Why Me?

Chapter 9-Panic Attacks

After our little moment, the security guard came back and told us that some more were on their way. 

"You really are good at singing," I turned to see Taylor standing behind me.

"Uh, thanks, but not really. Not as good as Mahogany." 

"You are different types of good." He said.

"Wow, look at you being all deep and stuff," I joked, lightly pushing his arm.

"Ha. Ha. Ha." He said flatly.

"Hey guys, the other guards are here, so we can leave if you want." Aaron came over to us.

I jumped up. "Yes! I want. Lets go!"

Taylor and Aaron followed me to the door laughing. There was about five guards in total, but it didn't seem like enough with the amount of people outside and they had to take care of all the guys, Mahogany, and I. 

I shrugged it off though, and put my Beats over my head, knowing I would need the music to calm me down when we went outside. I turned on Heres To Never Growing Up by Avril Lavinge and turned it up all the way.

One of the guards opened the door and went out first, making a path for us. A few of the guys followed him, signing a few things as they went. Another guard then went with a few more boys. Then another one went, Mahogany and a couple guys going after him. The second to last guard went outside, almost the rest of the guys following him. 

Now it was just the last guard, Taylor, and I. Taylor wrapped his arm around my waist and guided me outside, the guard right behind us. 

Even through my blasting music, I could still hear the screams of the girls. My breath got heavier as I tried to walk the same pace as Taylor, sticking to him like glue. 

Before I knew what was happening, someone grabbed a handful of my hair, and yanked me back. My hand that was in Taylor's, was now touching nothing but air.

I screamed and fell to the ground. The girls were surrounding me, getting closer and closer. I curled up in a ball, now crying, and put my hands over my head. Pushing my headphones closer to my ears as an attempt to block out the noise. 

Of course it didn't work though, I was bawling my eyes out and rocking back and forth.

"Make it stop, please make it stop. Shut up." I was whispering through my tears, no one hearing me over the roar of the crowd.  

I felt someone lift me up and I just kept whispering 'Please, make it stop. Shut up, please.' with my hands pushing on my headphones. 

The noise of the crowd lessened and I was placed on a couch or something. Someone tried to take my headphones off of my head, and I screamed 'No!' almost begging them. 

"Shhhh, your fine," Someones soothing voice said to me. Whoever said that lifted my onto their lap and was rubbing my back.

"Now I'm going to take off your headphones so we can talk to you."

I whimpered, but let them slowly slid off my headphones.

"Dani, look at me." I shook my head and squeezed my eyes shut tighter. "Dani, please look at me."

This time I opened my eyes and looked up. I saw that I was on Taylor's lap and everyone was surrounding us with worried looks on their faces. 

Scared, I tried to sccot back a bit, only to hit Taylor's chest. 

"Guys, give her some space." Taylor said, rubbing my back.

Taylor's POV: 

I looked down at the sobbing girl in my arms.