Synopsis: Y/N has an anxiety attack at Harry's concert.Tonight was the night of Harry's show at the forum.
It was the first time he was performing his latest album Fine Line and he was so excited to finally be able to share this album with his fans in the best way possible.
Y/N was so proud of Harry for all he had done but she knew he was most proud of this album and that made her so proud and happy for him.
He smiled over at his girlfriend who was sitting on the couch next to Sarah who was already dressed for the occasion.
Y/N ignored the tremble of her hand as she brushed her hair behind her ear and the beating in her chest when she smiled back.
He was wearing his classic Fine Line outfit and getting a light dusting of makeup on his face. His hair was curly and messy but he always managed to make it look professional and hot at the same time.
"How do I look?" He posed, a cheeky grin on his face.
Everyone in the room laughed at his antics but for some reason Y/N had to force the release of laughter and the smile on her face.
Something was terribly wrong.
"Y/N?" Harry spoke, finally getting Y/N's attention, "Are you okay baby? I called your name three times?"
"I-I'm okay. You look incredible! And so cute in your pink shirt." She teases, lightly pinching his cheek.
"Thank you sweet girl. You also look very, very beautiful tonight." He grabs her waist and pulls her into him.
She was wearing a lilac sweater and blue skinny jeans, it really wasn't anything that special.
Y/N rolled her eyes but kissed him anyway, use to his playful flirting after dating him for three years.
"You're on in five minutes Harry." One of the crew spoke from outside the door.
"I should get going." He says, placing a kiss to Y/N's forehead and grabbing her hand as they walked down hallways and to the side of the stage.
Gemma was smiling when she saw Y/N and Harry walk over to her. "You're going to be amazing!" She hugs her brother, "We'll be right out there cheering for you."
Y/N was too in her own head to understand what was going on. All she could hear were the cheers of the crowd as they grew louder and louder every second.
"Gimme kissy baby." Harry pouts his lips.
Y/N's face switches back to a smile and she presses her lips to his, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him into a tight embrace.
"Good luck Haz." She assures him.
Y/N follows Gemma to their seats and sits down beside her and Anne who was equally as excited to see her son play live at the forum.
Y/N let out a shaky breath but started to panic even more when the light dimmed. Her eyes darted across the room as she tried to figure out what was going on but her mind was playing tricks on her and everything just seemed too much in the moment.
Her eyes started to water when the intro to Golden started playing. She knew something was wrong when Golden made her cry. She never cried at Golden, well she did the first time she had heard it, but that was because she was overwhelmed with happy emotions from being played the album for the first time.
She could practically hear the thudding of her heart in her ears and the room was slowly starting to close in on her. She placed her hand to her heart in hopes it would grant her some relief but nothing changed.

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FanfictionBasically the life I dream of having. One-shots/imagines/blurbs about Harry Styles. Feel free to comment any requests :) Y/N - Your name because we'd be jealous if it was anyone else.