Did We Made It?

6.

Zayn&Liam&Niall: *running in*

Louis: *I watched the boys running like children* I just can't wait to sing, there will be so much people...woah it's huge...*I say, impressed* you're okay? *I add when I saw Harry with his inhaler*

Harry: Yeah...*I took another puff*

Louis: *I know that he's not okay, but I can't force him to confess where his anxiety comes from* okay here we go...*I say with an little excitement in my voice*

Harry: *I gulped and followed him into a stadium*

Louis: *when we entered, we just saw Niall being Niall by testing the echo of that huge stadium with his "hey hooo" *

Harry: *I put inhaler into my pocket and tried the echo too with my "oh yeeeeah" *

Zayn: *I smiled. Just that deep hoarse "oooh yeaah" brought a smile on my face* Harry and Loui are here...*I looked at Liam*

Liam: they looked weird this morning, they seemed like- arg I don't know...*I reply to Zayn*

Zayn: I noticed that too. Have you seen how Loui has started carressing his hands with his thumbs? When he had panick attack?

Liam: technically, they always be tactile with each other, but yeah, do you think they talk about their strong complicity?

Zayn: sure they did. Harry had tear stains on his cheeks. And that Something Great? You remember, who wrote that, right?

Liam: that's Harry yeah, another proof. To be honest, they deserve to be together, if they feel the same way for each other, they are really cute together...

Zayn: Harry definitely loves Loui. More than anybody else. I've seen it on him since x-factor...

Niall: about what are we gossiping about? *I looked at both of the boys*

Zayn: we are talking about our favourite ship, Harry and Louis...*I confess*

Niall: you mean my favorite ship?

Zayn: yeah that ship... *I let out a laugh*

Harry: *I came closer to boys* what do you think of this place?

Niall: it's so huge...

Liam: tonight's gonna be a big concert, I literally can't wait...

Harry: and the echo...amazing...

Niall: really, it's gonna be on fire this night...

Louis: my brain is in a fucking denial right now...*I add, very impressed*

Harry: same as mine...

Louis: *I turn around and see Simon coming toward us*

Simon: okay. Perfect, that you are all here. Come with me, we have a lot of work to do...

Harry: Simon? Can I talk to you for a bit? It's important...

Simon: hum, just for two minutes Harry, like I said, we have a lot of work to do...

Louis: *I just stare at Harry, intrigued about the thing what he wants to say*

Harry: *we walked away a lil and I looked at him* I don't think that I'll be able to sing all of my high notes...

Simon: what are you talking about Harry? Come on, your voice is normal, you don't seem sick.

Harry: I'm not saying that I am sick. But my asthma has been bothering me lately...

Simon: no no you can sing, asthma can't stop you...

Harry: please Simon...

Simon: pfff, okay just for tonight, I'm gonna see if Zayn can replace you...

Harry: I can still try, but they won't be perfect...

Simon: Zayn will be able to sing the high notes. When we are on the stage, we need everything to be perfect...

Harry: o-okay...*I glued my gaze on the floor again and I walked to the stairs, what were on stage. I was so dissapointed with myself*

Louis: *we were waiting for the come back of Harry and Simon. When Harry came back, I noticed him with a closed face, and a empty gaze focused on the floor* oi, what did you guys talk about? *I ask*

Harry: I won't be singing my high notes today. My asthma is killing me...

Louis: *I put my hand on his shoulder and give him a little caress with my thumb*

Simon: exactly so Zayn, I want to ask you, if it is possible to replace Harry for high notes...

Zayn: Yeah...

Simon: okay, great. I'm gonna check the musicians if they are ready to play...

Harry: *I darted my gaze on my shoes and bit my lip to stop quiet sobs*

Zayn : I am so sorry Harry...

Harry: it's okay...I should have told you guys...

Liam: no no no...Harry stop...*I reassured him, as I saw tears in his eyes*

Niall: hey it's okay dude, it is not your fault...*I add, with a little tap on his shoulder*

Harry: can you give me a minute? *I stood up, going somewhere hidden, so they won't see me*

Louis: do you want me to come? *I ask, in case he doesn't feel good*

Harry: *I looked back at him, nodding*

Louis: *I follow him, still worried*

Harry: *when we were in the hallway, I slid to the ground with my back against the wall, having my face in my palms*

Louis: *I kneel by his side, and put my hands on his knees. I break the silence first* what's going on Harry? tell me, I'm worried...

Harry: I am such a dissapointment to this band. Fans are gonna hate me after this night and you'll probably gonna hate me too...

Louis: what the fuck are you talking about Harry? *I ask with a little anger* fans love you, they love our band, it is not because just one time you can't sing some notes. That doesn't give a reason to hate you! *I add* and I can't hate you Harry...really...

Harry: but I haven't told you about my fucking asthma and other health problems! *I bursted out* all I'm trying for, is to make you happy and destressed. But im doing the exact opposite. You're more nervous after I told you that I love you. It is visible...

Louis: *I sit in the same way as him, my back against the wall, I take his hand in mine and stare the wall in front of us* when I'm with you I'm always happy and safe Harry. It's okay that you didn't tell me about your anxiety, I just want to help you, but I don't know how...*I explain* and it's not that I am nervous...you know, hum, about us...it's just that it is new for me, I never loved a boy before, I never loved a person like I do now...*I confess*

Another chapter, another drama😭
I was literally crying!
Loads of love
~S&J
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