Here's the next request guys. Sorry, know I haven't been writing much. I'll try to write more this week.
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Liams p.o.v.
"Good luck, you'll do fine,"
That's what Id told him as I gave him a hug. Just before he'd headed into the field and Id walked up into the stands.
The same stands that I was sitting in when it happened. Something I never thought would happen.
"Liam Payne please report down to the field," the voice came over the intercom.
Louis had been dribbling down the field, when another player had attempted to side tackle him. The player had tripped over his feet though, knocked Louis over, landing ontop of him.
The offender got up rather quickly, Louis however, did not.He lay on the ground, clutching at his knee. Then the coaches and paramedics rushed onto the field, blocking him from my view.
That's about when they called me down. I hurried to the edge of the stands and ran down the three flights of stairs. I always sit up high so I can see better.
Once I got down to the field, one of Louis's teammates ushered me over to the medic tent. I gave him a grateful nod before ducking inside.
Louis was laying on a stretcher, his fists clenched up in pain. I walked over to stand beside him and knelt down.
"Hey," I whispered.
"Hey," he answered quietly.
"You're gonna be okay," I promised, setting my hand ontop of his.
Then one of the doctors motioned for me to step outside. I gave him a nod then squeezed Louis's hand reassuringly, before following the man out of the tent.
"Nothing's broken, just a severe sprain," he explained.
"That's good," I nodded.
"He doesn't want to go to the hospital, not that they could do much good anyways," he shrugged.
"So what do I need to do?" I asked.
"Well, for now, just give him pain meds and make sure he stays off of his leg... we can get him crutches later," he told me.
"Okay, so he's good to leave now?" I questioned.
"Yeah," he nodded.
"Thank you," I added, before returning to the tent.
"No problem," he replied as the cloth door fell shut.
"Liam Im tired," Louis whined as soon as he saw me.
"That's cause of the medicine honey, lets get you home," I told him calmly.
"Okay," he agreed. I was kinda surprised he didn't fight to stay and watch the game. He must be in a lot of pain.
"You want us to wheel him out?" One of the assistants asked.
"No I'll carry him," i shrugged off the offer.
"Cmere boo, I've gotcha," I said as I slid my arms underneath his shaking, sweaty body.
He was small and light so it took almost no effort at all to carry him to the car. Getting him in the car and buckled without bending his knee, was a bit more of a challenge.
I did it though, and soon enough, we were back at his flat. After dragging him into the house, we were both exhausted.
"What do you wanna do?" I asked, sitting down beside him on the couch.
"Watch a movie," he muttered sleepily.
"What movie?" I asked, knowing that we'd both fall asleep during it.
"Spiderman," he mumbled into my shoulder.
"Spider-Man it is," i agreed as I found it on netflix.
As the movie started, Louis cuddled up to me as much as possible. He has his hurt leg staged across my legs, his head on my shoulder.
I had one arm around him, the other tracing patterns on his calf. Hes so cute like this.
Just as I predicted, Louis was asleep before the movie was half over, and I could feel myself drifting off as well. All I know is that my boys okay, and nothing else matters.
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I know it's short again and I'm sorry. I just have trouble writing louis or Harry pairings that aren't larry because I can't imagine them with anyone else. I hope it's still okay tho
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One Direction OneShots
FanfictionOne shots between any and all of the one direction boys. Fluff, preferences, imagines, sickfics, maybe even a little smut... You've been warned. Request!!!!
