My Sunshine (Waglington x Author)

Chapter Seven (Reilly's POV)

"Sunshine, Do you wanna come here for a second?" James calls from his recording room. I walk into his office, Putting my hands on his shoulders and planting a kiss on his cheek.

"Did you need anything, James?" I ask, Looking at his computer screen, He had Slender pulled up while he was looking at people's comments on his phone.

"No, Just some encouragement to play this on my stream, I hate horror games," He replies, A slight scared tone in his voice.

"Your gonna die, Scream, Yell, Shout, And did I mention die?" I giggle as he looks at me. I press my lips to his, Blocking our kiss with my hand in case he was already streaming. He chuckles when we break the kiss, Turning back to his monitor.

"Good luck babe, I'll be here to cuddle with if you need me," I say leaving the room.

Suddenly my anxiety hits me like a brick wall, Causing my entire body to shake. I lay down on the couch, Not sure what to do. Silent tears fall down my cheeks as my thoughts torment me. I hear James scream several times before he finally walks into the living room to take a break. I pretend like I'm asleep, I didn't want to tell him about my anxiety yet.

"Reilly? Why are you crying?" James questions, Sitting next to me. I sniffle, Wanting to be alone. "Sunshine?" He grabs my hand. I open my eyes, Wiping away my tears.

"Don't worry about me, Go back to your stream," I snap, Instantly feeling bad about it after seeing his hurt expression.

"Fine, If you don't want to talk about it then I won't make you. I'll be in my office," He replies in a sad or angry tone, I couldn't really tell. I hear his footsteps get quieter, I didn't go after him or anything. I just wanted to lay on the couch and do nothing.

I wake up to the sound of James voice, He was singing.

"Oh it's what you do to me, What you do to me.

Hey there Delilah, I know times are getting hard, But just believe me girl, Someday I'll pay the bills with this guitar, We'll have it good, We'll have the life we knew we would, My word is good.

Hey there Delilah, I've got so much left to say, If every song I wrote to you would take your breathe away, I'd write it all, Even more in love with me you'd fall, We'd have it all." He softly serenades, Drawing circles into my palm. I grab his hand, Kissing it before I open my eyes.

"I'm sorry I got mad at you James, I just like to be alone wh-when..." I apologize, As tears fall down my cheeks. James wipes them away, Looking at me with concern in his eyes.

"You can tell me Reilly, I won't be mad I promise," He says, Half-smiling.

"When I have... Panic-attacks," I sigh sadly, Curling into a ball and closing my eyes, I didn't want to see his reaction. I feel a pair of lips touch mine gently then pull away. I look at him, His eyes had started to water.

"You really care about me don't you?" I question, Caressing his cheek. He nods as a tear falls out of the corner of his eye.

"No one should have to go through that alone," His voice cracks, Breaking my heart. He has gone through it too.