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*WARNING SLIGHT MENTIONS OF PANIC ATTACKS READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. YOUR MENTAL HEALTH AND SAFETY COMES FIRST LOVE YOU GUYS❀️❀️*















































The day had been going good at first. Better than I expected actually. Then that all went down the drain.

We were in the kitchen, Mrs. Richards cooking while Josh and Will were making a tiktok. "Alright, alright training em' young, let's hit a shotty with a bubbly." He says looking at the camera.

Will has a soda in his hand, ready to shotgun it. I'm in the corner behind him, still in the camera frame. I playfully roll my eyes at their stupidness.

"This is only soda guys don't worry." He warns. "Alright hit it Will." He tells him. Will goes for it but struggles at first, Josh helping him open the top of the can.

Once it's open Will puts it to his mouth and starts to down the drink, Josh hyping him up.

It takes him a few seconds but he does it and let's a twisted expression lace his face as he finishes.

"Let's go!" Josh exclaims. His dad makes hollers in the background, making me laugh.

"He did it ba- Jadah." He turns to me. I catch his almost slip up but smile at him nonetheless.

"Good job Will." I say to him as he's trying to catch his breath.

My anxiety has honestly been really high every since we arrived and i've been trying to calm it down, but nothing is working so i've kind of kept to myself, afraid i'll say something wrong.

Josh walks over to the corner i'm in. "Hey." He says softly. I look up at him and give him a small smile. "Hi." I say back.

He wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me off of the wall I was leaning against. My arms are crossed as he pulls me into his body. I lay my head on his chest and he kisses the top of my head.

"What's wrong?" He asks, sensing my anxiety. "Nothings wrong Josh, just observing." I lie.

I don't want him worrying about me when he came here to have a nice time with his family. "Jadah, you don't have to lie to me." He says with a pointed face.

I sigh and look him in his eyes. "I'm not lying, i'm gonna go change into some comfortable clothes, go have fun with your family Josh." I tell him sincerely.

"Are you sure, because if you think this is all too much i won't force you to be around them-." I cut him off. "I'm fine Josh, i'll tell you if something is wrong." I smile.

"You're cute when you're worried." I lightly laugh, kissing his nose.

"Don't take my concern for a weakness." He fake pouts.

"I could never." I smile.

















































I pull on a comfortable crop top and some jogging pants after I shower, feeling grimy after being in that car for such a long time.

Taking a shower really did help me clear my mind so I'm doing a bit better now.

As i'm about to go back downstairs my phone rings. I pick it up and look at the caller id.

Serena.

My sister. My sister? Why would she be calling me. I hesitantly pick up the phone, pulling it towards my ear.

"Hello?" I say answering the call. "Jadah?" I hear my sisters shushed voice.

"Yeah, Serena what's wrong why are you talking so low?" I ask.

I notice she sniffles and confusion takes over my face. "Rena what's wrong?" I ask, my anxiety crawling back into my body.

"Jadah it's dad." She says, a small sob coming out.

My eyes widen. "What about dad, what happened?"

"He's in the hospital again, he had a heart attack again. Jadah this one was pretty bad." Serena reveals.

My whole body goes numb and i fall onto the bed, sitting there in shock. "Serena what are you talking about?" I ask still in disbelief.

"How long ago." I ask. "Last week." She says quietly. "WHAT!" I exclaim.

"Jadah look i-." I cut her off, hanging up.

I feel my throat closing up suddenly. My phone drops to the floor and I make my way to the floor in front of my bed.

My heart suddenly feels like it's going a thousand miles per hour and chills run over my body. I can barely hear anything over my ragged breathing.

My dad. My best friend. The whole reason i'm in LA in the first place is in pain and i'm not even there.

And no one told me for a week. How could they.

Just as I felt my vision become more and more blurry I hear the bedroom open and voice.

"Jadah?" I hear.

I let a sob out and that's when I feel muscular arms wrap around my body.













































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soooo anxiety is a real thing and lots of ppl struggle with it including me a bit so i thought i'd include it in this story.

but this is where some secrets will start to be spilled guys.

blonde zayn>>>>> literally anything else

anyways yes i left y'all on a little cliff hanger and what about it?😌

stay lovely and bad guysπŸ₯°.

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