One Direction One Shots

"Sorry..?" (Unnamed Chapter)

The boys are watching a basketball game on TV, which Niall doesn't care for at all. Then, he gets a panic attack, the reason he doesn't know. The boys ask for the cause, and he tells them he doesn't know. They yell at him because they think he was trying to grab their attention from the game, causing another panic attack.

NIALL POV:
I am SO bored right now. The boys are watching a basketball game and I don't care a single bit. (A/N: Great, now I'm thinking about the time Niall hit himself in the face with a basketball.)

"Guys, I'm bored, can one of you do something with me?"

"Shut up, we're watching the game."

"Ugh."

Then, my breathing gets a little heavy.

What's going on? I know it isn't my asthma, so what could it be?

My heart starts beating faster.

Could it be... a panic attack?

"Hey, Niall finally stopped complaining," Louis says.

"Ha, yea."

There's a pause.

"Niall?"

They all turn to me and their eyes widen.

"Niall! What's happening!?"

"P-panic a-a-a-"

"A panic attack?"

I nod.

"Look it's going to be alright. Ok, tell me five things you can see."

"Uh, the TV, you, Harry, Louis, and Zayn."

"Ok, now four things you can touch."

"Um, the couch, again, you, this blanket, and the pillow here."

"Now three things you can hear."

"Um, uh, I guess the game, your voice, and... my voice..?"

"Ok, now two things you can smell."

"Your cologne and the ugly candle."

"Ha, ok, now lastly, one thing you can taste."

"Ummm, my finger..?" I ask, putting it into my mouth.

"Ew!"

We all laugh.

"You ok now?"

"Yea, thanks for helping me."

"No problem, but uh, what caused it?"

I shrug.

"Wait, was that even a real panic attack?" Louis asks.

"What, of course it was!"

"Then what caused it?"

"I don't know, I told you!"

"You were probably just trying to get our attention from the game so we would pity you."

"What? Wh-why would I do that-t?"

"Just shut up! I can't believe you would fake something like that!"

"I-I didn't," I whisper, starting to cry.

My heart starts beating fast again, and my breathing picks up.

Louis seems to notice me clutching my chest, but rolls his eyes and ignores it.

The new panic attack gets worse.

I feel a little dizzy too.

Then, black dots dance around my vision until there's nothing left.

Ten Minutes Later
NIALL POV:
I wake up with four worried faces over me.

"Niall!"

"Wh-what happened?"

"You-you passed out."

"Huh? How? Why?"

"Um, well you had a panic attack, without a trigger, so we kinda thought you were faking it to take our attention from the game. You got yelled at causing another panic attack and... yea."

"Oh," is all I say, "Sorry..?"

"Sorry? For what?"

"Um, I- the game, amn't I distracting you?"

"Niall, we don't care about the game! You are so much more important."

"I wasn't earlier..." I mumble.

"Hey! You-" Louis starts.

"It's fine Louis, we-we all know it's true..."

"Anyways, we are all so sorry, we didn't realize that panic attacks don't always have triggers. We're sorry, I don't know how we thought you were faking."

"I- it's alright."

"Are you gonna watch the game now..?" I say sadly.

"Actually," Liam starts, "how about Nando's..?"

"NANDO'S!" I shout, running out the front door.

The boys laugh and follow me into the car.

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