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anxiety; dnf

prompt: anxiety attack
ship: dreamnotfound
high school au
based on what is going on in my life currently
tw/ talk of thoughts and anxiety attacks/

george could feel his throat tightening, his chest getting heavy. he couldn't think straight, everything happening at once.

he sat at his desk, tapping his finger anxiously, occasionally pulling at the sleeves of his hoodie. he then checked the clock, only 20 more minutes to go. he looked down at his paper before doodling, trying to calm himself down.

he didn't know what it was, he just knew there was something wrong with him. he then texted his mom.

i can't breathe. my throat is tight and my chest feel heavy.

he glanced at the clock again, only 5 minutes passed since he last checked. then his phone buzzed.

making an appointment, picking you up rn

george sighed. at least he doesn't have to stay in this hellhole any longer. he then texted his online friend, whom he got a crush on, dream.

george: my mom picking me up soon, idk what's wrong w me

dream: shit, lmk what's wrong pls, you're my best friend

george then heard his name being called, and he picked up his bag before making his way to the office.

he met his mom, and the two made their way to the car before driving off to the doctor.

the doctor visit was boring for george. but the doctor suggested that the matter is george's anxiety. they recommended that he start counseling before providing him with medication.

as soon as he got home, his mom started bombarding him with questions. "what's with your anxiety? are you trying to be a pill popper now? you're so messed up!"

it was messing with him. he started overthinking.

maybe it was better off. he could take his migraine medicine. take so many of it, and just go to sleep. no one will miss him.

he was about to, but then his phone buzzed. a text from dream.

dream: did you find out what's wrong? are you okay?

george: yeah, they think it's anxiety. i have to start counseling.

dream: that's good! i'm glad you're okay!

george: yeah..

he turned off his phone before laying on his bed. he broke down in tears. but then he started thinking.

i cant kill myself yet. i have dream. and who know, maybe things will work out between us someday. i cant leave yet.

and so george fell asleep, tears stain on his face, but a smile on his face as he thought of his online friend/crush.

-431 words-

a/n:
everything i said was basically true, aside from the fact ab online friends/crush. i don't really have any friends irl or online, well that i talk to often. however, you guys have been helping me w/o knowing. every time i feel down or having a breakdown, i go on wattpad and i read all your comments, and it make me happy for a moment (:

so i just want to say thank you, and i'm hoping that counseling will help me w my anxiety and my thoughts.

seriously guys, thank you. have a good day/night and stay safe, i love you guys <3