I Love You Too: A Prinxiety Fanfiction

Chapter Two

Roman's POV

I couldn't believe what I just said. The words that had come out of my mouth were... awful. Sure, I didn't like the guy, but I know he's fragile, and even though he doesn't admit he does it- I've seen his scars. And I have to say, I feel bad. I feel horrible that he believes I hate him, when I don't really. I just use it as an excuse to get to know him. I know that sounds weird but... I think he feels left out. I want to include him but I don't know how. Every time I  try to talk, I get flustered and for some strange reason feel... slightly nervous. I always end up lost in his chocolate brown eyes... and then I curse him for distracting my by lecturing him. Which I can tell he never listens to. 

But this time... this time it went too far. I said something that I probably could never take back, and now he was probably having an anxiety attack. I wanted to kick myself. Darn, I never should have said that! Stupid, stupid Prince!  

And now I found myself pounding on his door and calling for him, I tried jiggling the doorknob, but it was locked. Dang it! I ran into Logic's room, and stole a screwdriver from his glasses repair kit, then jammed it into the lock, breaking it into pieces. 

The door swung open, and I found Anxiety curled up into a ball, head nuzzled against the wall, sobbing and hyperventilating. He hiccuped and bawled, hot tears streaming down his cheeks. I felt like a piece of garbage. I ran to the bedside, and sat down next to him, putting my hand on his arm. He flinched, then slowly turned and saw me looking down at him. 

"It's okay Virgil! It's okay! Shh..." I calmed him, rubbing his back gently. His breathing was irregular, and I was getting worried, so I quickly said something I had heard him say before. "Breathe in for four seconds." He recognized my voice, and complied. "Hold your breath for seven seconds." He stayed still, looking at me. "And breathe out for eight seconds." 

He started calming down some, but was still shook. "Virgil, trust me."

he closed his eyes, and stopped shaking. A single tear leaked from his eye. After a few minutes of silence, he said "t-thank you Princey." Suddenly, he caught me off guard and embraced me in a hug. I was stiff as a board, then, I loosened up and hugged him back. It was surprisingly warm. It reminded me of a nice soft blanket. I didn't want to let go. But sadly, he did. 

His cheeks were pink. Either from irritation of the skin from crying so much or... something else. 

"I'm really sorry Virgil. I didn't mean what I said earlier. I don't... actually hate you that much."

"Me too, Princey." He smirked

Author's Note- Thanks for reading this.... strange fanfic! I hope you enjoyed this and there WILL be more coming soon! Watch out Wattpad, I'm just getting started! ;)