Zayn's friends, Louis, Liam, Niall, and Harry, had noticed that they hadn't seen Zayn for quite some time. Concerned, they decided to pay him a surprise visit at his home. As they approached the front door, Liam reached into his pocket and pulled out the spare key they had for emergencies. With a shared glance, they silently agreed to let themselves in.
As they stepped into the living room, their eyes fell upon a distressing sight. Zayn was sitting on the couch, the television playing in the background, but he appeared completely detached from his surroundings. His head was turned down, hands covering his eyes, and his body trembled slightly. It was clear that something was terribly wrong.
Worried and unsure of what was happening, the friends quietly approached and sat down beside Zayn, giving him space but letting him know they were there for him. They exchanged concerned glances, silently communicating their shared confusion and concern. Minutes passed, but Zayn remained silent, lost in his own thoughts.
Feeling restless, Niall pulled out his phone and began scrolling through social media, hoping to distract himself. The others followed suit, their fingers tapping on the screens, but their attention never straying far from their troubled friend. The room was filled with the soft glow of the phone screens, contrasting with the heavy silence that hung in the air.
Suddenly, as if awoken from a deep trance, Zayn lifted his head and made eye contact with each of the boys. Without uttering a word, he abruptly stood up and swiftly left the house. Panic surged through their veins as they exchanged alarmed glances, instantly realizing something was not right.
Fearful for Zayn's well-being, they wasted no time and hurriedly followed him out into the street. After a few blocks, they found him leaning against a tree, his eyes closed, one hand on his heart, and his breathing labored as he attempted to regain control. The sight of their friend in distress broke their hearts, and they rushed to his side.
"Zayn, what happened? Are you okay?" Louis asked, his voice filled with genuine concern.
Zayn opened his eyes and offered a weak smile. "I'm sorry, guys. I just needed some fresh air," he managed to say between deep breaths.
Harry placed a comforting hand on Zayn's shoulder and said, "You don't have to apologize, mate. We were just worried about you. What happened back there?"
Zayn took a moment to gather his thoughts before speaking, his voice filled with vulnerability. "It was a panic attack. I've been dealing with them for a while now, and sometimes they just hit me out of nowhere. It's like an overwhelming wave of fear and anxiety that consumes me."
Liam nodded understandingly. "We had no idea, Zayn. We're here for you, always. But can you help us understand? What triggers your panic attacks?"
Zayn took a deep breath, his voice steady as he explained, "It's different for everyone, but for me, it's often triggered by built-up stress and overwhelming situations. My mind gets flooded with negative thoughts, and it becomes hard to breathe, to focus on anything else."
Niall chimed in, his eyes filled with empathy. "Is there anything we can do to help when you're going through an attack? How can we support you better?"
Zayn smiled gratefully at his friends' genuine concern. "Just being there for me like you were today means the world. Sometimes, having someone by my side, even in silence, makes all the difference. And if you notice me struggling, gently remind me to focus on my breath and help me ground myself. It-it really helps," he says, looking down, visibly embarrassed.
Harry wrapped an arm around Zayn, offering comfort and support. "We're in this together, mate. We'll learn more about panic attacks and how to support you. We'll be there for you whenever you need us."
Zayn's eyes welled up with tears of gratitude. "Thank you, guys. It means everything to know I have your support. I don't have to face this alone."
As they stood together under the tree, the warm breeze rustled the leaves, carrying away some of the tension that had filled the air. Zayn's friends surrounded him, their arms interlinked, offering strength and understanding. In that moment, they knew that their friendship would help Zayn navigate the darkest of times, and together, they would overcome any obstacles that came their way.
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FanfictionOmorashi, Sickfics, Hurtfics, maybe some others if you request. I don't really do age play and regression stuff. Mostly Niall and Harry Centrics. Some Zayn, Liam, and maybe a few others. I'll try to take requests. (Also, not all are really mature bu...