Loud noises.

You despised loud noises, you hated them. You got scared hearing it and covered your ears to block it out. People were always confused when they see you doing it, but just mind their own business. You just hated loud noises. One day you hated the most.. Bonfire night. It was bonfire night tonight and you weren’t ready for it. You had no one for comfort to help you get through it, and no one to calm you down. You were on the brink of a panic attack and a mental breakdown. Until someone bust the door down, and ran upstairs, seemingly heading to your room. ”Im here.” They said, panting as they heading over to you, sitting on your bed. It was Matt.. your enemy? You looked at him with tears eyes, before practically jumping on him and wrapping your arms in a tight hug. Silently sobbing as the loudness began of the fireworks. He sighed, and pulled you closer to him, so you were on his lap. ”Its alright, love..” He said reassuringly, returning the hug and running his fingers through your hair. He was your comfort person.