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I'm scared... ⏯ H.S. Narry

Harry stared out the window of the tour bus, his heart racing as he watched the city skyline pass by. The buildings seemed to stretch endlessly into the sky, their heights sending a shiver down his spine. He tried to distract himself by focusing on the passing cars and bustling streets below, but the feeling of dread only grew stronger with each passing moment.

"Hey, Hazza, you okay?" Niall asked, noticing the tension in Harry's body.

Harry forced a smile, trying to brush off his friend's concern. "Yeah, just tired, I guess."

But Niall wasn't convinced. He knew Harry well enough to sense when something was wrong. "Come on, mate, you can tell me. What's really going on?"

Harry hesitated, chewing on his bottom lip nervously. Finally, he confessed in a low voice, "I... I'm scared of heights."

Niall's eyebrows shot up in surprise. "Seriously? But we've been on top of skyscrapers, airplanes, you name it. How have you managed?"

Harry shrugged, feeling embarrassed by his phobia. "I've always just tried to push through it, but today it's really getting to me."

Niall nodded understandingly. "Well, don't worry. We'll figure something out."

As the tour bus pulled into the venue, Harry's anxiety only intensified. The thought of performing on stage, with thousands of eyes watching him from above, made his stomach churn. He tried to focus on his breathing, attempting to calm himself down, but it was no use.

"Hey, Hazza, why don't you hang out backstage with me before the show?" Niall suggested, placing a reassuring hand on Harry's shoulder.

Harry nodded gratefully, relieved to have a distraction from his fear. Together, they retreated to the safety of the backstage area, where the chaos of the concert seemed like a distant echo.

As the time for their performance approached, Harry's nerves threatened to overwhelm him. He could hear the roar of the crowd growing louder by the minute, sending a fresh wave of panic coursing through his veins.

Niall noticed Harry's distress and pulled him into a tight hug. "You've got this, mate. Just focus on the music and block everything else out."

Harry took a deep breath, trying to steady his racing heart. With Niall's encouragement ringing in his ears, he stepped out onto the stage, the bright lights blinding him momentarily.

But as he began to sing, his fear melted away, replaced by the familiar rush of adrenaline that came with performing for their fans. For those precious moments, he was able to forget about his acrophobia and lose himself in the music.

And when the final notes of the song faded away, Harry couldn't help but smile as the crowd erupted into cheers. Despite his fear, he had conquered the stage once again, proving to himself that nothing could hold him back when he had the support of his friends by his side.