Anxiety. Whoopsies.

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My sister almost ran over a guy last night.

We were driving and there was a man. Laying in the road. With his shoe like four feet away from him. We pulled away from him and called our mom since we were still in the neighbourhood and we looped around and pulled infront of the man. Well. The man had gotten up and started walking away. He came back to get his shoe and we asked if he was okay and he said yes. What. The. Actual. ****

OKAY SO I WROTE THAT LIKE LAST WEEK BECAUSE I WRITE REALLY SLOWLYING BUT THIS WEEKEND I SAW THE MAZE RUNNER AND I BASICALLY STARTED CRYING FROM EXCITEMENT WHEN THOMAS WAS THROWING UP IN THE BOX SO UHM YEAH! AND MINHO WAS A HELLA HOT LIKE EVEN MY MOM SAID HE WAS ONE OF THE CUTEST ONES!!!

Yeah so that was my weekend. How was yours? I have this super awesome idea for a later chapter, but I dunno if I should tell you it. Should I? If you reallllyyy wanna hear it, then tell me please! I am serious, I dunno if I should tell you or not. Ugh. Okay. Bye.

Disclaimer: I own many things, but The Maze Runner is not one of those things.

I can do this. One step forward. I can't do this. One step back. I can do this. One step forward. I can't do this. One step forward. But I'm going to try anyway.

Taking a bite of my icecream for confidence, I made my way towards Minho. He was oddly quiet. Whatever, I don't want to think about it too much. I looked over and saw that Eliza had noticed me. She motioned for me to go faster over to Minho. I smiled a little back at her and continued walking.

There he was. Right infront of me, not looking up.

"H-hi," I said. Or, I think I said it. I hope I did...

He glanced up at me. "Hey."

Hey? That's it?

"Uh.. You did really good tonight," Making conversation starters was not my thing.

"Thanks," Minho said shortly. What is up with this guy?!

I cleared my throat. "Yeah uh-"

"Do you need something?" He cut me off rudely.

That's it. I dont care how hot he is. "Do you have to be so rude?"

He looked up at me in shock, finally making eye contact. "Sorry..." he said sheepishly. 

"Yeah, okay," I muttered. Despite the fact that I was eating ice cream, I was kind of hot.

"So you're Tom's sister, right?" Minho asked me.

"Yep, I'm younger by 11 months," I told him as I started to slip off my jacket.

"Oh, cool I guess." Hmm something seems wrong with his.. Oh well. That was when we started to hear shouting.

"What do you mean I'm a jerk? You've barely talked to me!" A deep voice shouted.

"What I mean is that you can't even pass a napkin without getting all grumpy about it!" Oh no Dal...

"Well at least I didn't kick your shin!" Aaand it's Gally.

".....Yes you did!" Daliice screamed back at hi.

"Oh."

"Yeah, so you better apologize to me right now and, oh. Uhm. Olivia? What's that on your shirt?"

"What?" I looked down to notice that my chest was a bright, neon color. Ohnoohno I forgot all about that! Everybody turned to look at me. My face flushed bright red.

"Oh, uhm, uhm.. Z-Zart. He glued it and-" Everyone start to laugh.

"What else did he do, Livy?" Thomas came over and decided to be the protective brother right then. The horrid memory came back of him making out with me. I think I accidently said it outloud without realizing it. And that's when it hit me.

I was having an anxiety attack.

It was like the laughter grew louder, maybe it had. It was super hot in the room now. I had to get out. I had to get out now. Someone was saying my name I think. I couldn't bare it anymore.

I stumbled out of the ice cream parlor and ran through the parking lot. Shit. I didn't drive myself. I could call my mom to pick me up but I'd rather not. I'll just wait for Thomas or Kat. They both knew to give me some space during these, or at least I hoped they did, so I'd be out here for a bit. And there was no way I was going back in there.

I walked to a little grassy area and sat down. That's what I did whenI had an anxiety attack. I sat and took deep breaths. I stayed there watching cars go by for about 13 minutes before I got a call from my brother.

"Hey Liv."

"Hiya," I said to him.

"You doing alright?" The other line said.

"Yeah I'm fine, just an anxiety attack."

"I know, but you could still not feel well."

"True."

"Where did she go?" I heard a voice shout from the other line.

"Hey, is she okay?" Another voice asked.

"Yeah she's fine, now shut up guys," Thomas called back to the people that I assumed were my friends.

"Olivia? You want me to take you home?" Thomas asked me.

"Sure, thanks," I replied.

"Okay, but then I gotta come back and take Kat home. Something came up with the other girls so they had to leave."

"Oh, okay. I'll meet you by the car then." I told him before he said okay and hung up.

If the girls weren't the ones who asked about me, then who was it?

"Just get some rest while I go take Kat home okay?" Thomas said in his caring big brother voice.

"Tom, I'm fine! That was a minor attack, calm down," I reassured him.

"Okay, okay. You just seemed upset when you ran out. Everyone else was concerned too."

"I thought my friends had already left...?"

"Nono, I mean the boys. They all kept asking if you were alright and what happened." I guess he meant everyone as in Kat and Newt. No way would Minho care.

Thomas then gave short laugh. "You should've seen Minho. He looked so startled when you ran out and then got irritated when I was talking to you and not telling him what was going on." Wait what. What. I think he mispronounced Newt.        

"Uh... alrighty. Okay," I said awkwardly to my brother. He smirked at me as if he knew something.

"Okay well I'll be back later. Night, I love you, Olivia," Thomas softly said to me.

"Love you too, goodnight."

After Tom shut my door quietly, I laid in bed, letting my thoughts wander. Why would Minho be so concerned about me? Wait, he doesn't matter. I have a date with another cute guy this week. I should be thinking about him! About Jackson! Plus this Goddamn bra glued to me. I reeaaally hope that disgusting boy wasn't expecting for me to just let what he did slide.

Shaking my head, I cleared my thoughts and let myself slowly slip into a dreamless slumber.

HEYYY! How was it? OMG TODAY I SAW JAKE MILLER AND MY AMAZING MOTHER GOT MY FRIEND, TWO GIRLS WE MET, AND ME PASSES TO ME HIM PLUUUSSSSSS HE SIGNED OUR PASSES AND HE WROTE MY NAME ON MINE EAAAAK!!! Okay anyway, I'd really like to have at least 25 reads on this chapter. Thanks so much, love ya! XOO

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