*You hid in the bathroom at a party, having a major panic attack. You hurt yourself again. You hear someone slamming and kicking the door. "Open the door." he shouts. He's your enemy, although, you know he likes you. You stand up, opening the door. "I-Im sorry i didn't-" you tremble and pause. "Next time something like this happens, you tell me" *he rushes in, pinning you lightly to the wall, looking down at you. "Did you hurt yourself?" he asks "Yeah i...i didn't mean to..." you mumble. He brushes his lips over your ear as he whispers "Hurt me instead y/n. I can take it. Let me take away your pain."