EMMA'S POV

It was...

Tyler

(Thank gosh)

"It was your mom, but don't worry, I would never let her in this house or anywhere near you." He said before looking at you.

You were still on the floor panting and gasping for air.

"Oh my God what's wrong?!?" He asked with concern and panic in his eyes.

"I-I can't b-breathe." You somehow manage to get out in between gasps for air.

"Oh, your having a panic attack!" He said with a concerned look all over his face.

"Okay, just calm down. No one is going to hurt you. Your okay. Just calm down. Take a deep breath. You're okay." He said trying to calm you down and take a breath.

You keep trying to take a breath and calm down, but it's not working.

"Holding your breath." Tyler mumbled to himself.

Tyler immediately plugged your nose and gently held your mouth closed.

You were trying your best to fight him off of you.

After about 5 seconds you stopped struggling and started feeling very light headed.

After about 10 seconds he let go of you.

You realized that you could actually breathe when he let go of you.

"H-how did you do that?" You ask Tyler, still panting a little from before.

"We had it on an episode of the show I'm on. On the show Dylan had a panic attack and Holland kissed him. It's holding your breath. Holding your breath can stop a panic attack."

"Well, thank you." You said.

"No problem. How do you feel now?" He asked.

"I feel like I'm going to pass out."

"Okay, lye down. If you lye down, blood will go to your head and you won't be able to pass out." He says.

You nod your head and you lye down a bit too quickly because you end up hitting your head on the tiles on the floor.

"Owww." You say as you move your hand to the back of your head.

He chucked for a second before picking you up and carrying you to the couch to lye down.

"Do you mind bringing me upstairs to a bed so I could sleep?" You ask because you felt your eyes lids getting really heavy.

You were holding onto Tyler because he's carrying you bridal style.

"Of course." He says as he walks up the stairs with you in his arms.

He walks to his room because Chole is sleeping in the spare bedroom. The other rooms don't have sheets on them or pillows or things like that.

He lays you down on his bed after he pulled the sheets back, then he pulls the sheets back on top of you.

He kisses your forehead and whispers "goodnight Em"

"Goodnight Tyler."