His addiction

Chapter 50

TRIGGER WARNING‼️
Has to do with people having some of the worst things ever which is panic attacks. I personally deal with them all the time.

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I start running down the stairs before he could continue his sentence. He starts screaming my name as I run down the stairs, it causes everyone to turn to us. I barged threw the door and open it not caring if it closed or not. I ran threw the halls and went to "the garden" once I arrived I instantly fall to me knees and broke down. I hated crying, my mother and brother alway told me that crying never got you anywhere but it was good to let it out sometimes. I cried and cried until I couldn't hear myself, I couldn't even breath because of how hard I crying. Then I screamed in anger, worst mistake ever, I just showed weakness. I put both my hands on my head pushing up my hair.

"No no no this isn't happening, NO!!" I shouted as I realized I was about to have a panic attack

"No u-I can't -breathe!" I said out of breath and dragging my words

"H-help s-someone please!" I tried to scream and shout but I was so out of breath I couldn't breathe

My panic attacks have never been this bad, I start trying to drag myself to the halls for help but it was no good each time I collapse on my floor. I then felt hand pulling me back by my arms I was to focused on trying to breath that I couldn't see who it was until they laid me down on there chest. Who ever it was they knew how to handle these situations, they hugged me tightly and then pulled my head back to there shoulder. It's was Nik, he looked at me with such concern. He then stroked me from my forehead all the way to the top of my head and back.

"Shhh I've got you, it's okay" Nik said calmly

How did he do it I felt my breathing getting back to normal, he looked into my eyes and I did the same. His beautiful hazel eyes, his smoothed brown hair to the side yet it didn't have anything on it, his style was very similar to Draco's yet he still managed to add his own taste. He only wore Slytherin rings 3 on one hand and 4 on the other, his perfectly shaped and sharp cheek bones along with his jaw line. His pearly white teeth and his nice thin yet full light pink lips that looked perfectly soft, he stared into my tearied blue eyes. He brings his hand up and swipes the tears from my face as his arm was firmly around my waist.

"Don't cry beautiful" he said under his breath

"H-how did you do that?" I said still not breaking out of his gaze

"My younger sister used to deal with it when she was still..never mind" he said going back to stroking my hair

"Nik?"

"Yes Hope?" He said placing his hand hand on my cheek

"D-Do you think I'm a horrible person?" I said as I quivered

I could feel my self getting overwhelmed with emotions, he slightly shifts me to the point where it looked like he was carrying me bridal style. He moves my legs over his leg and leans my head on his firm arm, he cups my cheeks and kisses me on the forehead

"No Hope I just think that you've had so much bad luck in your life to the point where you think it's your bloody fault" he says as he places his chin on top of my head and hugs me tightly

I never reacted like this with strangers but I felt comfortable with Nik, it's was peaceful. I laid my head on his chest as he held me in mis arms. Nik was leaning against the tree allowing me to lean on his chest, I place my hand on his chest as he held me tightly yet gently. We laid there for hours, no words spoken just the sound of the air hitting against the tree branches and leaves. I shut my eyes as his chest goes up and down from his calm breathing.