On-Screen Lovers || Ziall Horlik [MPREG]

Chapter 5 || • Vigilance •

Narrator

The four boys walked together towards the bar and resto. It's really near so it wasn't a problem at all, the street where the company belongs to almost got everything. The said 'bar and resto' was just 4 buildings after the cafe. After moments of walking, they've arrived. Seeing tables and chairs, but there wasn't music and the atmosphere is pretty calm, just people chatting everywhere. It was evening hence the reason why there were many people. "Wait isn't this supposed to be a bar and a resto?" Louis questioned.

"Yes, but it seems like they've separated it. Look over there." Niall moved his head, gesturing to look at the side. The three other boys turned to look, and they saw another entrance door, above it was a sign saying "Bar" then an arrow pointing at the door. "Ohhhhhh." The three huffed in unison.

Then soon people starts to notice Zayn, all eyes on him as well as the group. A girl went up to them asked, "Aren't you Zayn Malik? And...You're Niall Horan?" 

The duo had no choice but to nod. "Oh my gosh! Can I take a picture?" The girl squealed as she fished out her phone. The girl left two with no choice, hell the girl didn't even bother to wait for their answer so yeah they both positioned beside at each side of the girl and smiled. Slowly, the people around them became even more, Louis and Harry struggling to keep them away from Zayn and Niall. It was like a wave people surrounded them in just a matter of seconds. Unlike earlier, the restaurant was just full of sounds from people chatting but now it was full of favors, requests and chanter of Zayn and Niall's name. Zayn and Niall just got along, at least somehow they can fulfill their fans requests and maybe dreams. But later on, the wave of people didn't decreased instead the amount increased even more. 

In the middle of taking pictures with fans, Zayn felt Niall's hold on his clothes getting tighter every second. Once they got the photo taken, Zayn turned to the boy only to see him with pained expression, his other hand clutching on his chest. "N-Niall, are you okay?" Zayn asked, concern filled his eyes. Not only Niall's hold got tighter but his chest as well, he struggled to move away but of course fans moved as well. Zayn took Niall's actions as a no. He already knew the problem, he already knew Niall. Zayn took Niall's hand, pulled him closer and reassuringly placed a hand of his on Niall's waist. He went up to Louis and Harry not letting go of Niall. "Guys, Niall's having a panic attack, I'll take him in the comfort room." He whispered against Harry's and Louis' ears. The two only nod as they calm down the fans.

Zayn ran towards the comfort room with Niall beside him. He quickly opened the door, went in and locked the door. Once he got sure the door was really locked, he faced Niall. Still, concern filled his eyes. "Niall, listen to me. Okay?" Niall tried to nod. "Breathe with me. Inhale." Zayn said and Niall gulped some air. "Exhale." Niall let out the air he took. "Again, again. Inhale." 

"Exhale." This time, it was more loud and Niall well somehow calmed down. "One last more okay? Inhale then exhale." Zayn announced and Niall obeyed. Niall slowly stood up straight. He was lucky that there was Zayn to rush to his aid, bringing him to a private place with a lot of space, but he was shocked that Zayn knew what to do, he didn't even tell him the problem. "Are you fine now?" Zayn's amber eyes meeting Niall's blue ones. "Y-yes. But how did you know I was having a panic attack?"

Now this was the time for Zayn to become nervous. He shifted his head uncomfortably trying to think of something. "Ummm...umm...I have a cousin I used to hang out with and he sometimes tends to have panic attacks." He lied.

"Ohhh. Sorry 'bout that, I'm claustrophobic that's why. I'm really glad you're there, thank you." Niall said. "You're welcome. I'm also glad that I can help." 

"Wait, I'll just wash my face. I think I look like a mess right now." The blonde boy stated. "Sure, go ahead but I think it's impossible for you to look like a mess." Zayn beamed a smile at Niall. Niall can't help to smile as well at Zayn's attempt to compliment him. He didn't replied, he just went straight to the sink and opened the faucet. He took an amount of water by his hand and applied them to his face. Seconds later, he stood up, satisfied with the refreshing feeling of the water gave him and also the cleansing of his sweat. His hands sneaked up to his pocket to find a hanky but he didn't. "Here, let me wipe it for you." He heard Zayn say and then he felt hand cupping and lifting his face. Then, Zayn started the wipe the beads of water in his face using the hanky held by his other hand.