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Louis came back to Harry and finally convinced Harry to wake up, they made their way over to the show
‘This is a disaster’ Harry thought to himself. They were backstage now and he still couldn’t completely pull himself out of little space.
Luckily with the adrenaline of all the fans screaming his name and the loud music blasting through the entire arena, he got a grip of himself and performed wonderfully. The problem was after the show.
He was having a panic attack. The rest of the boys wanted to go cause some mischief so they all left, including Louis. Louis came back to get his wallet when he saw Harry curled up, hands around his knees and hyperventilating,
Louis quickly texted the boys ‘change my mind, go without me’ and went straight to Harry’s rescue.
“hazza just breathe for me alright, in and out” Louis was very concerned but he’s dealt with people's panic attacks before and knew how to handle them.
His mom was a nurse and when he visited he comforted many patients waiting to hear news about their loved ones.
They continued breathing together for a while until Harry was finally reduced to soft sniffling.
“can you tell me what’s wrong, love?” Louis asked the shacking boy, he looked so young and fragile, like a frightened little boy, not a tough pop sensation.
“Wanna go home” Harry whined, almost crying again
“Im sorry darling, we can’t really leave right now. We have shows to play. I'm sorry you’re having a tough time.. You know what, how about we go back to your hotel room and watch some more movies like yesterday. We don't have to be back on the bus until the day after tomorrow.
“okay…” Harry whispered, he just wanted to sleep now.
He lifted Harry onto a nearby couch so he could be comfortable as they waited to get escorted back to the hotel. Harry had laid his head on Louis and had fallen asleep. Out of instinct, Harry's thumb started creeping its way into his mouth.
Louis had a bit of experience with this because he had younger siblings, he knew that it was unsanitary for Harry to be doing that especially considering that they just played a show with hundreds of fans throwing stuff onstage.
Then it hit him, the pacifier. Was it Harry’s? Why? Maybe it was just a comfort thing… Louis decided he wanted to test it.
Harry whined When Louis got up to go retrieve the pacifier “shhh love i'll be right back”
Louis walked towards his own bag to retrieve the pastel green pacifier. He made his way back over to Harry with a little hesitation .
“Is this yours, love?” he asked as he held the green object in the palm of his hand.
“mine!” Harry exclaimed while he reached his arms up towards the pacifier. He took it swiftly from Louis' hand and popped it into his own mouth.
“righttt” Louis was shocked but he had to admit, Harry looked adorable like this. His curls all bouncy and soft, his cheeks tinted red and eyelashes still wet from crying.
When Paul arrived to take them to the car,Harry put his hands up as he requested to be picked up.
“Erm ok haz how about you walk to the car?, I can hold your hand still if you want”
Harry was very tired and cranky from the long day and the big meltdown he had had minutes before. He put on his best ‘puppy face’ and turned to louis.
“Pweaseeeeeee”
“Ok fine i guess you win…” Louis tried to map out how he was going to carry Harry because he was still technically an adult though his attitude at the moment definitely didn't seem it.
Louis lifted Harry by the armpits first and popped out his hip a little so Harry could sit while he brought his hands under Harry and interlocked his fingers together for more stability.
He quickly grabbed a bag and threw it over his shoulder but didn't really have space for Harry's bag.
“Can you grab that bag hazza?” when Harry did Louis naturally let out a soft ‘good boy’ which surprised himself. He didn't really know why he was treating one of his best friends like a literal child, maybe it was the innocent spark in his eyes or maybe it was the actual pacifier in his mouth. Whatever it was, Louis wanted to protect him at all costs.
Louis got Harry into the car first, buckling him in then placing the bags down at their feet.
Once they arrived at their hotel room Harry was riled up and excited to watch a movie with his bestest friend Wilbur, his plush turtle. The curly haired boy ran into the hotel room and went straight to his bed where he had hidden said turtle under the pillow.
Louis was confused as to where Harry had run off too in such a hurry so he decided to follow him..
Harry decided he wanted to show off his turtle to Louis since he was already there.
“Lou! Wanna show you sumfin!” Harry tripped as he ran towards louis
Louis caught him just in time “Harry we do not run indoors!”
Harry frowned and started to tear up, he hated people being mad at him.. Especially someone like louis
“Oh no honey i didn't mean it like that i just don't want you to get hurt, i'm sorry i scared you” Louis said panicked, he’s had plenty of younger siblings he knows that face.
Harry hid himself behind his turtle conflicted on what he should do
“Oh who’s that ya got there!” Louis asked, completely distracting Harry from his previous worries.
“Dis Wilbur!, he likes to stay by me all da time!” Harry said excitedly
“nice to meet you Wilbur, do you think Hazza would want to watch a movie?”
“yes! We watchin Winnie the Pooh?
“Sure whatever you want sweetheart” Louis was whipped for the curly haired boy and he knew it.
They situated themselves on the couch under blankets with Harry’s head resting on Louis’ lap...
And that's how they spent the rest of the night, well Harry fell asleep about an hour into the movie, unable to keep his pretty eyes open anymore, he gave in to the soft blankets and warm feeling around him.
Louis was lost in his thoughts for a few hours, he had so many questions; why was Harry acting like this? It's a bit strange for him to be acting like a young child out of nowhere, considering he was constantly putting up his tough boy act.
It didn't matter much to Louis, he loved this new side of Harry.