School bus graveyard one shots

I'm not good with these things - !platonic! Aiden + Logan

+Hurt/Comfort

Requested by- WeirdWriter79

It wasn't a calm night,

Everyone was stressed, everything was irritating.

Any small thing could set off anybody.

So maybe when somebody in the group, crashes down.

They need help getting up.

Logan's P.O.V

I couldn't take it.

The atmosphere felt to thick, as if I was drowning in tension.

Instead of proper communication, angry yells were being thrown around every time somebody spoke.

I went inside of the bus, I didn't feel like joining the argument Ashlyn and Tyler sparked up. Also the sight of that, terrible, blood red sky was making me feel particularly ill.

I knew I was crying, it didn't take a genius to figure that out.

But I'm an emotional person, so it's better to tire myself out.

That was until I noticed I couldn't breath normally, maybe I was being paranoid. But I genuinely felt the oxygen being ripped ever so carelessly from my body, and it hurt to take the much needed air again.

It felt like my throat was closing and there was nothing I could do about it.

I think somebody picked up on my struggle, because not soon after, I see Aiden, next to me crouched down.

I'm not focused on what he is saying, I just want to breath.

I feel his hand place itself on my back, and he brings me up from my curled posture, to a straighter one.

It helps a bit, just enough for me to tune into what he is saying,

"C'mon! Focus.." I open my eyes slightly, and he perks up once he catches them,

"Okay..okay! Great. alright, try to follow me 'kay?" He sounded urgent, it was unusual for him. I try my best to nod, but the tears and the lack of air are catching up to me, simple tasks are hurting.

"Breath in for 4.. I'll do it with you!" He slowly inhales, waiting for me to do the same.

Trying to felt like my lungs were going to collapse. But I know I need this,

"Out for 6." He exhaled, and so did I.

"Now again,"

We continue this for a little bit, until I feel like I can take the air in regularly.

"Oh my gosh.", I finally speak. I sounded croaked but it was better than before.

"Are you okay now?" He takes his hand off of my back, and places them in my shoulders, as if to steady me, or keep me on the ground.

"Y-yeah, uhm.. thanks Aiden," I smile up at him for a second, before returning my eyes to the ground. "You really helped."

He takes his hands off me and crosses them over his stomach, "it's no problem, I know things are getting pretty intense," he looks up slightly, trying to get a better glance outside. I'm assuming to look for Tyler and Ashlyn.

I bring my eyes up to him once more, "How'd you know I was in here?" I say, never breaking my focus on him, even as he sits down next to me.

"Before you went into the bus, you looked like you where about to explode into tears." He extends his fingers out and shakes them slightly, "I felt bad, so I went in to check up on you."

Even though, it is rather embarrassing. I feel extremely grateful, I've had panic attacks before, and trust me when I say handling them alone is not something I want to ever experience again.

Realizing I haven't responded yet, I make a small sound, just letting him know I heard him.

"Thanks, Aiden,"repeating my gratitude, I turn my head toward the floor of the bus, "you're more calming that I thought you originally where."

He laughs a little, before bringing his knees to his chest.

"Thanks?"

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I haven't done a platonic One shot in a while!