Panic attack - Larry Stylinson

Panic Attack Part 1

Harry's POV

Harry woke with a jolt. He was covered in sweat, and his heart was pounding. He could feel the horribly familiar sensation of his chest compressing as he struggled to breathe. He was having another panic attack. This had been happening more and more lately and he had no idea why. Anxiety never used to be a issue for him, but in the last month or so, he had been having these horrible panic attacks. Anything or nothing could set one off, and Harry hadn't told anyone about them yet. He had begun to hyperventilate, and as he cupped his shaking hands around his mouth and breathed into them he felt his vision begin to go black around the edges.

Suddenly the curtain around his bunk was pulled back and the familiar face of Louis Tomlinson AKA his best friend AKA the man he possibly loved appeared around it. His face was full of concern, and Harry tried to turn away to hide the tears now streaming down his cheeks.

"What's going on, what happened Haz?" Louis whispered

"Are you hurt?"

Harry considered telling the truth but he knew he couldn't without breaking down again.

"No I-I just had a b-bad dream, s-sorry for waking you Lou" He stuttered.

Louis frowned "It's fine love, are you ok now?"

Harry blushed at the pet name but said he was fine now.

Louis saw right through that lie as he could see the boys hand shaking under the duvet.

"Do you want me to stay?"

Harry knew he should say no, he didn't want to bother Louis more than he already had, but his heart was still pounding in his chest from the panic attack, and he knew he would be scared to go back to sleep on his own, even with four other guys on the tour bus. He smiled gratefully and rolled over. Louis climbed in beside him.

Harry couldn't sleep, but he was happy with the soft weight of Louis next to him. He watched as he smiled softly in his sleep. Harry had never questioned his sexuality before he met Louis, but during these last five years, their friendship had grown so strong and Harry wasn't sure if it was turning into something more. He knew he definitely wasn't straight, but he had had girlfriends in the past. He tried to think of girls he found attractive, but he couldn't really think of any, none that compared to the sweet creature sleeping beside him. The fans had shipped them for years, and Harry was never bothered by it, but it always seemed to make Louis uncomfortable. That's why Harry had never told Louis how he really felt, but now Harry was beginning to feel like he wanted to talk to Louis about it. If only to say that he was confused about his sexuality, Louis was his best friend and always had good advice. Harry also new that he should tell someone about his panic attacks. They did their first show of the tour the previous night and Harry had had to go off mid song because he started freaking out. He had never had stage fright before, but last night he just looked out over the crowd and suddenly felt terrified. He had told the boys he had food poisoning and had thrown up, and he went on for the rest of the show and had been fine, but Harry had a feeling that this wasn't a one time thing. He looked at the clock and saw it was 3.26, he really needed to get some sleep. He curled up next to Louis and closed his eyes.

Louis' POV

Louis opened his eyes. At first he was confused about where he was but then he registered the weight on his arm where Harry was sleeping and remembered the events of the previous night. He had been woken up to the sound of heavy breathing and crying, and had immediately gone to Harry's bunk and pulled back the curtain to find the younger boy crying and looking terrified. Louis turned to where Harry was now snoring softly, laying on Louis arm. He was frowning in his sleep. Louis hoped he wasn't having another bad dream, it must have been really bad for him to be that scared. Louis was worried about Harry. He really hadn't been himself lately, and yesterday evening, the first night of their tour, he had gone off stage in the middle of a song, which is something he'd never done before, even when he was really sick. After the show, they had all asked him what happened and he just said he had food poisoning and felt like he was gonna throw up. No one asked any more questions but Louis thought something definitely seemed wrong. He looked at Harry now, and brushed a strand of his hair away from his eyes. He really was beautiful. Not in a gay way. Just as a friend. Louis wasn't gay. Was he? He brushed the thoughts away as he focused on a more pressing matter at hand. He really needed a piss, but Harry had fallen asleep on his arm and he didn't want to wake him. He would just have to wait. He turned his head to face Harry's. Harry blinked as he finally woke up and green met blue as he saw Louis' face centimeters from his.