𝙨𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙤𝙡𝙤 𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙨

"freak out" - matt

summary!
in which nick calls you in the middle
of the night to tell you matt's 'freaking out'
and you rush over, only to find out he's
having a panic attack.

y/n's POV

i was asleep when my phone started ringing. i just groaned and hit the mute button on my phone, it was like 2:30 in the mornjng. it started ringing again but i just ignored it. it rang one more time and i finally answered. "what," i said. "i'm sorry for waking you up, but your boyfriend is freaking out and just keeps asking for you," nick said. now i felt bad. "fuck, okay, give me not even 10 minutes and i'll be there," i said, hanging up.

i quickly grabbed some clothes, and my charger, knowing i was gonna end up just staying there tonight. i rushes downstairs and grabbed my keys, going out to my car. i threw my bag into the backseat, before getting in and driving to the triplets house, thank god they only lived 5 minutes away. i made it and parked in their driveway, before running up to the front door, unlocking it and rushing inside.

"he's in his room," chris said the second he saw me, and i hurried up and rushed in there. i walked in to see nick sitting next to matt trying to calm him down. matt wasn't freaking out, he was having a panic attack. "matt," i rushed over and pulled him into me. "breathe baby, breathe, take deep breaths with me," i said. nick looked at me, "he's having a panic attack," i told him and his eyes widened. i pulled away a little from matt, but still had my arms around him, and looked at him.

"you're okay, me and nick are right here," i whispered to him. "take deep breaths with me baby, you're gonna be okay," i said, before taking some deep breaths, matt slowly doing the same. "there you go, keep going," i told him. his breathing finally slowly started going back to normal, but the tears rolling down his face would not stop. he grabbed me and pulled me as close to him as he could, and held onto me as if i'd disappear if he let go.

"i'll let you two be alone, he needs you," nick whispered to me and i nodded, before he left. i leaned down and kissed the top of his head, placing with the hair towards the back of his head, since his face was shoved into my neck. "baby, can you look at me?" i said, and he lifted his head up. "what's the matter?" i wiped the tears off his cheeks. "i don't know.. i was laying here and then i just felt.. panicky, i don't know what caused it," he told me. "that's okay baby," i told him, kissing his forehead.

"do you feel better?" i asked him. "i think a kiss would make it go away," he giggled. i shook my head and leaned down and kissed him, to which he immediately kissed back. "i love you," i told him as we pulled away. "i love you, thank you for coming, i'm sorry i woke you up," he said. "are you kidding me? you were having a panic attack, matt. don't be sorry for waking me up when you needed help." i told him. he just pulled me back into him, laying down, putting me on top of him, immediately falling back asleep.