the croatian maestro - one shot stories

✧.* the car ✧.*

*tw: panic attack*

i was feeling anything but good. i was having one of the worst panic attacks i had ever had. i couldn't think straight at all.

the world seemed so blurry, i felt like i could die at any moment.

i had forgotten where i was, who was around me, and so on.

i happened to be in a car, but i couldn't remember why i was there or what car it was.

i was in madrid, in valdebebas.

i was hugging myself, curled up, struggling to breathe or think properly.

i had already had some bad panic attacks before, but damn, this one was on another level.

it was so overwhelming.

i didn't even notice it, but someone was approaching the car.

more precisely, luka modrić.

he opened the car and sat to my side.

he was so gentle. he said:

- what's wrong, are you okay?

i couldn't answer. i was crying and having a hard time breathing correctly.

he then said:

- okay, let's breathe in and out, slowly...

he grabbed my hands in order to let me know he was there.

that's when i looked up and noticed he was there.

i was still really overwhelmed. i started crying a little more.

i just couldn't take it anymore.

he told me:

- it's all gonna be okay... don't worry... hey, hey... i'm here for you.

i felt like i was important to someone for the first time in a while.

i tried telling him, though i whispered and stuttered:

- t-t-thank y-you... *tears* i... i'm just so e-e-exhausted...

- it's okay... take your time... i promise it will all be alright. giving up is not an option, okay? don't ever forget that. you can always call or text me if you need me!!

- o-okay... t-thanks...

panic attacks are always hard to deal with for me, especially when they're intense. but with the right helping hand, it eases the burden of it. the world feels a little lighter despite its weight.

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hiii everyone!! here is a second one shot 🤍

anything written in bold are quotes luka said himself. :)

thank you so much for the support again <3

love y'all! take care :)

mari xxx