Time was passing by quickly. I studied hard with Idris and Camilla. I was even attending class again.

I sat beside Camilla in lecture, but she wasn't here today. So, I made sure to take good notes to text her tonight.

My heart was beating steadily in my chest. I tried not to focus too much on it, because I knew that it could trigger an attack. Instead, I let my eyes go back to the front of the class. Watching Mr. Sullivan write an example on the board. Making sure I copied everything correctly. I suddenly lurched forward in my seat, feeling my heart beat too hard. The guy beside me gave me a nervous look. No. Not again. I could do this. I could stay in class.

I took a deep breath and held it in deeply, slowly letting it go. I continued with my notes. Drawing the chart on the board when it visibly tilted. My body felt light and my heart began to pick up its pace. Shit. Seconds was what I had. No, I was out of time.

My pencil dropped to the floor as I let it go. I closed my eyes, feeling my blood pressure rise. I knew an attack was coming. I grabbed my books and backpack, forgetting about my pencil or bottled water. I had to leave.

As I reached the restroom, I burst the door open. Thankful it was empty. I jumped into the nearest stall. I felt the tears on my face before I felt the anger. For once! Just once, I would like to attend a class or go out without having to have an attack! I took out my pill bottle and took my medication. I was angry and upset. My fingers running through my scalp.

I left the stall, leaving the science building. The night air felt cool and fresh. I breathed it in deeply, but not enough. I felt as though I couldn't get enough air in my lungs, but I didn't want to care. I just wanted to get to my car. Drive home and lay in bed and cry.

My step faltered as I walked forward. I stopped. Looking around for anyone. There weren't any other students or staff outside. Classes usually ended at the hour or ten minutes beforehand and I was minutes away from that. No one would be out of class for a while. Just my luck.

I pulled out my phone, calling Henry. Annoyed every time the phone rang. He didn't answer. "Shit!" I groaned. I had no choice. I would slowly walk to my car. Even though I felt so, so lightheaded.

"Alixandria." I felt hands around me. His scent hit me first and I immediately relaxed. It was Idris. What was he doing here? He should be in the tutorial center. "What's wrong?" Idris held my body steady.

I closed my eyes for a moment. Trying desperately to control my heartbeat. His hold on me helped my body relax.

"Help me get to my car."

"Okay." He nodded. His hands stayed around my waist.

"What's wrong with your heart?" Idris asked, stunning me.

"How did you know it was my heart?"

Idris looked dark and pensive. A little angry even. "You shouldn't be out walking this late to your car. Especially if you're not feeling well."

"I'm okay now Idris." It wasn't necessarily a lie. I could feel my heartbeat slowing down. He took my keys from my bag, helping me sit in the passenger seat. He closed the door for me and came around. Taking a seat on the driver's side. Did he plan on staying with me?

"And what if you weren't." He continued, angry. "Why didn't you call me?" Idris demanded. I wanted to chuckle.

"Well I am and because I don't have your number, duh."

He took my phone from my hand. Searching for something then typing what I imagined was his number. "There, now you do. Now let me drive you home."

"What? No, I can drive myself." I frowned. Idris was crazy.

He looked at me with that deathly green glare. "Really because the way you're breathing and the look of exhaustion tells me otherwise. Now stop arguing with me on this cause you won't win... and buckle your seatbelt." He started the car.

"What about you Idris?" How was he supposed to get home?

"I can Uber back." He shrugged. "Now where do you live?"

I pointed to the left. "The Renaissance apartments right off campus." He nodded and we headed off. I closed my eyes, leaning back in the seat. The cold air felt good on my skin. I looked towards Idris who had his eyes trained on the road.

When we arrived, Idris helped me out the car. I was feeling myself again. A bit shaky like I always did after an attack, but I was good. I knew my medication would prevent another attack from happening.

"Thanks Idris." I said shyly. The whole experience had been a bit embarrassing to me. I hated feeling like I needed to be taken care of.

"Anytime short stack." He locked up my car and handed me the keys. Stepping away from my doorway. He began walking away "See you tomorrow." He winked with a smile.

Tomorrow? To study?... Oh shit, our date!