Shawn Mendes x Reader
Word count: 1,020
MAJOR TRIGGER WARNING: panic attacks/anxiety - PLEASE do not read if you think this may cause you to trigger from either of these. I am here to talk if anyone needs any comfort or support for them as well.
A/N: Anon requested Shawn having an attack on stage and Y/N being experienced with them and helping him out.
I begin to strum my guitar, feeling waves of musical vibrations running through my body. The atmosphere right now, in this stadium, is incredible - something I’ve never experienced before. If I’m being honest, it frightens me a little but I know that when everyone sings along, everything will be fine. Y/N smashed it with her opening act so the crowd has already been sending me amazing vibes ever since I stepped foot on this stage.
Strumming the chords to Ruin, my hands are shaking a little bit but I know that this song always gets to me physically. I always get lost in the song. When my voice comes out shaky, I cringe a little bit, hoping everyone didn’t think it was as bad as it sounded in my head. It’s when I completely stuff up the next line by stuttering that my lungs feel like they’re being squished together. “I-,” I take a huge breath before continuing, “I… I just have to go - I’ll b-be back.” I say before rushing off stage, my legs feeling awfully weak. I remove my guitar from my body with all of the strength I have left. Y/N rushes up to me, grabbing my shoulders and steadying me slightly. “Shawn! Shawn! Breathe, just breathe.” She says to me as the floor seems as if it will dissipate any second now.