It's a long story

Chapter II: Hot.

Me and Millie chilled on the balcony for a while. We just talked and played F, marry, Kill. It was fun.

We bumped into some friends from my old dance studio so we all kinda just hung out together. I started to get anxious, it began to feel like someone was choking me and like I wasn't getting enough oxygen so I got dizzy. I started freaking out and I got up to find the bathroom. I was looking all over for it whilst pushing down the terrifying fears lingering in my mind when I bumped into a girl who looked similar to Louis.

"Are you okay?" She asked

I couldn't get any words out because I was shaking so much that the girl just asked me point blank: "Are you having an anxiety attack?"

I nodded my head and she took me to the bathroom. She got a cold towel and pressed it on my neck whilst holding my hand to keep them from shaking.
Honestly I don't really wanna talk about how bad the anxiety attack was because I am already getting anxious just thinking about it.

When I finally got a little better I began to speak again.
"Thank you!" I said in a breathy voice.

"It's okay. What's your name?" She asked calmly

"It's Amira."

"I'm Millie but you can call me Mills, everyone does"

"Okay Mills" I answered still catching my breath.

"Wait Amira? Are you Millie's best friend?" She asked

"Ahh my biggest accomplishment." I said sarcastically

She chuckled a bit and then said " Millie was trying to get us to meet."

"Yeah, I know"

"I also used to have bad anxiety, I understand"

"Thank you, you really helped." I said

"It's okay, don't worry bout it"

"Come on, take me to Millie, we can hang out." She said smiling and helping me off the floor.

"One sec." I wiped my smudged makeup off my face

"Let's go." I said and we walked out of the bathroom and towards the balcony.

The next morning I awoke in someone's room on a bed. The sun was shining through the window and Millie was asleep on top of a desk. Yes, you read that right.

"She was probably under the influence" I thought to myself as I sat up and began chuckling.
I walked over to her and woke her up just for a second.

"Millie, Come on, go lay down on the bed." I led her to the bed and covered her up.

I had no clue who's house we were in. For a second I began to worry about my parents and how they might worry since I never came home last night. Then I found my phone plugged in and I noticed that I had messaged them saying I was staying over at Millie's. But this wasn't Millie's house so I was honestly very confused. I walked out side the room, the hall was long and there were five doors and then stairs leading down, we were on the second floor?  I opened the first door I saw.
It was a room with white walls, a bed in the center, posters on the wall, a small closet, a desk, a dresser, a mirror in the corner, and a skateboard sitting on the floor beside the bed. I walked over to the mirror and looked at myself.
My makeup wasn't on my face anymore, I must have took it off last night. It was weird because I wasn't intoxicated, I barely drank at all but I have little to no memory of the events that took place last night.
I sat down on the bed and then laid flat. I fell straight asleep. When I woke up again someone was carrying me down the stairs and they laid me on the couch. They covered me up and I slept there for around ten minutes before I got up and looked around. It was a really modern big house