Soar (Larry superhero AU)✔

Chapter 37 Rest

Zayn's Pov

We watched everything happen with shocked eyes, my own widening in realization.

He was having a panic attack.

Before anyone could really react, Louis was already up and flinging himself over the railing with his fire carrying him. Me, Liam and Niall followed him, launching ourselves down the stairs, watching as he landed to his feet gracefully, his fire shooting out and melting the black ice.

Harry was knelt to his knee, pulling at his shirt and yanking on his hair with tears streaming furiously down his face. I knew the signs. I used to have them when I was younger and I knew Harry had them from time to time. This seemed like a bad one.

Louis lunged towards Harry, smashing him to his chest, his fire dancing around them, melting the ice that was staring to form underneath Harry. Ice still crawled the walls but Louis's fire licked at them.

Me, Liam and Niall all stopped about a foot away from them, hearing Louis's incoherent whispers to Harry.

He had Harry sat on his lap even though he squirmed a bit. Louis tilted Harry's chin up, his wheezing breaths and lungs were trying desperately to take in air.

Louis knew how to help Harry through his panic attacks. He was the only one who could calm Harry down. Louis just had that effect on Harry ever since they started in highschool when Harry was bullied.

Louis took exaggerated breaths and Harry seemed to be listening, his chest slowing down as he started to breathe more regularly. Harry no longer yanked on his hair or shirt, tears drying to his face. His eyes were dark but as Louis held him, they grew back to that light green.

He closed them, breathing heavily but regularly through his opened mouth. He fell limp in Louis's arms, Louis holding onto him tightly.

"You alright, h?" Niall stepped forward, me and Liam following suit as we walked around to face Louis. Harry cracked an eye before nodding and closing it again.

"I knew it would happen," he whispered.

"What would?" Liam asked gently. Louis said nothing, only caressed Harry's hair gently while listening.

"I would feel it. I was worried I would lose control. It just," Harry shook his head, eyes opening to stare up at the ceiling.

"Love, you don't need to explain. You're alright now, yes?" Louis said, his voice lighter than a feather. Harry nodded, looking up towards him.

He hummed. "Thats all that matters. You didn't lose control, you didn't hurt us. But now its time to rest easy. I don't think its a good idea to use your power for awhile."

Harry jerked. "But what if-"

"No," Louis stared at Harry, his eyes simmering. His voice was firm, meaning he knew what Harry was going to ask but he wasn't going to let him, leaving no room for negotiation.

Harry huffed in annoyance but didn't say anything as he settled back down in Louis's arms.

"M'tired," he breathed.

I clicked my tongue. "I'm sure."

He chuckled dryly but didn't say anything.

"Harry, are you alright now?" Layla called down.

Harry glanced up, his head lulling. "M'fine. Just tired now."

"Can you stand, love? Or do you need me to carry you?" Louis asked, his hand sneaking and stroking alongside Harry's back. The gesture didn't shock me but it felt way too intimate. I glanced at Liam to see his eyes on the gesture too with a rising eyebrow.