Heartbeat Away {Luke Hemmings}

Luke broke her heart so many years ago. However, he's never fully gotten over her. He's tried everything to get her back, but with her changed email, Twitter, deleted Facebook and number, there was no way for him to contact her. When he finally thinks he's over her, she spots her in the streets with him. She gives signs that she might like him again, except she has a boyfriend. Will she dump her current boyfriend of 4 years for Luke, or will she be the one time break Luke's heart this time?


9. Panic Attack

Rosie' POV


Silence filled the air as I watched him pace back in forth. His breathing was heavy and his fist were clenched, telling me he was frustrated. However, this was like frustration times ten.


What could possibly be wrong with him...?


"Don't worry though Luke. I called him already and he said it was ok for the both of us to escort each other to Mikey's party," I said, trying to reassure him.


That only led to making his breathing louder than before. I guess that wasn't the problem.


My eyes followed him as he paced back in forth, envelopes occasionally falling down from the gushes of wind he created.


"Luke... Maybe you should sit down?"


He walked over to the couch across from me. I watched him sit. It was so easy to see how jittery his legs were. They were shaking insanely. His face had grown redder before.


I could finally detect what was happening. He was having a fit. An anxiety attack which usually led to something else.


Not sure what to do, I slipped into the kitchen, looking for an inhaler. After all these years, I still had random inhalers shipped to me because of Luke. I slipped out the most recent one and ran back into the living room to find Luke lying on the catch spazzing out a bit. 


I ran over to the couch, getting him up. I sat him back on the sofa, allowing his head to rest on my lap, his legs not fitting onto the couch. 


"Ok Luke. Breathe, just breathe. In, and out. In and out. Everything is ok." I told him, pressing down on the inhaler twice. I threw the medication onto the table. I could feel him breathe normally again. I sighed in relief and watched him get up. 


"Luke, I'm sorry, but what the hell was that?" I asked. He got up his current position and started pacing around again. "Not again.." I placed the inhaler back onto the table instead of bringing back into the kitchen. 


"Everything is not ok Rosie. Don't you understand? I'm still in love you.."


"Wait.. You, you what?" 


"Um, nothing. I'm sorry. I'll see you at Michael's birthday. Um.. Well.. Bye." He gave me a kiss on the cheek and stumbled out of my house. 


I was in utter shock. Had he been holding out these feelings for the last 15 years. But all those magazines with publishings of him and some model. I had sworn he said that night that he didn't need me anymore and that he wanted someone 'famous'. He didn't want average.... I wonder how long he's felt this way. 

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