One direction hurt/sad/sick fics - niall and harry centric

"He didn't make it" - Harry

First one shot!! Sorry if this is bad. 

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Harry's pov

Lads and i were in rehearsal when my phone started ringing. I quickly reached for my phone, which was in my pocket. 

Mom❤️

 It was 11 o'clock, i was surprised because  my mom would call me  at this time unless it was something important. "Can i answer this real quick" i asked to the lads because maybe it had something to do with my step-dad, Robin. 

They all nod because they knew my mom wouldn't call me or if it was someone else, i wouldn't open it while we were in rehearsal. 

I quickly walked out of the room and answered the phone. "Mom? What's up?" i asked but my heart broke when i heard a sob. "R-Robin" she rambled. My mind filled with bad thoughts but i pushed them away and replied. "W-what happened?" 

"He d-didn't make i-it" that sentence was enough for my heart to sink to the bottom of my stomach. 

Niall's pov

I looked over at Harry and saw he was shaking, badly. He looked like he was having a...

 panic attack. 

"Lads, its harry" i said and with that we quickly ran over him. 

Harry was now sitting down, his knees pulled up to his chest, his arms wrapping them. His head was on his arms. 

"Harry? H, calm down" i said and was about to touch him when Lou grabbed my wrist and said "don't, you will just make it worse. Don't touch him until he lets you". I looked over him and stepped back. Harry's pupils was almost as the same size as his eyes from crying. "Ni, come lets bring a water to Haz and Lou can calm him down" said Liam and grabbed my hand. We walked away, leaving Larry alone. 

Louis' pov

This is second time i have seen Harry having a panic attack. As you can guess, he doesn't really want someone to see him in his weak moment, not even me. The first time was when he read that hateful comments. 

So it really worried me to see him having a panic attack. It must have a really important/sad thing that it pushed haz to an attack. 

I crouched down in front of him. "Hazza" i said, i use it to calm him down. "Can i just touch you" 

He shook his head quickly and started to gasp for air. I knew i needed to touch him in order to calm him. "Please" i begged "I cant help you if i cant touch you" This time, he slowly nodded. 

I wrapped my arms around him in a quick movement and put his head to my chest. "It's ok, everything will be ok. Just breath Hazza. Can you do that for me?" I stroked his hair, this movement seem to calm him every time i do it. "C-continue" he mumbled, more like let out between sobs. I continued to say sweet nothings to his ear and stroked his soft curls. 

Once he seemed to calm down i pulled him away but he quickly hugged me as i did that. I hugged him back as he hold me so tight as if he ever lets me go, i would disappear.

"He's gone" he mumbled, i couldn't sense any emotion in his voice. "Who?" i asked. "Robin" he let out a sob. 

"Oh Haz" i said, not knowing what to say. "He didn't make it." he said, not letting me speak "I lost my dad, for the second time boo" a sob left his mouth. I didn't say anything, i just hold him tighter and continuing stroking his hair.