Youtuber One-shots

Calm.

*Troye's POV*

I shouldn't be so scared.

Why am I so scared?

I jump again as I hear another clap of thunder, lightning following close behind.

More tears fall down my face and I shake as I try to wrap myself deeper into a blanket of Tyler's.

The thunder doesn't stop.

It continually resonates in my ears, making me shut my eyes tighter.

My breathing gets even more unsteady as each second passes, and suddenly I'm thrown into silent, white room.

No.

No, not again.

This can't happen again.

Please.

Dead silence surrounds me, but suddenly I hear loud laughing in my ears, followed by screams and cries.

What am I to do at this point?

I can't stop a panic attack.

I've never encountered one this bad, either.

It's usually faint laughter, screams, crying. But this time it feels as though those sounds are surrounding me; filling my head with disembodied noises of terror.

Please, make it stop. Someone make it stop.

I feel as though I'm being strangled by harsh, clammy, hands. One's that you know won't let you leave until it's just your body left, until you have no life in you and your spirit looms over in sorrow as it looks at the body that once held it.

I can't think, I can't see, nor can I move.

The only thing I can do is except the fate that is undoubtedly going to come.

I start to hear a faint voice in the back of my head, making me want to scream.

But nothing will come out.

I think that faint voice is the worst of them all.

Because I don't know what they're saying, I don't know what they have lying in store for me.

The others... those are clear. They aren't words. They're just screams and laughter and cries.

But they're clear.

You can decipher each one.

But with this new voice, I can tell it's saying something. But I don't know what. The only thing I can tell from it is that it's panicked.

I can tell because of the urgency in it.

It's trying to tell me something but I-

What?

Suddenly, the voices have gone. All at once. No, they don't just slowly fade away like they have before. They just stopped all at once as if orchestrated.

A warmness starts to fill me.

It starts from my lips, and spreads throughout my body.

This is also new.

But... but it's not scaring me.

It's making me feel safe.

*Tyler's POV*

Troye suddenly gasps into my mouth and I pull away from his lips, looking back at his panic-ridden face.

His eyes open and I can finally define the puffiness that surrounds them, etching more worry and panic into his features. His cheeks show the remanence of salty tears that once fell upon them, his lips slightly parted to allow ruined whimpers to leave them.

I comb my fingers through his hair and he looks up at me.

"T-T-Tilly?" Troye whispers and his frail voice causes my heart to break just a little.

"Hey."

"D-did you, um, did you ki-kiss me?" He asks.

Shit.

"I-I'm sorry Troye you just weren't responding and I got so scared I was scared you weren't gonna come back I tho-"

"S-so you just kissed me to wake me up?"

"I-I guess?"

"You guess? Wh-what does that means?" His voice is etched with pure curiosity.

"I just- I wanted to bring you back I-"

"Oh, yeah, okay." He mumbles and moves away from my hold, laying back down and wrapping himself in a blanket.

"Troye-"

"Thanks for bringing me back." He cuts me off and I lay down next to him, turning him to me.

"I wanted to kiss you." I tell him sincerely.

"Y-you did?" He stutters and I caress his cheek with my thumb, looking at him.

"I've wanted to since the day I first laid my eyes on you." I press my lips against his and he wraps his arms around me, pulling me to him as he kisses back.

A clap of thunder pounds outside the window and he suddenly breaks the kiss, shoving his face into my chest as he shakes.

"Pl-please make it stop." He cries and I hold him closer, if possible, rubbing his back as I kiss his head.

"You're scared of storms, babe?" I ask softly and feel him nod into my chest. "It's okay, baby. I promise it'll pass."

"I-I don-don't like them." He sniffles and I cup his jaw, making him look at me.

"I'll be here the whole time, okay? What'll help you babe?"

"Ca-can you kiss me? Please? I-I know it's stupid but I nee-" I press my lips against his softly, my hands pressing against the small of his back.

"It's not stupid to know what you need." I whisper against his lips, one of my hands moving to his hip. He looks back at me.

"Tilly, I-I um-" he jumps as another flash of lightning fills the sky.

"Shh, shh baby it's okay. You're safe with me I promise." I whisper, kissing his forehead.

"I love you, Tilly." He says, looking up at me nervously.

"I love you too, gorgeous." He blushes slightly and leans up to kiss me.

"You're my calm after the storm."