Chris Sturniolo Imagines <3

Anxiety attacks

Your pov

Nick 🫧

I'm hereee

Yayyy me and Matt will be home in like 10 minutes just go on in

Kk

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I turned my car off and got out locking the doors and walking to the front door.

I opened the front door quietly and took off my shoes

I walked up the hallway and went into the living room. I stopped in my tracks when I seen Chris pacing back and forth in the living room. He hasn't looked over so I guess he hasn't noticed me yet

I opened my mouth to speak but Chris grabbed his phone and started calling someone

I heard it ring three times before anyone picked up

"Matt it's happening again" he said his voice shaking

"Sit down and do the breathing exercises we practiced I'll be home in literally 10 minutes"

"Okay"

The phone call ended and Chris tossed his phone on the couch, he continued to pace around the living room while taking deep breaths.

I want to help but It's like my feet are glued to the floor..

Chris's POV

"Sit down and do the breathing exercises we practiced I'll be home in literally 10 minutes"

"Okay"

I tossed my phone on the couch and started taking deep breathes while walking around the living room... it's not working
"Why isn't it working"

It feels like a car is parked on my chest and I can't catch my breath. This one is so much worse then the last one.

Shit shit shit

My eyes burned with tears but I know if I cry it's gonna be harder to breathe

"Hey" I heard next to me

"Y/n"

"Hi, are you okay?"

God she's beautiful, everything bad goes away when I look at her it's insane..

"Chris?"

"Sorry what"

"I asked if you're okay"

Don't cry don't cry don't cry.

"Oh my god no Chris, talk to me what happened"

Fuck this is so embarrassing

I sat down on the couch and y/n sat next to me

"It's just an anxiety attack I'll be fine"

"Did anything bring it on or did it just happen?"