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"Thank you," she said, hugging me.

"You're welcome," I smiled "I wanted to make it amazing as it was all I could get you."

"Don't be silly," she scolded lightly "It's the best present you could have given me. Plus you came to my party which is amazing."

"Nice looking cake," someone I didn't know spoke as he walked over to us, reaching out his hand to swipe some of the icing.

"Hands off," Lauren scolded, swatting his hand away, making him laugh. "Isabelle spent a lot of time on this cake and you will not ruin it."

"Ok, ok," the man said, raising his hands before turning to me. "You must be Isabelle, the master cake maker."

"That's me," I chuckled lightly.

"I'm Luke, it's nice to meet you," he introduced himself.

"He's one of Ashton's friends," Lauren explained further.

"That makes it sound like you don't like me."

"I don't," she teased.

Luke gasped, faking offence, with his hand on his chest.

"Wow, I'm telling Ashton you're being mean," he threatened.

"You are literally a twenty year old child," Lauren laughed.

It amazed me how comfortable she was around everyone. I would never be able to talk to anyone like that, except maybe Lauren but that would be it.

"Let's go mingle," Lauren said after Luke had walked away, grabbing my hand and leading my between all the people.

The more people Lauren introduced me to, and the more people I had to speak to, the more uncomfortable I got.

By the time we reached where Ashton and Luke were sat with two other guys, I was very anxious and breathing heavily.

"Guys, this is my best friend Isabelle," Lauren introduced me, the four guys smiling at me.

"Isabelle, you've already met Ashton and Luke," she said, gesturing to the two who smiled and offered a small wave. "This is Michael and Calum," Lauren continued pointing to the other too.

The looked at me as if expecting me to say something.

"Erm, i-it's nice t-to me you," I stuttered out, my breathing growing heavier.

I'd already met so many new people today, I couldn't handle this.

"It's nice to meet you too," Michael spoke followed by Calum saying something of the same sentiment.

I'd zoned out, my heart pounding, ringing in my ears, I was out of breath, panting, unable to take in enough oxygen.

I didn't know what was happening as something gently took my wrist into their hand and led me from the room.

I was gasping as I was taken into another room, away from the party, which was empty.

The person moved me down to the floor, sitting opposite me, before guiding my head down to me knees.

"That's it," he said and I realised it was Ashton from the sound of his voice. "Deep breaths," he spoke calmly, rubbing my back in a soothing motion as he did.

"I can't breath," I panicked, gasping.

"You can. Copy my breathing," Ashton spoke gently, moving so I rested against his chest and could copy his breathing.

It took several minutes but eventually my breathing slowed, becoming in sync with his.

"Better?" He asked gently as I slowly sat up.

"Yes, thank you," I nodded.

"Does that happen a lot?" Ashton asked.

"Does what happen a lot?"

"You having panic attacks, or feeling very anxious."

"I get anxious, I guess," I mumbled.

"A lot?"

I shrugged.

"You don't need to be embarrassed, sweetheart. I just want to know so I can help you; you should have to feel anxious a lot without having a way to cope with it," Ashton spoke softly, his eyes warm.

"Yeah I feel like that a lot. Whenever I'm around a lot of people really."

"So you're struggling to be here today?"

I nodded. "I wanted to come for Lauren. She's my best friend and I didn't want to miss her party."

"Cake time!" I heard someone yell from the other room, possibly Anne.

"We should probably head back in there," I said quietly, looking away from Ashton.

"If you're comfortable with that," he said "if you need a few more minutes then you can."

"No, I'm fine," I said standing up followed by Ashton doing the same.

"Ok, let's go get some cake. It's looks amazing by the way," he smiled.

"Thank you," I blushed.

"And if you start feeling anxious again, come tell me and I'll take you upstairs where it's quieter, okay?"

"Ok, thank you, Ashton."

"No problem, sweetheart.

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Word count: 1400 (1430 with notes)
Requested: I don't have the effort to look back through all our messages to find it. 😂
Published: 29/06/2021

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