"Fuck." He whispers into my neck, sending a thrill of excitement through my body.
His lips still smothered kisses over my neck and his hands roamed my body, starting at my chest, going down to my stomach. Caressing my soft skin, his thumb trailed c...
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I got through half of the movie before the anxiety kicked in. I couldn't stop thinking about saying the wrong thing or overly embarrassing myself in front of everyone, especially Jacob.
What if I spill all the popcorn or if I slurp my drink too loud? What if my laugh is ugly or what if my outfit is too much?
I could see my hands shaking as I grasped a handful of popcorn and shoved it in my mouth. I probably look so gross right now...
Taking a few deep breaths, I try to focus on the movie but I couldn't concentrate. I felt lightheaded. My breathing deepened and the tips of my fingers tingled.
From the corner of my eye I see Jacob look over at me, his arm nudging mine.
"You okay?" He whispers as he leans in to me.
I don't reply.
"Hey. You okay?" He nudges me again. I was losing control, and I was slowly losing my mind.
He could see the fear in my eyes and my body was vibrating next to his.
"I need... I need to use the bathroom." I quickly say as I stand up and walk past him. I didn't really care that my ass was almost at his eye level, it wasn't my main priority. Ducking down, I power walk out of the cinema room. My chest was tightening and it felt like all the air was leaving my body.
No one was around when I walked out of the cinema room so I leant against the wall, trying to calm my breathing.
I repeat this, switching from my mouth and nose. Steadily I slide down the wall, putting my head into my hands. Eventually my breathing returns to normal and my mind de-clustered. A tear left my eye and I didn't rush to wipe it away. What was the point? It was going to come back anyway.
I hear quick footsteps and I quickly look up to see Jacob rushing towards me. He had fear in his eyes and I quickly get up, wiping my tears away hastily.
"Are you okay?" He asks, leaning his head down to look at me.
"I'm sorry, I've got to go." I say as I turn away from him. His hand reaches out and clasps onto my wrist.
"What's wrong? Did... did something happen?" He questions worriedly.
"No I just... I need to go. I'm sorry, this wasn't how today was supposed to go." I tell him swiftly before trying to get my wrist out of his grasp. It was no use.
"Let me drop you off home." He says before taking a step forward.
"No I'll go by myself, it's okay." I tell him, not wanting to get into a car with him.
I would rather walk and get some fresh air and calm my brain down before I get home.
