Chapter 13

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"Perry..." I hear Harry whisper. He slightly nudges me.

"Perry Hazelwood!", the teacher literally screams my name! I wonder, since when she has be calling me! Of course I haven't had enough sleep last night. Tracey's words are still echoing in my ears.

I sit straight. "So Miss Hazelwood? How was you beauty sleep?", the teacher says, sarcastically. I look down. "Don't sit like vegetables in my class! Stop drooling and sleeping all the time! If psychology isn't your cup of tea, then you are free to leave the class!", the teacher continues. She probably has no intention to stop today. I look around but didn't find Zayn or Tracey in the class.

Amidst all those lectures and rants of the teacher my phone beeps. I swipe up and find too many messages piling up rapidly from the contact 'blackmailer'. I tap on the first.

Blackmailer :

- did you tell Tracey the truth?
- how did she react?
- did she believe you?
- why aren't you responding?
- hey! listen, you have to reply to me!
- remember the video clip?
- it will get leaked if you don't reply!

I grow too anxious reading those messages. My breathing is rapid by now, my chest aching, my throat scratching. I take a sip of water from my glass bottle. I feel really uncomfortable and don't know what the hell to do! My vision starts blurring, great. As I try to come up with something I hear a distant voice talking to me. It's the teacher again, "Perry are you even listening to what I am saying out here?"

Harry probably had sensed something was wrong and so he speaks up, "Ma'am, I guess she isn't feeling well. She's sweating badly. Her breathing isn't normal!"

He tries to calm me by rubbing my back.

"Perry, are you okay? Should I call someone?", the teacher panics now.

"No it's okay, I just need some fresh air!", I rush the words out, grab my bag and run to the door.

When I pass Harry, tears start rolling down my face and a soft sob comes out. I run through the hall for what feels like eternity and finally reach the main door, opening them and moving out. I try to take deep breathes hearing myself panting and gasping for air. I don't know what is happening. I never had breathing problems before. I unlock my phone immediately and start typing a response. My hands were terribly trembling.

Me- please, please don't leak the video. I was in the middle of a class so I couldn't reply.

Blackmailer- alright...

Me- Tracey didn't believe m

Before I could finish typing the sentence, I feel someone's hand on my shoulder. I lock my phone and turn to find Harry. "Are you okay?", Harry sounds concerned.

"Not right now, please, just not right now.", the tears continue to fall from my face and my body starts shaking uncontrollably. What the fuck is wrong with my body!

"Perry calm down. Do you often have panic attacks?" Harry asks.

What? Panic attacks? I never had panic attacks before. So is this a panic attack?

"No! I never had panic attacks!", I start sobbing. Harry gives me some pills. I take them under his assurance.

"I guess the pills will kick in any second now, they should calm you down", he says.

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