Taking It Slow (possibly discontinued)

Chapter 6- Justin's pov

    "Actually, forget that I asked. You're coming with me." Ian looked at me confused, "Don't take this the wrong way, but from what I saw last night, I don't trust you staying here by yourself."
He nodded, "okay. Do you think I can wear something else then?" He asked.
I looked him over, "Yeah, probably a good idea." I told him. I turned around and started walking towards the stairs, then I realized he wasn't following. "You coming?" I asked over my shoulder with a chuckle. He quickly walked towards me. We both walked up the stairs and into my room. "You can sit on my bed if you want." I informed him. He happily sat down. I left him and went to my closet. I looked through my clothes and found a couple that would look good on him. I made my decision with jeans and a sweater. I grabbed clean boxers for him too. I walked out of the closet with the clothes and stopped when I saw Ian. He was sleeping in my bed. I slowly walked over to him. Should I wake him up or no? He looked cute, if I was being honest. I liked how calm his face looked. After I realized I was watching him, I found a pair of bright blue eyes looking at me.
He flinched, "What are you doing?" He sounded mad.
What was I doing? Why did I decide to just watch him sleep? I felt my face turn red, "Well I was grabbing you clothes, then when I came out I saw you sleeping on the bed. Part of me didn't want to wake you up so I was going to watch you sleep, but you woke up before I could." I was embarrassed and looked at the ground, "Sorry. Here's some clothes that might fit you." I handed him the clothes and he smiled at me. Ian grabbed the clothes and walked to the bathroom across from my room. I sighed and felt my phone vibrate, I looked at it.
David: Dude WTF?!?
Me: What?
David: Are you serious? You stood Sam up!
Me: Crap! Sorry! Something came up on my way to dinner and I got sidetracked
David: What do you mean?
Me: I'll tell you later
David: Fine
I put my phone back into my back pocket and went into the hallway. I can't believe I forgot about my date. David is so pissed at me. I heard the door open and looked at Ian. A smile crept on to my face. "Ready?" I asked and he just simply nodded.
    We walk down the stairs and then walked out the front door, into the driveway. I unlocked my car and we got in. We both buckled up and I pulled out of the driveway, "You have a nice house." He said.
"Thanks." I laughed. I started thinking why he wanted to commit suicide last night. I don't really know much about Ian. "Can I ask you some questions?"
      I heard him sigh, "Well you did bring me into your home not even knowing me, so yeah."
"You don't have to answer all of them if you don't want to," I looked at him and he nodded, "how old are you?"
"16, how about you?" He asked me, awe so young.
"I'm 28." I answered honestly, "You were going to jump off that bridge weren't you."
"Yes." he said.
"Why?" I asked probably a little too quickly
"To get away from the pain."
"Who was causing you pain?" I asked him a little worried.
"Someone." I heard his voice crack.
      I took a deep breath, "What'd they do?"
I looked over at him and my heart almost broke. Ian had his eyes closed and was crying. He was pulling at his hair. I could tell he was having an anxiety attack.
I quickly pulled over, "I'm so sorry! You should've told me to stop." I told him. I had an idea and got out of the car. I went over to the passenger side and opened the door, "You're safe." I said trying to comfort Ian. I unbuckled his seat belt. "Can you turn towards me?" I asked him, it took him a couple seconds, but he eventually turned towards me. "Now look at me." I told him, he kept his hands in his hair and he opened his eyes, tears were streaming down his face. "Do this with me." I said to him, "1," I counted as I raised my hand to show that I was breathing in. "2," I slowly lowered my hand as I breathed out. Ian seemed to follow along. I stopped counting when I got to 10, he looked calm again and his hands were by his sides now. "Do you feel better?"
Ian nodded, "Yes, thank you."
"No problem." I told him. I backed away from him and walked back to the drivers side. Ian already had the door shut and was buckling his seatbelt as I did mine. I started the car up again and continued driving. It was silent the rest of the way, a comfortable type of silence.

Is it okay doing this with one chapter Ian's pov then the next chapter the same chapter in Justin's pov? This is my first story, so I don't know what other people think.