Slightly longer chapter, you're welcome.

/Prince's p.o.v./

I had been worried all night long about Anxiety. It put a sick feeling in my stomach and I had a hard time falling asleep. I really really wanted to know what was wrong with him, but knew if I pried into it further, Anxiety would close off even more. I had to wait.

I walked into the living room and widened my eyes at who was standing there.

"Anxiety." He's out of his room this early? I thought. "Good morning."

"Morning..." he replied simply.

There was a long awkward silence.

"Whelp... I'm hungry." He began to walk past me.

"Hey." I gently reached to grab his wrist but he quickly retracted before I could almost falling back with wide scared eyes.

"Woah, okay I won't touch you..." I put my hands up in surrender. "Just talk to me please. You were acting really weird last night, and it really scared me. I'm worried. Just tell if you're okay. And please don't lie about it?"

He suddenly hugged me. Wrapping his arms around my chest, his hands clutching at the cloth of the shirt on my back. He rested his chin in the crick of my neck, hiding his face. "It was just..." he sniffled. "A really bad attack... that's all... a bad attack."

The embrace was so sudden I felt my heartbeat speed up at the contact. I hugged him back immediately looping my arm around his waist and bringing my other hand up to the back of his head, pulling him closer, and feeling his soft hair. "Why are you crying now then? Was it that bad?"

"Yes..." he replied hiding his face more. "It was so lonely... without you there."

"I'm sorry." I apologized.

"For what? I'm the one who pushed you away..." he muttered.

"I don't blame you for that."I assured him. "After all you're telling me now right?"

He hesitated before replying. "Yeah..."

"I understand that you won't always want to tell me everything that happens to you, it's just the type of person you are, but just know that I'll always be here for you, okay." I then chuckled. "That's what best friends are for right?"

"Okay, I'll keep that in mind." Anxiety pulled away from me drying his few tears.

I frowned slightly missing his warmth, but then smiled happily at him. "Would you like to join me in watching some more Disney movies?"

"Yeah, I'd like that." He showed an almost half smile as he sat on the couch and I went to get my DVD collection.

-&-

/Anxiety's p.o.v./

I opened my eyes slowly, and saw I was still in the living room. I apparently was sleeping on prince's shoulder, said male also snoring softly. The title screen to Tangled was on the TV, and I slightly remembered falling  asleep to it. After all, after last nights events and talking with prince this morning I was pretty tiered. I shifted my arms still feeling the burning sensation in my wrists.

I know I was the one who hurt myself. The evidence was all there, plus depression didn't have a drop of blood on him, and my hands were covered in it. Still... how can I do something so horrible without barely remembering it? It was like I was in some sort of trance, and I didn't know what I was doing.... it was horrible I never want it to happen again... I snuggled a little closer to prince letting his warmth comfort me.

"Remember Anxiety." A voice sounded.

Depression... I looked around the room. He wasn't there but I knew that was his voice. It may sound like all of us, but I can tell the difference in his tone.

"Remember what he really thinks. How he pities you. I wouldn't get too close if I were you... if I feel Princey's in my way I'll be forced to take action..." then the voice was gone.

I turned to Prince watching his sleeping face. I can't tell Prince the truth. I felt horrible for lying to him earlier about what happened last night, but I can't tell him the truth. I need help I know I do, I can't keep fighting depression on my own, but I won't put Prince in harms way just for my own selfish reasons. I have to protect him, I have to protect all of them. I'll take everything. Every pain every heartache if it means none of them have to feel it. Especially Prince... I never want him to be in any kind of pain. So I'll have to continue to hide it. For his sake... I laid back down properly feeling a tear slip down my cheek.

Because I love him...

-&-

Prince once again cooked me and him some dinner. I don't know how he knows all of this stuff considering Thomas never makes dinner for himself, but I wasn't complaining.
Seriously though can Thomas cook? Or is he just being lazy? I couldn't tell.

After spending the whole day with him it grew to be late, and we figured it was about time to go to bed. We reached my door. I suddenly froze in front of it. After all the time with Prince I'd almost forgotten about everything. Even him... what if he's in there again? What if he hurts me again like last night? My door itself seemed to be giving off a dangerous aura. I could see him sitting there on the other side with that smirk on his face. That smirk that would run into that crazed smile when he saw my pain. I don't want to go in...

"Okay." Prince's voice snapped me out of my freaky thoughts. "I shall retire to my own quarters now. Goodnight Anxiety." He turned around and took a step away.

My eyes snapped wide open. "No!" I quickly turned around grabbing his hand.

He stopped, turning around and looking at me strangely.

I kept my eyes glued to the ground. "D-don't go..."

He tilted his head but then his expression softened. He wrapped his hand around mine more properly. "Hey... how about you sleep in my room tonight?"

As if suddenly realizing what I was doing I looked up at him, my cheeks tinted pink. "Wh-what?"

"Yeah it'll be fun. Like a sleepover." He smiled brighter.

I knew I'd be an embarrassed mess being invited into his room, but I'd rather that than what's in my room. "Uh... okay."

"Great, let's go." He began to lead me down the hall.

-&-

He opened to door and I stepped into the grand bedroom.

I guess it's to be what is expected from his room. It was quite a bit larger than mine, painted white, with red and gold curtains and end pillows on the bed. The furniture was good quality. A dresser and two bookshelves filled with fairytales and movies. There were a few chairs in the center with a small table, and behind it on the side wall, a king sized bed.

He let go of his hand, that I had honestly forgotten he was still holding, and began to walk to the dresser. "I'll get dressed real quick so just make yourself comfortable." He got what he needed and walked into his adjoining bathroom.

I sat down in one of the chairs and looked around waiting for him.

A few moments later he walked out in his pajamas.

I gave a small sarcastic laugh.

"What you don't like like my pajamas?" He smiled with an innocent playfulness.

"You look ridiculous, they are a little old fashioned don't you think." I smirked.

"Hey these are high end fashion." Prince defended walking up to me.

"Yeah for the queen of England." I shook my head.

"You're impossible." He huffed. "Tell me you like them, or else."

"Or else what?" I challenged.

"I'm not going to tell you." He sighed with a purposefully dramatic flare. "but I'll be forced to show you if you keep being difficult, so tell me I look ravishing and it won't have to come to that."

"You look..." I trailed off. "Like a moron."

"That's it." He lightly tackled me to the ground, causing the chair to flip over. He sat on top of me with a smirk holding my arms to the side of my body gently. He leaned down so close I could feel his breath on my face. "Say you're sorry and I'll let you up. You may want to make it quick or I'll have to punish you even more." He laughed.

I felt my face go warm. I-is he flirting with me..? I could be wrong but... no I must be insane he isn't flirting, he's simply playing around. Get your head out of the gutter Anxiety. "Fine." I growled trying to seem annoyed. "I'm sorry." It's strange... I usually hate being touched in any way. Well I guess no ones ever really tried it much besides depression, but for some reason with Prince I don't really mind. I like it even... it sends a spark through my skin.

"Good boy." He laughed victoriously.

"Okay now let me up." I told him squirming slightly, but when I looked up at him he was staring at my face. He had a content smile and a gleam in his eyes, and I couldn't quite tell what he was thinking.

I was about to ask him what was up, but he suddenly yawned and rolled off of me, standing back up, and replacing the chair to its original spot.

"If you're tiered we can go to sleep... if you want." I suggested. "I'm pretty exhausted too."

"Yeah I think it's about time." He agreed.

"So should I sleep on the floor..?" I asked.

"What?" He chuckled in amusement. "No you're sleeping in my bed. It's big enough for us both."

"B-both?" I stuttered out.

"Yeah, is that okay?" He asked as he began to undo the nicely made bed.

"Y-yeah, why wouldn't it be?" I practically snapped. I need to stop freaking BLUSHING!

"Then stop standing there and lie down." He crawled under his blankets.

I slowly walked around the other side and climbed in. It was so soft and comfortable. Almost inviting in a way. I stuck my feet under the covers and submerged myself.

"Good night." He muttered and then flicked off the light.

"'Night." I whispered as darkness filled the room.

I let my eyes dart across the black shapes.

I used to not mind the dark... I found it comforting even. It used to be my sense of escape, but lately I've grown to hate it. It scares me... especially when I know he could be lurking anywhere out there at anytime.

I let out a shaky breath, trying to keep myself as calm as I could. Great another night without sleep...

Prince suddenly shifted I saw him reach over and touch a button on the light switch. The ceiling of his room suddenly began to glow with small  dim lights. It looked like the night sky.

I couldn't help but stare in slight awe. I jumped slightly when I felt him grabbing my trembling hand.

"Don't be afraid..." he whispered turning toward me. He then wrapped his arm around me pulling me closer to him. "I'm here for you, remember?"

I was flustered at first and didn't really know how to respond, but I managed a small: "Mhm..." before snuggling closer to him and closing my eyes.

Hey guys, awe! The romance is starting!!! XD sorry I took slightly longer to write this. School is almost over and all he teachers are like: "here have a bunch of last minute work!" I've been like overly stressed, and my own anxiety had been through the roof, so I haven't written much. I hope you understand. Tell me what you thought of the new chapter. Vote and comment, bye!
            ~Hannah😋