Harry Styles Sickfics

panic in the air ✈️

One Direction had just finished a tour of the US and we're heading home. They'd been away for three months and couldn't wait to get back to the UK.

There was a problem though. Harry hated flying.

He had full on panic attacks. So the Doctor suggested he needed tranquillisers to calm him down before he travelled.

They were waiting in a cornered off section in the departure lounge. Harry was pacing back and forth, biting his nails.

"Hazza, try and calm down love." Louis said quietly. "You can take your pills soon."

Harry had to take them half an hour before flying.

"Ok lads...thirty minutes to go. Harry, time to take your pills now." Paul said, getting Harry's meds out, and taking him to the side.

He handed two pills and a water bottle to Harry, who snatched them and took them quickly.

He just wanted to fall asleep and wake up back home.

He walked back to the other boys and sat down, waiting for the pills to take effect.

*****

Twenty minutes later, Harry was falling asleep.

"Thank god he has those pills. I hate seeing him so distressed." Louis said, relaxing slightly.

Things were going ok, until....

"We are sorry to announce that the 20:45 flight to London Heathrow has been delayed, due to strong winds. Please check boards for further updates." A man announced over the speakers.

"Shit!" Niall said.

"Damn it. What do we do about Harry? He can only take so many pills." Liam added.

"Well...as long as it's not too long a delay, he should be ok." Louis said, time to start praying.

*****

It was four hours later....

"I've had delays before, but this is ridiculous!" Zayn said. "We should've gone on a private plane!"

"Sit down Zayn, that's not helping." Niall said.

The flight was cancelled in the end and another one was put on for them. But it was another two hours before they got on board.

Paul carried Harry on and settled him in first class, laying him down with a blanket over him.

Louis sat next to him.

The plane took off and everything was fine. The boys were happy and on their way home at last.

Harry's tranquillisers only lasted so long, and after being in the air for five hours, they were starting to wear off.

Harry groaned and fidgeted in his seat.

"Shit...I think he's waking up." Louis said to Liam, who was sat next to him.

Liam looked across. "Damn. We'll need to give him more when he wakes, or he'll go nuts!"

"We can't! It's too soon."

"You'd rather him go crazy?"

Louis looked back to Harry.

"Wh-where..." Harry slurred.

"Damn...it's ok Harry, go back to sleep love " Louis said, trying to stay calm.

"Hmmm... Lou?"

"Yes love it's Lou. You're in bed, you're very sleepy, so close your eyes."

Harry went quiet. Phew!

"We're nowhere near home yet. He's not gonna stay asleep the whole way Li."

"Lou! Lou! Cuddle me."

Louis laughed. "Ok love, come here." He pulled Harry closer. Harry wrapped an arm over Louis' stomach. "Take your clothes off babe."

Louis gasped. Liam giggled. Niall and Zayn (who were in the seats in front) turned around laughing.

"What? No love. Not right now."

"But... Hazza wants Loulou."

"Jesus Harry, later love. Promise."

The other boys were in fits of giggles now. This was hilarious.

"Harry's horny Lou!" Harry whispered.

"Fuck Harry stop it now! NIALL STOP FILMING!"

"oh my god this is the best thing ever!" He laughed. Louis leaned over and slapped his head.

The plane suddenly hit turbulence and the fasten seatbelts sign flashed. Louis leaned over, did Harry's belt up, then his own.

"Lou...tying me up again? Mmmm"

Louis' face flushed red and heated up. "Fuck my life!" He whispered. "Never gonna hear the end of this!"

"Too right mate!" Liam laughed.

Niall and Zayn were giggling to each other in front. "I didn't know they were into that?" Zayn whispered.

The plane dipped suddenly.

"Fuck! What was that?" Harry woke up yelling, gripping the arm rests.

Oh shit!

"It's nothing Harry, just...go to sleep yeah?"

"No... we're on the plane? I don't want to be up here. Let me out!"

"Babe, you can't get off. We're miles up in the....oh erm."

"What? No! I...I don't want to..." Harry was starting to panic now, his breath was becoming laboured, he was sweating and his pulse was racing.

"Please Lou. Get me off."

Niall giggled. "Shut up Niall, it's not funny anymore." Liam warned him.

"Please." Harry was begging. "I...I don't feel well. Let me go."

"Harry look at me...here take this bag." He got a sick bag from the back of Zayn's seat and handed it to Harry's shaking hands. "Hold it up to your mouth and take deep breaths." Louis instructed him.

Harry took it and did as Louis said.

"In...out...in...out..."

"Shut up Niall!" Liam warned again, hearing Niall snigger.

Harry carried on breathing into the bag, until his eyes drooped and he passed out.

"Erm...is that good or bad?" Zayn asked.

"I don't know. Get Paul." Louis replied and he checked Harry's pulse.

That was fun.
Not done a sick fic since August.

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