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Trigger warning!!! Panic attack!!!

A/N hi guys!! What's this? A double update? Why, yes it is! I kinda know where I want true whole story to go to, so I'm writing this instead of doing my English homework..... it's almost 11:30 where I am right now and I have to get up at 6, pray for the idiots at my school.

A/n I lied but I got four hours of sleep and am at a concert typing this 😕

Y/n pov
I groaned upon waking up, before slightly panicking. Then yesterday's events all came back to me, and I panicked a lot. Who was that guy? And how'd he get into my house? It was weird, once he picked me up I felt so safe, and I woke you without a scratch on me.
I walked to the kitchen to see a note, it looked like it had been printed. I checked the printer and found that it was. There was a bottle of something near the note, so I picked up the paper to read it.

Dear y/n,
To be honest I don't know why I'm making this so formal. Please take the medicine. It's on the counter near this note. It will help with the motion sickness and fever that will set in soon. Also, please forgive me for doing that. I have no excuse, but I hope you forgive me. Oh, and don't drink the milk.
~ a friend

I didn't know why, but I trusted the note. I took the medicine, and went to sit down because the room had been swaying. I decided the person who wrote the note was probably the person who was texting me, so I sent them a text.
Y/n: thanks for the medicine
Y/n: btw, what should I call you??
I waited for a couple of seconds for his response while I grabbed some fruit to eat. Then I heard the tail tell ding of my phone and went to check it.
???: You're welcome, and call me Blank or Darling, your pick.
This guy had to be out of his mind. There was no way I was calling him Darling.
Y/n: blank it is!
I changed his contact to Blank and put a question mark as the profile picture.
Y/n: so tell me some things about you...
Blank: Well, I have blue hair, and green eyes.
I could feel the meds kicking in when the room got a bit clearer. I thought I heard a chuckle, like the voice from last night, but I shook it off as hearing things.
Blank: Feeling better?
I was astonished. How did he know? I brushed the thought aside.
"Ugh! Why is it that when I finally get peace from that bastard, this sick fucker shows up?!" I yelled. My phone got another message, but I ignored it.
I got up from the kitchen to do my chores, old habits die hard I guess. I put in my earbuds and began to listen to (f/b). (Favorite band) I was dancing slightly to the song, singing, the while nine yards, when I thought I heard a voice singing with me. I turned around taking off one earbud, but saw nothing.
Aww~. You'd take off an earbud for me? So touching....
That voice, it was the one from last night! Why? Why was he here? Why now? I felt my chest tighten, oh great, a panic attack. I didn't know why, but I wasn't scared of the voice, but that it had teased me.... it sounded like Alex...
I shook myself out of those thoughts. Right now was not the time for that. But all my methods of keeping calm were wasted when he put his hands in my eyes again. I couldn't breath, I couldn't see, I felt like passing out.
"Please..." I whimpered (NO) as I felt the person getting closer. I backed into a corner, looking at the floor. "I'm sorry, please.., just don't hurt me.... please," I raised my voice slightly.
"What?" A man said. He had darker blue hair, dyed, obviously. He was very pale, but t looked good on him. His eyes were black, but they looked like contacts, or a crappy filter. He looked.... concerned. I was confused. No one ever looked at me like that.
"Who...." I trailed off, not being able to speak, as breathing was very hard at the moment. He didn't say anything, he simply moved closer to me, ever so slowly. And then he spoke.
"It's gonna be ok. Can I come closer?" It was the same voice from when I was sick, but then how did he get into my house? He started to move toward me, and for once I didn't shy away. I let him come near me, I let him rub calming circles on my back, I let him stay.
"I'm gonna go get you some water, and maybe some food?" He asked getting up. I shook my head, still not trusting myself to speak.
When he came back, I started to move my limbs, having gain led back what little control I had lost over my body during.... that. He smiled at me, and gave me the cup of water.
"So, wh-who are yo-u?" I asked through my obviously not working mouth.
"I'm-"

A/N ha! Left you guys on a cliffhanger! This is 905 words, sorry for it being so short. But blank is here!! Also, to my now 45 readers (!) should I make a crankiplier book? Because I kinda want to, but I don't know. Also, should i bring the rest of the YouTube gang in?? Lmk in the comments, oh and don't forget to vote, comment, follow me if you want!
Btw: this is how panic attack's happen to me so, yeah.