayn comes over to me and kisses me on the forehead. I am thankful for that because I think if he kisses me anywhere else it’ll hurt. “You should go to…” he starts to say.
"If I hear the word hospital one more time I am going to scream," I interrupt. I know they’re just looking out for me but it’s so annoying. "I promise, I will go after the show. I have to set up. Have a good time out there."
"I always do."
Some how some way I got through the show. The pain is growing and I almost gave up but I am determined…or maybe stupid…possibly both. I just love my job so much. I stop at the bathroom before going to Paul to have him take me to the hospital. I look at myself in the mirror and now my face is starting to bruise. It looks really bad. I don’t want the guys to see me because I know they will worry. I text Paul to meet me outside the bathroom to take me. When he gets to me I can tell by the look on his face that it’s not good. I know they’re supposed to be traveling tonight and I am holding that up. I told Paul to just drop me off and I will rent a car and drive to Miami and he is fine with that.
After waiting for a few hours to be seen I finally get called in and get x-rays taken. The nose isn’t too crooked so I am hoping it’s not a serious break that will need surgery. the doctor comes back into the room where I am waiting and puts up the x-rays. ”You are lucky. You have a minor fracture. I will give you a prescription for some medication to maintain any pain you may encounter. Stay away from any strenuous activity that may upset the fracture. It will take about 6 weeks to heal. I know you won’t be here in 6 weeks but I do suggest where ever you are in 6 weeks to get it looked at.” He scribbles something on a prescription paper and hands that to me and his card. I thank him and head out to the parking garage. Paul sent me the location of the rental car he dropped off for me so I locate the car and then head off to a 24 hour Walgreens to get my pain meds. I know I am going to need them.
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Get Outa My Head : A One Direction Fan Fiction
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