~panic attack~

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Xavier's pov

Y/n had invited me over to her dorm for the night, which I was no getting for. I love it so much when we hang out in each others dorms, it's just nice to know we're alone and safe with each other.

I got dressed, putting on a pear of grey sweats and a red t shirt, both old and ruined.

I leave my dorm, locking the door and make my way through the halls until I get to Y/n's dorm.

I knock, and she quickly opens the door, revealing her beautiful smiling face looking up at me. 'Hey baby' she says, smiling still and pulling me into a hug. 'Hey my love'.

We agreed on what movie we wanted to watch, Tangled (for the 800th time). It's her favourite movie, so every time she suggests it I let her watch it. I think it's kinda her comfort movie.

We had a bowl full of popcorn between us on the bed, and we snuggled up under the mound of blankets, stuffing our faces and giggling at the movie.

'I'm ugh just gonna head to the bathroom for a sec' Y/n says, getting out the bed and walking quickly over to the bathroom. 'Oh okay, I'll pause the movie' I say. I assume she just drank a lot and really needed to pee, so I picked up my phone to check my notifications whilst she did her business.

After around 5 minutes, she still hasn't come out, so I shout to her to make sure she's okay. 'Baby, you good in there?'. 'Uh, yeah I j-just um' she stutters over her words, sounding breathless.

'Y/n? What's going on? You sound kinda upset is everything okay love?' I ask, stood outside the bathroom door. 'Um, I don't r-really know I-I just can't really b-breathe' she manages to get her words out, and as soon as she says the last words, I start to worry. 'You can't breathe? What do you mean Y/n? Do I need to call someone wh-' 'No! No don't call anyone just, I just n-need you right now no-nothing else I don't know w-whats going on' she continues.

'Y/n my love, I'll help you okay? Can you unlock the door for me baby?' I ask her.

'Um, yeah just give m-me a second' she says and I wait patiently. I hear the lock click and open the door to see her crying, holding her chest unable to take a full breathe.

'Hey hey, it's okay, it's okay, hey my love look at me okay? Can you do that for me? Look in my eyes' I lightly hold her hands to bring her focus to me instead of her inability to breathe.

'Baby, you're gonna be okay, you're okay, are you having a panic attack again?' I ask, suspecting thats what it was. She has panic attacks every so often, and I've only ever helped her with a few as she sometimes prefers to deal with them on her own.

She nods, a look of pure fear and panic over her face. This is one of the most painful things to see that I've ever seen. The one person I love so fucking much, helpless and unable to even breathe, crying and begging for me to help her.

'My love, you're gonna be okay, I promise. Just breathe sit down here for me baby, back against the wall' I guide her to sit against the bathroom wall, making sure she's upright to help her breathe.

'Please Xavier..h-help me please' she whimpers and cries for my help and my heart breaks more with every word that exits her beautiful mouth.

'Okay love, listen to me okay? I'm gonna breathe really slow, and I need you to copy what I do okay? Can you try and do that for me?' I take her hands, looking into her tear filled eyes.

She nods again, unable to speak. I could tell she was getting worse, and if I didn't help her now it could worsen even more.

I take deep slow breaths, and she watches me carefully, trying her very best to copy what I do. I do this for a minute or two, but it doesn't seem to be making any difference.

'I-it's not w-working, p-please Xavier h-help m-me' she stumbles over her words, sobs and cries for help leaving her mouth.

'Fuck fuck fuck....' I mutter under my breath, completely lost on what to do until an idea appears in my head.

'Hey, I'm gonna try something else okay? Can you trust me baby?' I look at her as I speak. She doesn't talk, she just nods frantically. If I don't help her soon, she'll pass out. I can't let that happen.

'I'm gonna lift you up, okay love?' and with that I reach my hands under her armpits, lifting her to straddle around me like a koala as I stand up.

I carry her out the bathroom, noticing her lack of breathing isn't improving at all.

I begin to bounce her, like a baby, gently and carefully. I continue to do this for a while, stroking her back and kissing her forehead while reassuring her that she's okay a few more times.

It worked. After 5 minutes, her breathing had steadied, her sobs barely existent as a comfortable silence was rest upon us.

I continue to bounce her, in hopes that she'll fall asleep and she does. I look down at her sweet face to see her peacefully sleeping with tear stained cheeks.

Thank god.

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