It was my first day of high school, and I was pretty nervous, but I knew most of my friends were already waiting for me, in the hall. When I arrived, it took me 5 awfully long minutes to find them, they were in a dark corner, away from everyone else. That's when I saw her for the first time, sitting on the floor, against the wall.
"She's having a panic attack" one of my friends explained.
"Leave her some space, then!" I raised my voice, so everyone standing there would listen. I sat in front of her, placing comforting hands on her knees. I told my friends to leave, and that I'd handle it. I've been having panic attacks since I was 8 years old, so I know how to handle it.
"What's your name?" I softly spoke
"Li- Liz- Lizzie" she struggled to answer.
"Alright Lizzie, I'm Y/n. Does this happen to you a lot?" I asked knowing how scary it can be when it's the first time, and you don't know what's happening to you.
"Ye-ah" she said.
"It's okay, it's normal. We're just gonna sit here, and breathe together okay?" she simply nodded. I placed my hand on her cheek to lift her face up, that when my eyes met her deep emerald green ones for the first time. Filled with tears but still, the most beautiful eyes I'd ever seen. I helped her to calm down, trying various breathing exercises, until she regained calmness.
"You should go to class" she said, now a bit more relaxed as the bell rang.
"No, I'm not leaving you here alone" I answered. I stayed until she was completely calm, and able to stand up. That's when I saw how flawless she was. I walked her to her class, then I tried to figure out where mine was. First hour was almost over, so I just waited for the bell to ring, and I explained everything to my teacher who, thankfully, understood, and didn't mark me as absent.
During lunch, I felt a hand on my shoulder, so I turned around to face Lizzie. A smiling, and happy looking Lizzie. "May I take you out for dinner?" She offered.
"Yeah... Yes, of course but... why?" I stuttered, very surprised by her offer.
"Just to thank you, for helping me. What's your dorm number?" she asked.
"127" I answered shyly.
"I'll be there at 7pm. Be ready" she gently ordered, and left as fast as she arrived. My friends were all staring at me in complete shock. Even though she was grateful because I helped her, I wasn't waiting for her to do anything like that to thank me. Honestly, she didn't even have to thank me.
The shy started getting darker, signalling me that it was almost 7pm. I was ready, and waiting for Lizzie to show up. She knocked at my door, I immediately opened, and let her in as I still needed to put my shoes on.
"I'm gonna take you to my favourite place, and dinner's on me of course" she explained as we walked to the parking lot.
'You don't have to you know..." I blushed, slightly embarrassed at the idea that she was gonna spend money for me.
"I know, I just really want to" she reassured me. She stopped in front of a car, and opened it.
"Wait you have your drivers license?" I asked, quite surprised as we weren't old enough to drive.
"No, but my sisters do, and as we look like triplets, so I kinda use it... sometimes..." she admitted with a chuckle.
"Oh, so you're a criminal" I laughed.
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IT STARTED WITH A WHISPER, Elizabeth Olsen
FanfictionAt the age of 25, Y/n Y/l/n is almost done with her psychology studies, just one more year and she will officially be a doctor in psychology. That's clearly not the way she thought her life would go, since she used to do some acting when she was you...
