TMD: Preferences|Imagines|Oneshots 2

let me be there (a.b.) (requested)

(A/N: This oneshot was requested by 49ersFTW. I hope you like it! The song in the title is a reference to the song of the same name by Olivia Newton John. Now, on with the oneshot!)

‼️DISCLAIMER: This oneshot contains the description of a panic attack. If this subject makes you uncomfortable, please don't force yourself to read! ‼️

       I'd woken up today feeling off. I should have known it was just the prelude to something but I ignored all my usual warnings signs. Things started to get worse around third period. I noticed I was starting to feel hot and like my clothes were suddenly two sizes too small. I tried to manage my breathing but I felt like the walls were closing in. My boyfriend, Adam, seemed to notice something was amiss from his seat next to me but I was too deep to care. I quickly raised my hand and got a bathroom pass before just about running out of the classroom.

       I stumbled down the hallway a bit, using the wall to steady myself. Finding a small alcove between the lockers, I pressed my back against the wall and slowly slid down to the ground. Alone in the hallway, I felt like all the air had been sucked out of my lungs. I started to panic and pulled at my sweater collar to loosen its hold on my neck. Tears pricked my eyes and I felt like I was floating when two hands were gently placed on my shoulders.

       "It's okay, Y/N. Just breathe."

       I looked up and could just make out the hazy image of Adam crouched down in front of me. His voice sounded like I was under water. My shaking hands found his and I gripped them for dear life. 

       "Adam." I said. It was all I could get out, I was panicking so much.

       "I'm here, love. Come on, breathe for me." Adam said, his voice sounding a bit clearer as he got closer to me.

       "I-I c-can't..." I stammered, tears finally streaming down my face. A quiet sob left my lips as Adam's hands repositioned themselves to be softly holding my cheeks.

       "Yes you can. Just like this." He made a show of taking a deep breath in through his nose before slowly blowing it out of his mouth. "Come on, Y/N, I know you can do it."

       I tried to follow his example but my breath out got caught in my throat. I swallowed another sob and grabbed at Adam's wrists. I shut my eyes tight and shook my head quickly.

       "I can't!" I cried. Deep in my mind I knew crying was just making everything worse but I was too far gone for logic.

       "Yes you can! Now, breathe in." Adam said, earnestly. He pressed his forehead against mine. I slowly took in a shuddering breath. "Good! Now breathe out."

       I let out a shaky half breath half gasp. 

       "Good, love, that's so good!" Adam said, pressing a quick kiss to my forehead. "Again."

       I took in another shaky breath, guided by Adam, before letting it out again. This continued for another few minutes before I slowly started to feel the floating feeling go away. It took another few minutes before I stopped crying but Adam just smiled and wiped my tears away. After I finally started to feel like myself again, I took more confident breaths.

       "I'm s-sorry." I said, sheepishly looking up at Adam.

       Adam looked at me with a confused expression. "Sorry about what?"

       "This!" I said, gesturing to my slumped form. "This whole messed up situation! You should be in class right now. Not talking me down from a panic attack in the middle of an empty hallway-"

       "Hey." Adam interrupted me. He sat himself down beside me from his knelt position in front of me and gathered me up into his arms. "I don't care what is happening or where I am. I am always going to be there to help you. I don't care if it's 3AM. I don't care if it's in the middle of a snow storm. Hell, I don't even care if it's during a varsity hockey championship match. I am always going to be there for you because I love you." He said, softly.

       New tears sprang to my eyes but in a good way this time. "I love you too." I said.

       I wrapped my own arms around him, finally returning the embrace. Adam pressed another kiss to my forehead, lingering this time. We sat there for a few more minutes to make sure that my panic attack had really passed before standing up. I swayed slightly as I stood, the post-panic attack fatigue hitting me but Adam was there to help me stand as the bell rang.

       "Now come on. Let's get your things and then to the nurse. You could use a good nap." Adam said, chuckling.

       I chuckled as well. "Sounds good."

       With Adam's arm around my waist to help steady me, we slowly made our way back to the classroom. We explained our long absence to our teacher who gladly wrote me a pass for the nurse. As Adam and I walked to the nurse, I laid my head on his shoulder.

       "Thank you." I said, softly.

       "Always."

(A/N: Thanks again to 49ersFTW for the request! Sorry it took so long! I hope you liked it! I kind of based this on my own panic attacks but I know everyone's different. If you are suffering from panic attacks and anxiety, remember that you're not alone. Requests are open now until November 1st so send yours in when you can. That's all for now! Until next time! Thanks!!)