TEENS : a Jahnnie fanfic

Panic attack

TW:

Johnnies pov:

Another day of school. my arms still sting from yesterday. I get up and get ready,after i get ready i check the time.. "IT'S 8:30?!" i shout. I quickly run downstairs and start to run to school,when i get there,we have a substitute,she shouts "YOU'RE LATE!" i hold my breath to not pant,and freeze up when everyone stares at me,fuck. "SIT DOWN!" I can't move. everyone looks away and i an barely able to walk to y seat but i do then sit down, Shaking, hyperventilating quietly, I feel dizzy, like i might pass out. My heart is racing and it hurts a lot, i feel like throwing up. Am i having a panic attack? fuck..my hands start to sweat, I'm on the verge of tears,biting y tongue to not cry but some tears fall down my face, luckily I'm looking down. I can't hear anything around me. Someone grabs my wrist (it hurt) and takes me somewhere.

Jakes pov:

Johnnie was late to class again,and he froze up infront of the class..ha what a loser..he sits down next to me,i look at him,he was obviously having a panic attack,he was shaking and litterially crying,trying to hide his face from the rest of the class,and he cant hear anything,i can tell because we got an instruction to get our books out and he hasn't followed the rules. I look around the room too see who could help him,but no one was friends with him in this class, I might be a cruel person,but I'm not that cruel, i raise my hand "missss?" "what?" "can i go toilet?" "no,you should've gone before you came here" "mkay then ill just piss on the floor if i really have to" i answer back "language." "its true! if you don't want your class to smell of piss then let me go!" the class laughs "okay whatever." the teacher was obviously so pissed off,thats why she let me go,i stand up,grab Johnnies wrist and i pull him to the bathroom while miss shouts at me in the distance,Johnnie looks up and wipes his tears as we enter the bathroom, "J-Jake?.." I pull him into a stall as he sniffs up.

Johnnies pov:

Jake pulls me into a bathroom stall,i sit down on the toilet seat,trying to calm down, "you okay?" Jake asks,i cant even speak "nod or shake your head" he says, i nod my head, "welp your lying." i manage to get a few words out "why do you care?..to make fun off me?!.." i start to cry "Johnnie,I'm not that cruel." "y-yeah right you lying piece of shit!.." i spit at him "i was just tryna help but if you hate me so much ill just go at this point if you can handle it yourself." "w-wait no sorry.." "..right..do you need a hug?" "from my b-bully..? no thank you.." "then how do i help you?" "i-..i don't k-..know.." i start to hyperventilate again,fuck. Jake crouches down,holds my hands and does a breathing technique and suprisingly,it helps,alot "in,,and out.." he says on repeat,slowing down my breathing. did Jake genuinely care about me? no..did he? My breathing started to calm down as i focused on him and for once, i didn't freeze up when he interacted with me,and i wasn't afraid of him. After,he wiped my tears off of my bumpy face and somehow didn't get grossed out? This was strange,really strange. he's never been this nice to me. Maybe he wasn't so bad after all? When he had wiped my tears he hugged me and rubbed my back even though i declined the hug before. I didn't hug back,but he didn't seem to care. He rubbed my back and pulled away from the hug. I stood up,looking up at him in the eyes. I barely smile "thank you". When I'm about to leave he stops me, "wait,can i get your number for the school project so we can work on it?" "yeah! yeah of course.." i wrote down my number and gave it to him.