Chapter 3 (Lukes POV)

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"Fuck." I heard Brooke say, after shuffling through her bag. "Uh, is everything okay?" I asked her. She started breathing heavily and fast, not answering me. She climbed up on her bunk and poured her suitcase out, all over her bed. She breathed even harder, and her eyes widened. She tucked her knees to her chest and put her head down. What am I supposed to do? Is she okay? I just stood there looking at her until I finally put a hand on her back. She flinched and looked up at me, tears streaming down her face. "I- I for-" She couldn't seem to get the words out. Her makeup is running down her face and her big dark blue eyes are looking up at me. Oh my god, what do I do? "Should I wake up Michael?" I whisper to her. "N- No please dont.." She whispers back. "He.. He cant know I forg- forgot all my pills. He'll f- freak out!" She says with a shaky voice

"Well, then how can I help?" I ask, concerned. "J- just go to s- sleep. I.. Ill be ok-kkay." She says, still freaking out, unable to breathe, when I remember what she said earlier about how she has panic attacks. "Wait, is this a panic attack?" I ask. "Ye- Yeah.. Its not v- very bad right now. It- Its been way worse." She struggles to say. "Oh god, I know nothing about this.." I admit. "Are you gonna be okay?!"

"Y-yes Im fine. G- go to sleep, you have a lot to do tom- tomorrow." She says, still breathing hard, knees tucked to her chest. I sigh, and she puts her head back down. Its kind of scary. I've never witnessed anyone do this before. And how can she say shes fine? Im really worried about her. And  how will she get through the tour without her pills? I climb up on her bunk in attempt to help her. I lay down next to her scrunched up, shaky body and wrap my long arms around her. She lifts her head and asks "Wh- what are yo-..." She takes some shaky breathes, she can barely finish her sentence. I do my best to calm her down. "Everything is gonna be okay." I whisper to her, assuringly. Her breaths seem to steady, but just barely. I stroke her long perfect blonde hair. I love the red at the end. And she has the perfect body, she is so beautiful. Wait, what am I thinking, this is Michaels sister! She would never like me anyway. There's no way.

She finally calmed down and layed next to me on the small bunk. With a shaky voice she thanked me. "Thank you s- so much Luke. Yo- youre actually really good at that. It usually t- takes like an hour or two to calm down, with my pill. You t- took about 10 minutes. Th- Thats unheard of." Wow, I wonder why I was able to calm her down so well. "Oh really? I bet you could really use me around sometimes" I laughed. "Well, if youre okay now, I think you and I should get some sleep." "Yeah, youre right." she answered. I hopped down and got in my bunk below her, trying to process everything that happened.

I could still hear her shaky breaths until I fell asleep. I wonder how long it took her to fall asleep too.

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