tw panic attack

y/n pov

i just stare at the phone unable to move. memories coming back in flashes. eventually it stops ringing and i just stare at the black screen. until it lights up with a text.

we see you.

i feel like the breath was sucked from my lungs. i was choaking on nothing as no air was getting in. i started to shake jumping when a hand was placed on my shoulder.

lizzies pov

scarlett and i watch with caution as y/n stares at her phone completely frozen. it wasnt until she started choaking on air that we snapped out of our daze i place my hand on her shoulder watching as she flinches away i dont remove my hand watching as she slowly realizes its me.

her eyes were jumping from place to place not focused on anything as her eyes glossed over. out of the corner of my eye i see scar glaring at anyone that looked in our direction for to long. "y/n, can you hear me" i asked softly walking a bit closer to her slowly so she doesnt flinch again.

she doesnt respond but i can tell the lack of air is beginning to be a bigger problem as she quite literally isnt getting any air in. "hey-hey sweetheart, i need you to look at me. focus on my face y/n" i said softly but firmly. she has grabbed onto both my hands tightly by now looking around behind me and jumping everytime there was a remotely loud noise.

i lifted my hands her grip bone crushing to grab her face. "i need you to breathe for me" i blow on her face gently and she finally looks at me. panicking more realizing she cant breathe.

"m-mum i- i cant-t bre-at he" she choaks. i pull her into my arms holding her head against my chest.

"i need you to follow my breathing, can you do that baby" i whispered as she stopped gasping breathing very short fast breaths. " you got this sweetheart" i gently guided her breathing until she calmed down more.

the only thing she didn't stop doing was shaking. poor girl was visibly shaking in my arms. i did my best to comfort her resting my head on hers, running a hand up and down her back gently swaying side to side.

scarlett had come back over to us picking up y/ns phone which she dropped on the floor before placing a hand on y/ns lower back looking down at the girl who had her eyes tightly screwed shut. the blond showed me the phone screen seeing the message at the bottom.

im not gonna lie the text even made me panic. i started to slowly look around for anyone that looks suspicious as it occurs to me i have never actually seen her parents in person.

"lizzie there're not here" scarlett said noticing. i took a deep breath nodding before looking down to y/n again. her shaking has lessened and she had her hands just under my jumper squeezing the bottom of my shirt in her fists.

"your okay, your okay" i repeated rocking her. we stood there for a couple more minutes while scar grabbed the rest of the things we needed from this isle. and as we were in the middle area we cut through the middle of the isle to the next one over.

y/n refused to leave my side holding onto me as we walked and i pushed the trolly. scarlett was in mum mode going through the list ensuring we were getting everything we needed. the tolly was over flowing at this point but we were almost done.

y/n still hadn't talked walking silently behind us. we got to the checkout letting a lady with only 2 or 3 items infront of us before beginning to unload them onto the conveyor belt thing. we packed everything into bags the tinted glass window infront of us allowing us to see if any paparazzi were in the streets before we went out there.

luckily we didnt see any so we left only to be surrounded.

y/ns pov

i was zoned out for the rest of the trip thinking and spiraling. this feeling of someone watching me. maybe i wasnt paranoid. or maybe they are just messing with me and they are back in the outskirts of LA rotting in a car crash.

the time went past in a blur until we went outside and i was bombarded with lights. "Y/n why have we never seen you with your parents" "lizzie, why are you always with the young actress" "scarlett are you finally dating your co-star chris evans" "y/n over here" "y/n what is it like being in such a big project" "scarlett do you have any more kids we dont know about" "lizzie how are your sisters"

it was non stop. i could tell scar and lizzie were uncomfortable as they tried putting the grocerys into the car. "leave us alone. for fucks sake. dont you have a life stop nagging to know about ours. its just sad"

i suddenly said out loud and louder than i meant i saw scar cracked a smile as she closed the boot getting in the front seat as lizzie and i sat in the back. i rolled the window down waving with a massive smile before flipping them off again. as soon as scarlett pulled out of the park and i rolled my window up my face dropped and i stared ahead.

faintly i heard someone talking to me but i couldnt hear them. the only thing i did realise was when lizzie had pulled me into her arms again. i could tell we both found comfort in the embrace and i just dug my head into her chest taking deep breaths.

scarlett started playing taylor swift specifically 'bejeweled' earning a small chuckle out of lizzie.

i dont remember falling asleep but when i woke up it was dark outside i was on the couch leaning on chris evans. "NO shhhhush, just because your child would rather lean on me than you you cant pick her up to take her up to bed. y/n is MINE now" i feel an arm wrap around me so i reposition a bit so im hugging the arm knowing either everyone is almost laughing at this reaction or rdj/mackie is filming it.

"fine then but when she complains when she wakes up we're blaming it on you" i believe lizzie comes to sit next to me as the couch dips so i let go of evans immediately curling up to her side she chuckles making a comment before running a hand through my hair. i lay there a minute before opening my eyes to see evans with an actual hurt expression.

"what?" i question with a small smirk.