I Can't Believe Its You (DaveJohn AU)

Chapter Twenty-One

(( hiya again hello im back and im super sorry for not updating but im here now so enjoy my lovelys <3 ~Link))

**Johns POV**

me and Dave walk into school hand in hand, ready to take on everything. with what happened last night, he needed the comfort and reassurance. we walk to our lockers and put our stuff away. after, i grabbed him hand again as we went to first lesson. even though we're in different classes, i dont leave him. i talk to the teachers and they understand, seeing the bandaids on daves arms. i sit next to him in all the lessons, much to some girls dismay. She must like him, you think, frowning. Dave is yours and only yours. Your thoughts are interrupted with Dave taps your arm next to you. You look over. He looks uncomfortable and you realise that the whole class is looking at you and Dave. You wonder why and then look at yours and his intertwined fingers and blush a little bit but, metaphorically, stand your ground, tightening your grip on his hand. Suddenly, the teacher calls attention to the class and they all look around to him as the class starts.

Two classes later, you and Dave are walking to lunch. You walk, still hand in hand, over to where the food is served. Dave refuses to eat which worries you, seeing how skinny he is right now. You just dismissed him and bought him pizza and a brownie. You handed them over and he took them, his poker face holding strong. You just sighed and walked next to him. He looked emotionless. Like he stopped responding to everything. It scared you. After lunch, they went to music. You thought that Dave would very much enjoy this class but he just sat there all lesson, doing nothing. Literally nothing. You were starting to get worried now. It's like his emotions are trapped. You watch him very closely for the rest of the day and after school, you two walk home. Its silent and you are seriously worried now. You try as hard as you can to dismiss it but you snap. You grab him and face him towards you.

"Dave, what's up with you??" You asked forwardly, hands gripping his shoulders.

He just looks at you through his shades. You realize then. He told you about his past and everything; including his anxiety. He said his body traps him. He can't communicate. He can't because his mind doesn't want to be hurt anymore, so it mutes him. You sigh and grab his hand again, pulling him along the street to your house. You go inside and put him on the couch while you get soda, apple juice and ice cream from the kitchen and then went upstairs to get a ton of pillows, blankets and shitty romcom films.

You put the first movie on and bundle you and dave in the blankets handing him a spoon for the ice cream and the apple juice. You two just watch films in silence together. by the last movie, its late and the ice cream is gone. You both got hot under the blankets so you both took off your shirts and cuddled up. You're now laying on dave, your head settled on his bare chest, his arms around you. Its not much but its enough. He's responding again. His breathing slows and you look up. He's fast asleep. You grin and reach up to take off his shades and the your glasses and put them on the coffee table before snuggling into dave more and slowly drifting into sleep.

((Based on my personal anxiety btw mhm c: Aight thank for reading and cya later! <3 ~Link))