Louis' anxiety -Zianourry-

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- request from @welcumtomyfriidgeee - thank you for your request!!

this is a little different than your request, but I hope you still like it! sry if you hate it—

TW: descriptions of anxiety, panic attacks, swearing, terrible writing, their fucking management, protective Zayn ***at the end*** 

 Liam's POV-

I am sitting backstage with Louis next to me. I notice that his breathing has become irregular, and he is fidgeting with his fingers. 

"Lou, babe, what's wrong?" I ask a tad worried. I see him try and take a deep breath. "I-I'm f-fine Li," he stutters. "Obviously not. Please talk to me baby," I plead. Louis looks down. 

Harry, noticing Louis behavior, walks over to where we are sitting, and kneels beside Louis. 

"Babes, please tell us what's wrong," Harry says, pleading. 

"I-I-I just feel like I'm going to mess up," Louis whispers. 

Our expressions soften. "Lou, babe. You're going to do amazing. And if you mess up, it's not that big a deal! It happens to everyone," Harry says, trying to make Louis feel better. 

Louis nods, but his breathing becomes more labored. 

"Louis, love, you've got to try to breathe," I say. "Lou, babe, follow my breathing," Harry adds, taking an exaggerated breath. 

Louis inhales deeply. "Good job babes, keep taking deep breathes," Harry praises. 

I rub Louis' back. "Haz, babe, go find Niall and Zayn." Harry nods, and exits the room.  

I pull Louis closer to me, and press kisses to his head and neck while whispering sweet nothings to him. 

Harry comes back into the room, Zayn and Niall following behind him. 

Harry must've explained what's going on to them because they didn't ask Louis 'what's wrong.' 

"Lou babe, you're not going to mess up. You're going to do amazing! " Niall says, then adds, "We love you Lou, so much," Niall says, while leaning to kiss Louis. "He's right Lou, we love you so much," Zayn adds, pressing a kiss to Louis' nose. 

Behind us, I hear Paul clear his throat. We all blush, and look away for a second. 

"You lot are amazing boyfriends." Paul says smiling. Harry, Niall, Zayn, and I blush a deeper shade of red. "Uh, but, you boys need to be on stage in 2 minutes," Paul explains. We nod, and start to make our way to the stage. 

Zayn's POV- 

We make it to the stage. I am standing beside Louis, and I pull him closer to me and whisper, "I love you baby. You're going to smash it!" He smiles and looks down. I pull his chin up with my finger, and pull him in for a kiss. 

"MALIK! UGH! For God's sake somebody could see you!" one of your managers yells. "Fuck you!" I yell back. Before he can saying something back, we all run out onto the stage. 

***after concert***

Louis' POV- 

What the actual fuck is wrong with me! My voice was really shaking the first half of the concert, and Harry tried to comfort me. Which caused girls to scream something about Larry. Management is going to kill me for that. AND! I forgot the lyrics to "Don't Forget Where You Belong." 

Management is probably going to kick me out of the band. Or maybe they'll take away all my solos, and give them to Harry or Zayn. Or maybe the boys will finally realize how pathetic I am, and break up with me. Or -

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