Follow Me Forever (a Danny Edge and Paul Zimmer Fan Fiction)

Part 4

    I parked in the underground parking and walked up the ramp. I noticed on my way out that there was a nice car, I wasn't completely sure what type it was, but it was a fushia color and looked almost like a porche. I stopped to admire it for a second and then thought how weird it would look if the owner saw me staring at it. I entered the mall at the food court. I speed walked to the gaming store, the whole way there wondering if I had enough money on my card to purchase the new Fifa game for my Xbox. As I walked in the store, the manager called out "Welcome to gamestop! What can I help you with?" "Oh shit." I murmured as I realized the manager was Jared's brother. Who, by the way, is also a creepy perve. "Hi Michael." I looked up trying to pretend I wasn't annoyed. "Well hello there Peri" he winked.

    Michael started trying to talk to me about his life and his job, not noticing how much I really didn't care. I smiled and nodded like a good person. Out of the corner of my eye I spotted a short figure with big, dark brown hair. All of a sudden, I felt a hand on my face. I snapped back and tried to push Michael away, but he was too strong. "You haven't talked to me in a while, we should hangout sometime" he whispered. "Michael I swear to god" I said, getting aggravated. He had his hand on my shoulders, and had my hands locked on his chest. I couldn't move and I started having the symptoms of a panic attack. I get them sometimes, but not since last month. "Hey is everything alright over here?" two boys, one tall and one short, both with messy hair, stood in front of us. Michael quickly released me from his grip and pulled away. "Yea dude back off we were just having some fun" he started to fidget with his hands. "Fun? Fun?  I saw what you were doing to her and it didn't look like she was having that much fun." The tall one argued as he moved closer to Michael. I could feel my throat closing up and tears rushing to my eyes. I started to breathe heavily and finally, I just sat down on the ground. I know how to handle these things, but just because I know how to handle them doesn't make it any less scary. As the blue haired one started to yell at him, the shorter one sat down with me. "Are you okay?" he asked. "Uhm... yea... I'm... fine..." I tried to say between gasps for air. "Just try to breathe everything's going to be okay." I picked my head up and looked into his green eyes. They were sparkling and had some flecks of gold on the outer portion. He scooted closer to me and wrapped me in his arms. I pulled my knees to my chest and we just sat there and rocked until I felt that the panic attack was gone. I had forgotten about the other two boys, probably arguing or even fighting, in the back. He scooted away from me, letting me have my space. He probably felt that it had passed. "I'm so sorry for this, I mean you don't even know me and you helped me. Thank you so much." I whispered to him. "My sister used to get panic attacks. Don't worry about it." He helped me stand up and I tried to regain my balance. Who even is this guy though? Should I have let him touch me? He looked familiar but still. I couldn't match it up.