Clickbait, baby (david dobrik)

chapter five;

After my talk with David, I ended up driving around for a while just trying to clear my mind. I got kind of hungry, so I go to McDonald's. I posted a picture on my snapchat of the big M and had the time, which was 3:00, over it. Thank God for 24 hour drive throughs, am I right?

After sitting in the line for a while waiting on my food, a car pulls up behind me, but I don't really pay it a lot of attention. I was in the middle of posting my snap code to my twitter so that people who liked my videos could follow me there.

Suddenly, I jump in my seat as a loud honk sounds behind me. I quickly look into my side mirror and I'm staring at a charcoal grey mustang. That's Ryan's Car.

My heart starts beating in my chest. My breathing is sporadic and I don't even remember saying anything to the lady who gave me my food. I just remember pulling away and calling David to see if he was still up.

"Hello?" He groaned into the phone.

"Oh crap, you were sleeping!" I said. "I'm so sorry, it's fine-"

"Car, What's wrong?" He asked, sounding more awake.

"Ryan was- he honked at me- and I don't know- and holy crap-" I said trying to breath but I couldn't.

"Carlie," David said, but I was hyperventilating.  "Carlie, are you driving? Pull over."

I nodded like he could see me and pulled to the curb. I sat my forehead on the steering wheel but I still felt like I couldn't breathe.

"Did you pull over?" David asked.

"Yes," I whispered.

"Car, what's happening right now?" He said.

"I think-" I said, gasping. "I think I'm having a panic attack."

I leaned my head back on the seat and tried to focus on my breathing, something, but I couldn't.

"Hey, Hey." David spoke. "Just listen to my voice, I'm right here. It's all okay. It's just me and you."

I closed my eyes and tried to only focus on David's voice.

"Nobody else matters, Car. It's just me and you. We're just hanging out in your car. I'm singing to you in a very bad pitch." He said.

My heart rate was slowing down and I was starting to settle down.

"It's all going to be fine. Everything is fine," He said.

"David," I said. I don't really know why I said his name. I don't know where the sentence was going.

He sighed into the phone, sounding relieved. "Carlie," He said.

I took a deep breath and swallowed the lump in my throat. "Thank you," I whispered.

"Anytime," He said.

We sat in silence for a minute before I said, "I'm sorry I woke you up and that I'm such a mess."

"You're not a mess," he said.

"You call having a panic attack at 3 am fine?" I asked. I expected him to laugh, but he didn't.

"You went through something recently. It's perfectly understandable that you aren't over it yet. You can't just turn your feelings off." He said.

I nodded to myself. "You're right," I said.

"Do you feel better now?" He asked.

"Yeah," I started with a smirk. "The thought of you singing really made me wanna laugh."