July

Keys

TW: Implied panic attack, Mature Language.

Y/Ns POV

*ding* The low ring causes me to shift in my bed.

*ding* I start to rub my eyes from the repeated noise.

*ding*

*ding*

*ding*

what the hell.

I turn over to grab my phone from my bedside table. My teaching hand swipes nothing but air.

uhh

I open my eyes to see that my bedside table isn't there, nor was my phone.

I start patting around the bed for my phone when I realize...

these aren't my bedsheets.

I find my phone tangled up in the covers. I turn it on to see who was messaging me so much.

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SHIT

I jump out of bed and swing open the door. I feel light headed from the rush of adrenaline running through my veins.

I look around the hallways and figure out, it's Clays place??

FUCK

I race down the stairs to see Clay still sound asleep on the couch.

I can't tell if i'm breathing hard because of how fast I had just ran down the stairs or the pure fear racing in my head.

I feel for my keys in the jacket Clay had given me, and of course they aren't there.

great...

I head back up the stairs hoping my keys are somewhere in the room.

I rip the sheets off of the bed while I frantically search for me keys. I need to find them now or i'm going to be late to work.

What am I going to tell Nick? That I just slept over at some random customers house? Not to mention the customer is a very attractive dude.

Lie to him

I didn't like the thought of it but I believe it's the only way I could get away with it, besides it's not like I cheated on him.

I didn't do anything last night... right?

I step back from the absolute mess of a room I just created and realize how hard I was breathing.

I was breathing so hard it caused a sharp pain in my chest, but I couldn't stop. My head was racing with thoughts. I dropped to the ground and just let my thoughts consume me.