elevator au - one direction

Hour one

Someone has a panic attack in this chapter. i'll put a * before it starts and when it ends!

They all stop and try to determine whether or not the elevator was moving.

It had stopped.

"Shit," Zayn mutters rubbing his hands down his face.

Harry looks longingly at the doors of the elevator, praying they would open.

Louis sighs and plops onto the floor, shaking the elevator.

Niall gasps and watches Louis lay down across Harry's feet. Harry looks down confused.

"Do you know how many people have been in this elevator? Walked on this floor?" Niall says voicing his thoughts.

Louis shrugs and Harry digs through his bag. Pulling out a thin jacket he lays it on the ground and sits down.

"We'll be here for a while..." Harry trails off, not knowing the Irish man's name.

"Niall. Niall, Horan," he says with a tight smile.

"Niall. We'll probably be here a while so we might as well get comfortable." Harry says with a smile.

Louis shifts and places his head in Harry's lap.

"Is this alright curly?" Louis asked his eyes fluttering shut.

Harry nods quickly, his cheeks red. "Y-yeah. Course," he says.

Liam and Zayn smile knowing that Harry already fancied the shorter lad. They both sit on the floor and Liam turns to Zayn.

"I don't think we ever got your name?" Liam says to him.

"My name's Zayn." he says shutting his eyes. "Never caught yours either."

"Liam." He says shaking Zayn's hand.

Harry frowns.

"Why does everyone have such cool names?" he pouts and everyone laughs at the younger man. "My name sounds like hairy. Hair-ry."

"Your hair is quite nice." Zayn comments.

Harry beams at the compliment and thanks Zayn.

The elevator suddenly shakes and everyone freezes. Everyone apart from Louis, who was now sitting up and looking around.

"No, no, no, no, no, no," Niall mutters under his breath.

This is how I'm going to die, isn't it? Niall thinks to himself.

He hadn't even tried sushi yet. Or been to Paris like he had wished.

*** His breathing became labored and his vision blurry.

"Niall are you alright, mate?" Louis asks, noticing he was breathing heavily.

Niall didn't respond. He couldn't. He couldn't breathe and he didn't know how to tell them.

"Niall. Niall, can you hear me?" Harry asks standing up.

"I think he's having a panic attack," Harry says troubled.

Louis didn't know what to do in a panic attack. He's only experienced a few himself.

"Oh shit!" Zayn says standing up with Harry.

Harry grabs his bag off the floor and begins to search for something.

The three others wait anxiously when Harry pulls out a small box.

"Niall." Harry says gently. "Niall I want you to focus on me, alright?" He says.

Niall looks at the box in his hand and back at Harry.