Secret

Chapter 6

Mikey's p.o.v

My eyes cracked open, immediately feeling Bryce's bare chest on my back. "You awake?", I heard him whisper gently. I smiled and nodded my head softly, feeling safe in his arms.

We laid there enjoying each others touch. The feeling of comfort encasing both of us (idec I know that shih don't make sense)

I whined when I felt the cold air hit my skin, pouting, "stayyy" I said reaching out for him. He was reluctant to do so, but I pulled him on me anyways, wrapping my legs around his waist, holding him locked in place. "Come on, we have to get ready to go out" he said. "We can do that later" I stated, wrapping my arms around his neck. We both looked at each other, our faces millimetres apart, practically feeling his breath. The air between us was small and tense, but soon the gap was closed with a soft, slow kiss. "Can we go now?" He asked me, now being the one with the pout. I still rejected and kept him there. He hmphed and got up, me still clinging on to him like a koala, "Well...shit then." I said, getting off of him.

"So where are we going?" I asked him curiously, "because this is taking so. damn. long".
"We're going to meet up with someone. We're going to surprise them" he responded with a smile on his face. I smiled too and waited until he parked us outside a street in New York. The fuck?

I followed him upstairs until we got to an apartment that was labelled with a neat gold 4 on it. He knocked on the door and waited for a couple of seconds until a figure came to the door. "MIKEY!" Dylan (Geick) whisper-shouted and hugged me, slightly lifting up my light body. "Jackson's sleeping" he said as I steadied myself when he put me back down.

We walked in and immediately followed Dylan to his and Jackson's room. I crept up to the side of the bed Jackson was on, "BAH!" I shouted as he jolted and shouted in fright. An irritated look passed his face but quickly left when he saw me, replacing it with a grin. He pulled me towards him and hugged me, making me fall down on the bed. "Oh no" I said as I could feel my back getting more and more off of the edge of the bed. I eventually fell down, a curse word slipping out. Everyone started laughing as Jackson said, "Karma, bitch", while I got up and rubbed my back. "You good bro?" Bryce said, still laughing but a hint of concern in his voice. I reassured him, "Yea im fine babe" I said and realised my mistake. They all looked at me in confusion as I distorted the word to make it sound like 'babe-ro"( haha when your homie's your bf too)

They both gave each other a weird look and ignored it, "I'm hungry" Jackson said as he walked out of the bedroom, Dylan closely following behind. "Mikey, that reminded me, we should probably tell them." Bryce said as he closed the door behind them. "Ok, but what if they accidentally say something to or in front of other people?" I asked in a concerned tone. A pleading look crossed his face.

"We have leftover pizza do ya'll want some?" Dylan said as he walked in. I looked at him and agreed. He walked out and so did Bryce as a I thought about what to do.
What if my parents find out
What if they judge me
What if...
I kept thinking of the worst things that could happen, my fans calling me a faggot, turning into haters, my parents hating me, and my breath started to quicken.

My breathing got so quick to the point where I could barely speak as I paced around the room. (I've only had an anxiety/panic attack twice in my life, how about ya'll?)

My back hit the wall as I tried to calm myself down, but nothing would work. Bryce walked in, about to ask why I hadn't come I'm guessing, but stopped mid sentence and bolted over to me. Jackson and Dylan ran in when they heard my body fall to the floor, trying to slow my breathing. Jackson tried to calm me down with Dylan, telling me to slow down, but I still wouldn't stop breathing so quickly. Bryce then gently shoved them aside, grabbing my jaw and smashed his lips into mine. When he pulled away, my breathing was near normal.

I looked at Jackson and Dylan, a shocked expression on both of their faces. "How did you do that?" I whispered. He smiled at me, "I saw somewhere that you can stop a panic attack by holding your breath. When I kissed you, you held your breath. I knew you would", he explained. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him into a hug. As I looked at Jackson and Dylan, they were in complete awe, they eventually started smiling though.

"Ok I want to eat some pizza now" I said as I got up but failed because my body was now weak for some reason. Bryce caught me as I was about to fall and steadied me. "You ok babe?" He asked. I reassured him and made my way to their kitchen.

"Thanks for coming" Dylan said as he closed the door. We walked He to our car outside and got in feeling the slightly warm seats. "Thank you for calming me down" I said to Bryce as I put a hand on his jawline and pulled him in for a slow make out session. "No problem" he said, a bit shaken from the sudden act of affection. He drove off with one hand on the steering wheel and one holding mine.