Playing the part- Noah Centineo

Anxiety

I ran towards Noah dropping to the floor holding his face. I kissed him over and over. Praying he would wake up. He hadn't. The ambulance came and took him away. James, Ian and I hopped in the car and raced to the hospital following the ambulance.

We waited in the waiting room, faint wails of patients and the cries of family members. The walls were blank and plain, the odd poster about health. It felt like we were waiting there for hours. I rested my head on Ian's shoulder his arm around me. Small tears rolled down my cheeks. This wasn't what I had planned. The whole plan was to make him jealous not give him an anxiety attack. We sat there in silence, a small lady walked over to us, smiling.

"You can go and see him" she smiled. We all got up to go.
"Her only, he's asking for you" she pointed at me. I nodded to the guys as they sat back down. The nurse lead me round the winding corridors until we reached a small room. I ran in, and sat beside him. I grabbed his hand squeezing it.

"What the fuck where you doing" he said, letting go of my hand. His voice seems broken and scratchy. I knew he suffered from anxiety but not like this. He never told me how sever it could be.

"What was I supposed to do, we moved in together and you break up with me. I risked everything for you and you just dropped me like a child who isn't interested anymore. I was supposed to make you jealous by being with Ian. I never thought it would get like this. I'm sorry..." I trail off, stuttering. It pains me to see him this way.

NOAH'S POV
I hate seeing her in pain. It's not fair. I love her more than anything, more than anyone. I never should have ended things with her but I had to. But I've fixed it now.
Jenni, my ex, called Ivy and threatened her. Shes done it before but to my friends and family. Slowly I lost everyone. I've had enough now, I informed my cousin in the police department. She's gonna be locked up for a while, with harassment, anti social behaviour and sexual assault. That ones a long story.
I glanced over at ivy her head in her hands. I know she ment well and I should have told her about Jenni sooner, she just scares me and putting Ivy in danger is the last thing I want to do.

I open my mouth to tell her but nothing comes out. All I do is reach over and hold her delegate hand. It's soft and small. Like an angel.
Hours pass and I finally muster he courage to tell her. She seemed mad at first but understood and forgave me like I did to her. The guys came in to see me and Ian apologised. He promised there were no feelings involved and i believe him. She's not his type anyway.
By the end of the day, I was out and Ivy and I were driving back. We got to the house and watched some TV. The doctors told me to take it easy for the next few days. They don't want anything triggering my anxiety as it's too sensitive. We curled up on the couch. Her head leaning on my chest, my arms around her.

This is how life should be. Perfect silence alongside the one person in this world that I truly love with all my heart.. I can't believe this is where I'm at in my life.

We both fell asleep right there on the couch, the tv playing. We had to catch a plane to Texas the following morning to work on the latest episodes of the show with Ivy. Another thing I'm thankful for.

We are shooting there for a few days, and I can't wait.