I Just Love You (A collection of Adommy one shots)

Chapter 47

[In Adam's POV]

"Where's Tommy?" I asked Isaac. He shrugged. I watched the people around us talk to themselves.

Tommy was supposed to be here ten minutes ago! Now I'm left at the frickin' alter! I know that I should be doubled over with worry; but this is our wedding! He shouldn't be late! I don't know, maybe I'm just over reacting.

"I'm gonna go look for him." I said more to myself than to anyone in particular; getting antsier by the second. I guess that I kinda stormed away because I got funny looks.

I looked all over the place. I looked through all the rooms downstairs. Through the bedrooms on the second floor. Then it hit me. Our bedroom, on the third floor. God Tommy, if you're not up there. (Okay, I know that this probably isn't the time, but our house is fucking huge! The first floor is all business; kitchen, living room, library, studio! The second floor is all bedrooms and hit tubs! And the third floor, our loft! Our fucking loft! It's like out mini apartment up there!)

Anyways, I pushed our door open. "Tommy?" I heard a small whimper. "Tommy?" I walked around the bed. Tommy was huddled on the floor, hugging his knees close to his chest. He was shaking vigorously. His face was tear streaked and red.

"Tommy?" I knelt down next to him and pulled him close to me. I took my jacket off and threw it on the bed. When I realized how sweaty Tommy was, I took his coat off and threw it on the bed next to mine.

Oh my god, he's having a panic attack. He hasn't had one this bad in a long time. Hopefully it won't be like last time. Last time, he didn't talk to me for days. I find that the best thing to do when this happens is to just wait it out and tell him to take deep breaths.

He fought me as I pulled him close. I held him so tight that he couldn't shake. I just need to get him to stop hyperventilating. I could feel his heart beating hard. He honestly scares me when he was panic attacks like this. I try as hard as I can to be there for him - and I've learned a thing or two as to what to do when he has one - but that doesn't mean that I don't panic a little.

"Shh. Shh." I said to calm myself down more than him; rubbing his chest in circles.

Why is he having a panic attack today? Today is supposed to be our special day? What drove him to this? Eventually, he stopped fighting me. Although, he continued to sob into my shoulder. I wiped his tears away, but they fell at such a fast pace.

I only wish that I knew what had happened. How can I make it all better? Can I make it all better?