I can't lose you again

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*Wilhelm's pov*

" What?"

I couldn't take it anymore.

The anxiety took over my body. I burst into tears, falling to the ground. This had been the worst attack I had ever gotten. Whenever I have a panic attack, my head feels heavy, I can't breath. But this one was nothing like I've ever experienced before. I felt as if it was never going to end.

" Willie it's okay!" Simon said getting on his knees beside me.

He held my hand and rubbed it soothingly.

" It's okay I'm here, I'm here, I'm not going anywhere."

I was still sobbing uncontrollably. He lifted me up and guided me to the bed, he leaned against the frame with me in his arms.

" It's okay, breath in and out. C'mon we'll do it together."

We both took a deep breath in and out. We repeated this a few times. I calmed down a bit, but I was still sobbing. I cuddled into his chest, my tears making his hoodie wet. My arms wrapped around him , and my hands holding onto the fabric of his hoodie.
He had one hand hugging me, and one holding my head.

" It's going to be okay." He said quietly.

" We're going to be okay."

( Inspired by this fan art

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( Inspired by this fan art. I don't know the name of the artist)

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I woke up in Simons room.

Maybe this was all a terrible nightmare.

Simon walked in with the same clothes he had been wearing in my 'dream'. He had puffy eyes, like he had been crying for hours before hand. His clothes wrinkled, his tired eyes looked at me sympathetically.

" Hey, are you alright? Do you want me to get you something else? Please tell me."

It wasn't a dream.

" What happened?" I asked, rubbing my sore, red eyes from the crying.

" You passed out on your bed, I called for help and Malin came in. You went to the hospital, and slept for a few hours there. They said it was just an extreme panic attack and said that you could go back home. I convinced your parents to let you stay here."

I attempted to stand up.

" No Willie you need to rest, the doctors gave you medication that you need to sleep on."

" I don't fucking care about that right now." I said holding back fresh tears.

" She can't make me move! She just can't!"

Anger rose up in me.

" ALL SHE CARES ABOUT IS MY TITLE, NOT ME. I CAN'T MOVE TO FUCKING AMERICA!" I yelled so loudly that Simon got scared.

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