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You didn’t often have anxiety attacks

When you did have them, you usually kept it to yourself

You had your own strategies to get through one

But sometimes that didn’t work and Luca hated seeing you in pain

He would hold you as you struggled to breathe and get out your words

He would talk you through it and make jokes to make you laugh

Get you a glass of water afterwards

You would explain to him what set off the anxiety attack and he would listen to you patiently

He would ask how he could support you in the future

“Well don’t you look cute today.” Chris smirked as he looked you up and down, appreciating the outfit your were wearing. 

You blushed, “Stop. You’re parents are in the room.”

“Just date already. This is too painful to watch.” Piper groaned.

It had been a complete accident

He would rush you to the emergency room despite you telling him your were fine

Carlisle trying to calm him down and explaining to him the next steps

You reassuring him your were fine

Him hovering because he blames himself

Reminding him that you’re human and these things happen

Making sure you take painkillers and rest your foot

Cooking for you and buying whatever snacks you want

Cuddling with you at night to make sure you don’t hurt your foot more

"You know I don't actually like Wyatt right?" You spoke softly to Chris. You wanted, no needed, him to know that there was nothing going on between you and his brother.

Chris sighed, "I wouldn't blame you if you did."

"I don't. I like you."

"Wait, seriously?"

When you had first come to the school no one knew what to expect but they all slowly warmed up to you as you managed to get the hang of your powers. It hadn’t been easy but everyone was so welcoming and understanding.

“How are you doing today?”

“Good, I’m doing really good. I’m so glad I came to the school.”

“You’re his what?!” Your sister yelled. You jumped in shock, your back hitting Jed’s chest and so Jed wrapped his arms tightly around your waist while Hope glared at him.

“You can hate me as much as you want but I care about your sister and nothing you do it going to change that.” Jed firmly spoke as you looked up at him.

“You mean that?”

“Always, for you.”

“Wait, Jed are you jealous?” You asked in disbelief. He had always been so sure of himself so watching him get so angry and protective of you was not something you were used to.

“I am not jealous.” He huffed.

You giggled, “You really are. Oh my god, you’re actually jealous.”

“Stop saying that.”

“Look, I don’t care what they say. You are my family and family sticks together. I’m here for you. Don’t worry about them, if they’re really your friends, they will get over it.” Jed spoke

You sighed, “Thank you.”

“Of course, you know you can count on me.”