Dolan Imagines ♛

•Panic ~ E

— I've been having panic attacks for the last few days and so it's giving me some writing ideas.
—Lol Ik don't remind my body isn't working
—Sorry if this isn't how u experience them, this is how I feel and shit Ik it's scary
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I lay in bed, my eyes shooting open as I sit up, panting, gasping roughly for air. My chest tight, I felt like I was drowning and choking on the little oxygen I could get in, and began shaking with fear.
I catch my breath, still crying and hit the pillow again, before one normal breath and the gasping again, my chest pushing back on my lungs.
Tears upon tears, shaking upon shaking, my lungs scraping for a little air - that's all I needed.

I slowly stood up, hoping an upright posture would help. I take in a deep, forced breath, my lungs grappling on to the air that did come in.
I sit on the floor, hugging my knees, choking on tears and air.
I don't know how my boyfriend, Ethan, hadn't stirred yet. He slept like a bag of bricks (is hat English?) and didn't wake.

I tried to practice breathing techniques, all of them ending with me gasping for me air before groaning and gasping out: „Ethan, Eth..an i can't.. can't bre a the help Et h an „ i say, wheezing.

I take in a massive breath, I needed to wake him - „Ethan!" I yell at best I can and he stirs, turning his body towards me, peeking an eye open as I collapse on to the floor
„I can t bre athe Eth he lp" I murmur, between breaths, taking in a lot of air, or most I could, and managed to force a throaty - „help!"
I hear him push the covers off as I lay sobbing and unable to breathe, and he hurried towards me when he comes around my side of the bed.

„Y/n!" He exclaims, coming over and shrouding me, and he looks concerned.
I was over at his house, and Grayson was in the room next door. 
"GRAYSON COME HERE" he yells "GRAYSON"
I hear the door click open, and Gray runs over. My breathing gets worse as I'm surrounded and I feel their terror at the situation.
"Bro what's going on" Grayson says,  worrying
"Bro I don't know!" Ethan cries, scared.
I breathe in and try to squeak out a word - "pppanic" I say gasping
"A panic attack?" Ethan says , both of the crouching next to my body, sprawled along the floor.
I nod subtly, and Ethan looks at Grayson, not knowing what to do.
"Do you know the recovery position" Grayson asks.
"I think so, do you?" Grayson shakes his head at Eth, "I don't know if it will help gray, isn't it normally if ur unconscious?" And with that I take in another gasp, feeling dizzy.
"I don't know Ethan just do it!" And I begin to feel Ethan slowly talking me through what he's doing - he's done a first aid course before.

He talks me through how he's moving me,step by step, and it's comforting to know he's calm. He ends by rolling me on my side and I still can't breathe, and Grayson says "I'm calling a doctor" and with that, he leaves.

I stay hyperventilating and crying, and shaking. Ethan kisses my forehead and I hear him -
"Breathe. You will be ok. You are ok. You're not in danger" and repeat.

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Oof short and sweet?