(Justin suffers an anxiety attack at a party but Hailey is there to make him feel better)
inspired by "I don't care - Justin Bieber feat. Ed Sheeran"
-There's so many people to greet! - Justin whined, squeezing my hand as we walked thru the main entrance of the party.
I wasn't so keen on the idea of being at a party tonight, as Justin was beyond exhausted. He had a busy week with his new song release, but insisted that we stopped at the Manager's Annual Convention to support Scooter.
Everyone seemed excited with his presence and wanted a word about "when is the next album coming out" or "how was he feeling after breaking the spotify record". He made sure to exchange at least a hand shake with everyone that approached us, but his grip never left my hand.
-You need to eat something, love- I said, as we finally sat down and the waitress placed a fancy pasta in front of both of us.
-I don't feel good -he murmured, placing his head on my shoulder as I wrapped my arm around his well dressed body.
I moved discretely my hand up and placed on his forehead, not noticing any difference on his body temperature.
-Are you sick? -I said, gently rubbing his cheeks as I ate a bit with my other free hand- Do you wanna go home?
-I don't know -he whined, cuddling into my side after pushing his place away- I haven't even talked to Scooter yet, we can't go.
-Alright, love. Just tell me if you feel any worse, kay? -he just had time to slightly nod as another men came to greet him.
The hand shakes and small talks were endless and I could notice Justin getting more tired with every single person that came toward us. As the time passed by slowly, Justin's eyes were becoming more droopy and he was always in contact with my skin.
Just after dinner, the party took a different round and the music became loud. More and more people came to him and I were aware of his uneasiness as more people insisted in asking for pictures and conversations.
I stood back, giving him space as one of Scooter's friends asked for a video with Justin for his daughter. I sat on our table checking my phone. I laughed as I liked Kendall's picture with my hoodie.
-N-no! No!
All my attentions went to Justin as I heard his cries. I immediately got up and ran to the small crowd that formed around him, hearing his desperate sobs as I got closer.
-Excuse me! Please! -I said, squeezing myself thru the small crowd of executives that circled him.
I saw panic in his eyes and as soon as he landed his eyes on me, he immediately ran into my arms.
-Shh, it's okay, baby. It's alright- I hugged his trembling body.
He began to shake and breathe had. More executives approached and tried to take him from me and tried to take him outside for fresh air, but I knew what he needed.
-Don't touch him- I snapped as I saw a hand grab Justin's shoulder.
-It's me, Hails- I heard Scooter's voice and looked at him, apologizing- Guys, back out. He need space, please.
-I can't breathe- Justin repeated over and over again, tears rolling down his cheeks.
-Alright, baby. Come here, let's go over here- I said, taking him over to our table.
I sat him down on the chair and kneeled in front of him. He was sobbing and hyperventilating. His body was a shaky mess.
-Jay, look at me baby. Look at me.
He looked at me with sore eyes, but he knew that this would calm him down. We began to take deep breaths together. I rubbed his hands as his breathing came back down to normal.
-Good, baby- I smiled at him, rubbing his red cheeks, allowing him to calm down further.
He pulled me into a hug and cried softly into my shoulder. He hates the feeling go a panic attack. I rubbed his back and let him cry.
-Let's go home, baby boy- I said, kissing his head.
He pulled away and wiped his tears, blushing immediately as he noticed that a bunch of people watched.
-O-okay- he said, frowning and standing up.
He was always weak after a panic attack, so I held his hand tightly as we said our goodbyes.
-Get some rest, buddy. I love you, thanks for coming -Scooter said, hugging him and rubbing his back soothly- Bye, Hails.
I smiled and walked with Justin to our awaiting car.
As soon as we sat down, he laid his head on my chest and fell asleep before the car was even started.
