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m- please come over im having a panic attack and I need you to help me calm down. youre the only one who can help

c- im on my way over right now

after 5 minutes of waiting my panic attack coming back and going away constantly he finally gets to my house

he runs in and runs over to me

"oh no. Chloe youre okay I promise. calm down youre okay" he says soothingly causing me to calm down

"see youre okay. keep breathing. youre perfectly fine"

I finally calm down and drink some water my panic attack finally stopping

"th-thank you"

"no problem" he says smiling hugging me

I end up falling asleep him still hugging me

"we're going upstairs okay"

I feel myself being lifted and back down laying on my own bed

"how do you feel" he says after I open my eyes once I feel myself lying down

I see that he is laying down too our arms around each other

"better thank you for helping me"

"anytime"

"you should probably go home to be with Christina"

"im not going home tonight. im staying here"

"n-no you have to go home. Christina will be mad"

"I dont care if she'll be mad im making sure youre okay"

"I dont want to get you in trouble with her"

"Chloe im staying with you tonight. I dont care if she's going to be mad let her be mad."

"bu~"

"just stop okay."

"o-okay"

"I still think youre beautiful"

"I dont want you to think im beautiful"

"oh come on."

"I dont want anyone to think im beautiful. im not beautiful, pretty, cute, or anything you can think of. im ugly and everyone should think that"

this always happens after my panic attacks. I start to hate myself for some reason

"oh my god dont say that. you are far from ugly. I dont care that we arent dating im saying this because this is what I think. you are the most beautiful person I know. you may not think you are or that I think so but I know you are. I dont want you to ever think you are ugly because you are not. you are beautiful inside and out. yes ive seen beautiful people before but you are a different kind of beautiful. not only are you physically beautiful but you are also deep down beautiful. you are so Nice to everyone even those who you shouldn't. even tho Christina is awful to you, you still finished the project and probably got her a good grade. plus after all ive put you through you still dont want me to 'get in trouble' whatever that means with Christina. so please dont think you are ugly because you are beautiful and like I said I will make sure you know you are too before you leave. I will tell you everyday if I have to"

"I only have 2 days here so you wont be able to"

"get up"

"what?"

"get up come on trust me" he says standing up putting his hand out

I reluctantly take it and he pulls me out of my room into the bathroom

"what are we do~"

"shh dont say anything just turn and look at the mirror"

"okay im looking in the mirror what now"

"what do you like about yourself"

"Corbyn im not doing this"

"yes you are. now answer. what do you like about yourself"

"I dont know.. nothing"

"oh really well I know what I like about myself. I like my hair. its not natural but it still looks good. plus its soft. I also like my eyes theyre not that blue but they have enough"

"see its easy for people like you to know what they like about themselves"

"people like me?"

"well yeah attractive people who can get any boy or girl they want have a reason to like themselves"

"and what type of person are you"

"an ugly one who has to actually try and get people to like them"

"well I dont think youre ugly. in fact I could point out what I like about you"

"theres nothing for anyone to like about"

"oh really... well I love your smile"

"I dont smile"

"when youre around me you do. I also really like your lips they arent too small but they arent too big and they fit perfectly with mine"

"then why did you break up with me" I whisper really quietly

"what was that?"

"nothing"

"oh well I also really like your hands. theyre also soft and make me feel happy"

"okay this is getting weird can I just go to sleep"

"no tell me what you like about yourself"

"nothing okay. I hate myself. I hate everything about myself I hate my hair its too short and wont grow, I hate my eyes theyre brown and ugly, I hate my face cause im ugly, I hate my nose its too big, so please dont make me do this because it just makes me hate myself even more" I yell at him looking down

"dont say that, your hair is a beautiful length and would look even better if it was longer or if it was shorter, your eyes arent just brown but if you look deep in your eyes they lighten, you arent ugly,and your nose isn't even big and its the perfect shape. everything that you dont like I love" he says after picking up my chin to look at him

I want to kiss him really badly but I know I cant. I just need to....but I cant. I wish he knew I wanted to kiss him

I notice that im looking straight at his lips so I quickly look at his eyes

he slightly smirks and leans down to kiss me

I kiss him back and I dont pull away because I honestly miss this. he turns the simple kiss into a making out with me and we walk out of the bathroom still kissing

we make it back into my room and onto my bed

he pulls me onto his lap as we continue to kiss. suddenly his phone rings and he pulls away

he looks at his phone and then puts it back down as we continue to kiss. I look down and see Christinas calling him

"answer your girlfriend she's more important then me" I say pulling away from the kiss and getting off his lap

"ugh she's annoying"

"so you still have to answer"

"fine"

he sighs and picks up his phone

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