Harry Styles Injury and Sickfics

1. Asthma attack

It is 2017 and the first live on tour show. Harry is getting ready to walk out onto stage and can hear the thousands of fans cheering him on. He looks to his mum, who is standing in the same wing as him.

Harry: do you think they'll like me?

Anne: oh baby, they're going to absolutely love you! I mean listen to them out there!

Harry and anne both laughed before the drum roll started. Anne placed a soft kiss on harry's forehead. 

Anne: go show them what you can do, i'll be here when you need me okay?

Harry nodded and he began to walk out onto stage. He could feel his heart thumping, getting faster with every other beat. His breathing became heavier the more he tried to ignore it. Breathlessly, he stumbled his way to the microphone.

Harry: hello.. london! we have a... great show for... you to-

Before he could finish, everything went blurry and he felt his legs collapsing underneath him. Mitch saw harry tumbling to the ground and sprinted over, catching him just in time. Anne also ran out, kneeling beside him.

Mitch: Harry what happened?!

Harry: can't.. breathe...

Harry's breaths were becoming thinner and more delayed.

Anne: can someone get his inhaler?! he's having an asthma attack! Harry keep breathing for me baby, you'll be okay! it's just because you're a bit panicky.

Mitch: I'll run and get his inhaler! Hang in there mate.

Harry was looking around, the blurring in his eyes fading into darkness with each breath he took. and then it all went black.

Anne: right can someone call an ambulance! he's really not breathing well and he's just passed out!

Sarah pulled her phone out of her pocket, watching shakily from her drumkit, and dialled the ambulance. about 5 minutes later, the curtains were dropped down and harry was loaded onto a stretcher. when he woke up, he was in the hospital, attached to a load of machines and a nasal oxygen canula helping him breathe.

Anne: hi baby! how are you feeling?

Harry: where am I? what happened to me?

He attempted to sit up but was gently pushed back down by anne.

Anne: just lay down okay.. you're probably exhausted! 

Harry: exhausted from what?

Anne grabbed his hand, just glad he was okay, and began to explain.

Anne: do you remember when you were 6 and you had that episode where you didn't want to go to school? and then you had to have your inhaler?

Harry: I mean vaguely..

Anne: well when you walked out on stage, do you remember much?

Harry shook his head.

Anne: that is because you had another asthma attack. they happen when you're stressed or nervous. but this one was so much worse than your last one..

Anne began to tear up, harry clutching her hand tighter.

Anne: you.. you stopped breathing for 5 minutes harry..

Harry: wait what?! mum i'm so sorry i put you through that i..

Anne: don't apologise harry, it wasn't your fault at all.

Anne pulled harry for a hug.

*authors note: sorry this is my first sickfic so it might be a little rubbish but i do hope you enjoy reading!*