Warning: Mentions of anxiety attacks.
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You had ran into the restroom, your heart felt like it was about to come out of your chest. Your knees felt weak, you hated days like these. You loved the results and when it was done but hated doing them.
It was media day.
You were one of the youngers players representing England, everyone around you took care of you. All of them took you under their wing, but none of them had seen you rush to the restroom. At least that's what you thought.
You heard the door open and you turned around.
"Hey...what's wrong..." you heard laura say. You looked at her teary eyed and shrugged holding your chest. "Come here..." laura walked closer to you and pulled you into a hug. You wrapped your arms around and her laid your head on her chest. "You're okay...you're okay.." you felt laura rub your back.
You stayed like that for a few seconds.
Media days always made you nervous, this particular day was ten times worse. You hated having the spotlight on yourself, especially if it was only you talking. You hated any sort of interview or stuff like that, you always felt the need for everything to be perfect. And you weren't feeling ready at all.
"Do you want to talk about it..." laura asked as you pulled away, you wiped your eyes and looked up at her. You shrugged, "I just...i hate media days." you said walking over to the sink. Laura followed and she smiled at you. "We all do...trust me." laura said.
That gave you a pinch of comfort.
"I just don't feel ready- i don't want to talk- i don't want to do it all alone.." you said looking into the mirror.
"Oh y/n.." laura rubbed your back. "That is understandable...hey how about we do it together?" laura offered.
"Together?" you looked at her.
"Yeah, i'll be there, by your side. I'm sure they won't mind..." laura smiled. "I know how nervous one can get in moments like these...but think of it as a free day...you could be outside sweating." laura raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah...i hate sweating..." you smiled. "I'd like it it we did it together..." you nodded.
"Okay then, don't cry...we don't want puffy eyes.." laura slightly caressed your eyes.
"Sorry..." you smiled.
"Don't be, next time, come to me or one of the other girls..you know we're always here for you." laura reassured you.
"Thank you..." you nodded.
"Come on, let's go." laura smiled and walked over to the door."
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A/N: Number 31
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