Tonight was supposed to be a good night, you were on a date with your boyfriend, you were bowling, it was all fun and games until you accidentally dropped the ball onto your toes.
You insisted that you were fine, but Ethan wanted you to go to the hospital just so there was no long time damage.
You were sure you had broken about three toes due to the pain.
You had already been waiting for an hour.
"Why can't we just go home we have waited over an hour" you spoke due to the boredom getting to you
"When you walk you limp, I'm sure it won't be too long to wait" he said grabbing your hand
True be told you were limping quite badly you couldn't put any pressure as it would hurt to much and you would start crying but you were not gonna admit that to Ethan.
After waiting another 30 minutes you got taken and into an X-ray where they said you had broken 3 of your toes, you got a cast and some painkillers and were aloud home.
"I'm sorry for ruining our date night, I know we don't get much of them since your move to Sheffield" your admit as you just reached the car
He moved to Sheffield on loan for a season, while you stayed in your shared apartment in London.
"Don't worry about it, I'm just glad I can spend time with you, even though I'd rather it was bowling than in hospital" you knew you were very lucky with Ethan he was too kind of this word
I'm not gonna lie he looks good it the picture up top
