My Little Flower Princess (A McLennon FanFiction)

The Long and Winding Road

⚠️Trigger warning⚠️-
Panic Attack

John's POV

I was waiting for Paul, my new boyfriend,
wow that feels really good to say,
at his locker. He was a little late to school, which was strange for him. I had shown up almost 15 minutes early expecting him to be there already. Paul was always a good boy.
I felt my cheeks warm up at that thought.
Anyway, it was almost time for the bell and he still wasn't there. That was, until I saw the boy walking to the school, gripping to the straps up his backpack, staring down at his shoes.
Weird...
"Macca? Morning! You 'right?" I asked, jogging down the steps of our school, meeting him at the bottom
The bassist looked up at me and smiled weakly, his hair a tousled mess and his tie a bit undone.
"Morning, John.." He said softly.
We walked up the stairs and went through the doors of our school. I wanted to walk him to class because that's what good boyfriends do. I grinned at the thought.

I'm his boyfriend!

"So... What's that matter, Paulie? You're dressed like.. me." I said softly, fixing his hair a bit.
The rave haired boy shook his head.
"My alarm didn't go off." He said simply, adjusting his tie.

That's weird. His alarm always works.

"What?" I pushed, "Paul, be straight with me. What's bugging you, huh? Someone shit in your cereal?" I nudged him gently with my elbow.
Paul looked at me and glared a bit.
"Can you- can you please stop? You don't need to walk me any further." He said, quickly walking away, turning a corner and going down and entering his classroom.

What the hell...?

Paul's POV

I ran from John, quickly going into my first period, and sitting in the back of the classroom, putting my head down. I breathed a bit quickly, my hands starting to sweat. Everything was too much. My dad. The other kids at school.
I couldn't put all that on John. I couldn't ruin things more than I just did.

Damn it- I'm such a fucking screw up!

I felt hot tears burn in my eyes as the loud school bell rang, the classroom door shutting, causing my whole body to flinch.
I heard all my fellow classmates shuffling around, getting out their books as the teacher began to speak, no words registering in my brain it was too much.

I need to get out of here.

I stood quickly and ran out of the room, ignoring the shouts of my teacher.
I sprinted down the hall quickly, tears starting to stream down my face as I turned into the bathroom, my lungs failing me as I went into a stall and locked it quickly.
My heart was racing as all the pressures in my life crashed down on me. My eyes were clouded with tears as I hyperventilated.
"FUCK!" I screamed, putting my face in my hands, leaning back against the stall wall.

I can't do this- I can't do this- I can't do this- I can't-

I coughed, choking on my tears, my vision going dark for a moment due to my erratic breathing which made my head feel all light.

I'm gonna die-

I slid down against the wall, burying my tear soaked face in my knees.
I let out loud, uncontrollable sobs, shaking so hard, raking my hands through my hair, pulling it from the stress.

I heard footsteps outside of the bathroom door and I tried and failed to silence myself as I heard the bathroom door open.

"Hello? Paul?? Is that you?" I heard him say.

"G-George?" I squeaked out, not being able to force myself to move, nearly screaming as another sob wracked my body.

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Woah!! I haven't updated this in a while! I hope you guys enjoyed this! I think I have a plan for how it's gonna go! Happy holidays, and if you don't celebrate anything, happy December!!
- Deacon