The Fan

Chapter 20

Aidyn's POV

That night was particularly fun. It was nice to come out of my shell with them a bit, and I could tell that the evening was all the better for it. I had more fun than I had in a while, but unfortunately, I had school the next day, and lectures that I could not miss.

When it got to be about ten thirty, I decided that I had enough, and I bid my good nights and headed upstairs. Making sure to lock my window, I changed into a long hoodie and a pair of shorts and climbed into bed. 

The lights were off, my noise machine was on; everything was ready for me to go to sleep. But I couldn't seem to fall into the deep dreamland that I usually did. I didn't want to admit it to myself, but I knew I was scared. Scared that something would happen at school again, and I would need to defend myself. 

Scared that someone would see me with BTS and figure I was dating one of them, or worse, some crazy fangirl that followed them around. Scared that even if we did manage to keep their stay with me a secret, They would forget about me as soon as they left. After all, they had fans all around the world, what difference did I make?

My anxiety began to tighten its grip on my heart, and I could feel an anxiety attack coming on. I pulled back the covers and ran to the bathroom, taking out my anti-anxiety meds and popping one into my mouth. 

I sighed, trying to breath deeply before I started to hyperventilate, but it wasn't working. I stumbled out of the bathroom and through my room to the top of the stairs. "Aidyn?" I heard someone say as my vision began to swim. 

I was dizzy, and I couldn't see too well over the tears clouding my eyes due to the hyperventilation. I felt myself falling down, down, down, and then two arms catching me before I could reach the ground that seemed a mile away. 

The arms held me closer to them, their body warm as they carried me back into my room. I couldn't tell who it was, but I could make out that they had carried me all the way to my bed from the grey that surrounded their blurry figure, and the soft feeling of my mattress below me. 

And then, black.

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I jolted awake, sweat covering my body. Someone was laying beside me, and after putting on my glasses which had found their way over to my nightstand, I realized that once again, Jungkook and I were sharing a bed. 

His arms were under the pillows, his legs tangled up with mine. I looked around the dark room to see that everyone had set up camp in my room. There were pillows and blankets on the floor, people snuggled up in them all around. 

"Oh, you're awake." I heard someone say. I looked over to see that Taehyung had pulled up a chair, his arms resting on the 'arms' of the chair, the rest of his body hidden beneath a blue blanket. 

I nodded, and I felt Jungkook shift into a half-sitting, half-leaning position beside me. "You scared us. I had to carry you in here, and you wouldn't let me go, mumbling, "I'm so scared, I'm so scared,"  over and over again. What happened?" 

He scooted closer to me, and someone on the ground moved, catching my eye. A bright pink head of hair sprung up from under the covers, and Jimin practically ran, throwing himself onto the bed with us. "You're awake!" He exclaimed. I nodded sheepishly, and he snuggling his way under the covers, between Jungkook and I.

"Aidyn, what happened?" Taehyung pressed, moving his chair closer. I opened my mouth and closed it again like a fish, blushing. 

"I had an anxiety attack." I mumbled, looking down at my hands. I could practically see their eyes going wide with worry. "It's okay, I get them all the time. They aren't that big of a deal." I shrugged, but I could feel the tears threatening to spill. I sniffled, and Jimin grabbed my hand, pulling me closer to him in a tight hug.