Part 3: Itâs getting worst
I sighed and finally sat down on the couch. I donât know why Iâm just so scared, it will be fine. Justin isnât a baby to feel afraid to let him go alone. Staying at the hotel was his idea and I didnât want to make him think about his panic attacks by telling him that I canât leave his side so I just let him go alone. Saying that I regret it is something understandable. I shouldnât have left him go alone and sit here so nervous and worried like that.
I threw my head back and sighed hoping he just does he show and come without anything. I already wish for this tour to be done already because yesterday was enough for me to loose all my patient for the people that do this to him.
I got up and went on twitter. Seeing everyone talking about yesterdayâs scene was horrible because the rumors were so much away from what really happened.
âI really hope you all sop with the pressure you put on Justin and open your eyes to see how much you hurt him.â I almost pressed tweet. It took everything in me to not tweet what I wrote thinking what it could do to Justin. I didnât want him to deal with more drama. I just deleted everything and shut my phone to not see anything that could piss me off and make me me tweet something that I will regret later.
I opened the TV and looked through the channels then shut it when I didnât find anything interesting. Why the fuck was I so nervous? Everything is going to be alright. Just when I was going to get up to go take a shower to calm me down my phone started to ring. Seeing Mikeâs ID made my heart drop. I answered the call.
âYN.â He called. I could hear wind around him and his loud breathing meaning that he was running or walking fast.
âMike! Whatâs wrong?â I called but nobody answered and I just heard him yelling hurry to someone. âMike!â I stood up yelling. I didnât know what to do and panicking wonât give me the chance to do anything. âMike. Whatâs wrong?â
âJustin.â He said through the phone then I heard doors shutting.
âWhat is happening?â I yelled. âMike, what happened to Justin?â I screamed. I kept walking around the house not knowing where to go or what to do. I was in a hotel in a country that I visit for the first time in my life.
âHe...had a panic attack like yesterday,â He started then I heard another door shutting. the people around him saying go go go. âBut this time it was worse and he blacked out.â
âWhat?â I yelled, widen my eyes.
Then I heard an ambulance siren making my heart skip a few beats. Tears fell down my cheeks.
âWHERE IS HE?â I yelled then ran to the room to get ready.
âe are taking him to a hospital.â Mike.
âWhere? Where? Send me the address.â I said. My heart was beating fast and my hands were shaking to the point that I almost dropped my phone twice. I put it on speaker and threw it on the bed.
âYou canât come YN.â He said.
âMike! Send me the fucking address.â I said taking off my pj and put on a shirt and pants.
âYou wonât be able to come alone! At least wait until I take him to the hospital then I will come take you.â He said.
âI am not waiting until you finish. Plus you have to stay by his side so text me the address and I will find a taxi.â I took my phone and started to run out of the room.
âI donât...know.â He hesitated.
âMIKE I CANâT LEAVE HIM ALONE!â I yelled. I had a lack of patient for everyone at the moment. I am stupid. I am so stupid to let him go alone. âMike fucking send me the address or I swear to god I will find it myself.â I said.
âFine, fine.â He said then paused for awhile. When I heard him asking where they were going I sighed.
I probably looked crazy running out of the building but I didnât care. I looked on my two sides not knowing where to go to find a taxi.
âHey, uhm..excuse me?â I tapped on some girlâs shoulder that was standing there next to the hotel. âDo you know where to go to find a taxi?â I asked when she looked at me.
âYou have to pass the other way and walk for about five minutes to find the taxis parking area.â She said.
âOkay thank you.â I said then started to walk where she pointed me. I looked at the cars but didnât care and passed ignoring them honking at me. I ran to the other side then kept walking straight just like this girl told me.
âOkay I sent you the address.â Mike send then my phone vibrated on my ear.
âNo, stay on the phone until you get in a taxi.â He said and I nodded even though I new he couldnât see me.
I finally saw a taxi sign which made me hurry to the place. I saw a lot of taxis parking so I walked to one of them. I got in and gave him the address after I hung up with Mike.
When I got there, I forgot that I didnât have money. âHey uhm my friend is inside so I will go get money from him.â I said. He hesitated at first but when he saw how scared and worried I am he agreed.
I ran in while looking for Mikeâs number. He answered on the second ring. âIâm in the hospital where are you?â I asked.
âWait, I will come get you.â
I sighed and rubbed my thumbs together while looking right and left hoping for him to be okay. After a few second I saw him walking toward me.
âWhere...Where is he?â I straight up asked.
âCalm down. He is okay and awake now. Come I will take you there.â He said.
âNo, I didnât have money to give to the taxi so go give him his money.â I said. âJust tell me whatâs his room number?â I impatiently asked.
â672. Second floor.â He said. I nodded and didnât even wait for him to say anything else, I started to run to the elevator.
I pressed second floor and looked up calling Godâs name. When the door opened I hurried out then started to look for the rooms. My heart dropped when I saw his room number on one of the door. I quickly opened the door to find scooter in front of the bed.
âJustin!â I called grabbing everyoneâs attention. I ran to his opened arms and hugged him tight.
âHey, itâs okay. Iâm okay.â He said as I shook in his arms. I finally let relives tears down my eyes as he rubbed my back. âPlease donât shake like that.â He said.
I pulled away and wiped my tears. âAre you okay?â I asked him nodding.
He smiled nodding. I shut my eyes and sighed. âYou scared the shit out of me.â
He gave me a sorry look as I sighed.
âAre you sure youâre okay?â I asked again. He nodded rubbing my hand. âWhat happened?â
âItâs getting worst.â He whimpered and looked away.