Harry Styles Sickfics

Stage heart attack

One direction were on tour again.

It seemed that's all they ever did, well, either that or recording new music and videos. They never got a break. Four years they've been doing this, non stop. It was exhausting and taking a toll on all the boys.

They all suffered from home sickness especially the youngest, Harry.

They were in the UK during a very hot spell of weather. This was the fourth night in a row of concerts with two more, before one night off. They weren't even half way through this tour.

They were all sat in the dressing room at The o2 arena in London. It was boiling hot in the room, despite the air con and fans swirling air around.

Harry laid on the couch, he was really suffering tonight. He had a headache all day that he just couldn't shift, despite taking some paracetamol.

"You gonna start getting ready now Harry?" Louis asked. He was worried at how quiet he had been all day.

Harry sighed and got up, sitting in the make up chair.

"You look very pale. You feeling alright love?" The make up artist asked.

"I'm tired and my head hurts." He grumbled.

Along with the headache, he also had a pain in his shoulder and neck. He thought he had probably just laid funny in the tour bus bunks, which were too tiny for his tall frame.

"Well...let's see if I can make you look better." She said as she went to work.

He did look better when she was finished. Then he got dressed, in his usual black skinny jeans and a plain white t shirt.

The boys were all ready to go.

Harry sat back on the couch and rested his head in his hands.

"Don't mess your hair up Haz!" Niall said, tapping Harry's shoulder.

A bell sounded, signalling them to get ready to go.

"Come on then lads. Let's give these lovely people a good show." Liam said enthusiastically.

Harry didn't want to go. He didn't move. He now had pains in his chest and could feel his heart pounding.

"Harry?" Louis said looking behind him.

Harry put a hand to his chest and grimaced.

"We need to go. Are you ok?"

He shook his head. "I don't feel well. I can't do this. My heart...my heart is beating too hard." He replied, looking up at Louis with tears in his eyes.

The other three had already got to the side of the stage.

"Take some more paracetamol and you'll be fine. As for your heart...I expect it's nerves or something. " Louis said, searching the make up table, finding the pills and handing them to Harry. He took two with some water and stood up. He felt dizzy and just...weird. But he walked with Louis to the stage anyway.

"You're late! Hurry up!" One of the management  team, Dave said.

"Can I sit this one out? I don't feel good." Harry practically begged.

"Sorry. No can do. Get on the stage. "

Arsehole.

The music started playing and they walked onto the stage. The room erupted with high pitched screams. That didn't help Harry's headache.

His heart was still pounding as he took his spot for the first song.

Through the first few songs, Louis kept looking over at Harry, making sure he was ok. Which of course, he wasn't.