Quick A/N Before this starts! So, if anyone's confused, the desc. was basically a little prologue, you'll get more of it within the chapters. Also, I'd love to see some criticism! I love to write, and I'm always open to tips and such! So, uh, anyways...NOW YOUR FEATURED PRESENTATION.

     Anxiety's POV

     It's officially Friday. It just hit Midnight. I've been up since...maybe 1 in the afternoon? I'm not entirely sure at this point. I mean, when you're up till sunrise, sometimes even later, you tend to lose track of your sleep schedule. Even though I lose track of it, Logan, Roman, and Patton always seem to sort it out for me, and beg me to get more sleep. Now, if I could, I would, but I can't. I just can't. I don't know why, either. Whenever I try to explain to them I just can't change it, they just don't understand. Well, Logan does. I mean, he's Logic for crying out loud. But, Patton tries to make me tired. It never works. I get he's trying to help, but nothing works. And Roman...he'll try anything. He really will. I mean, he is my boyfriend after all. We've only been dating for about a month. We try our best to keep it a secret, and so far, it's working. We just don't want to send Patton into a fan-boying coma, and to keep Logan from constantly stalking us and collecting "information" for...whatever reason. I mean, hiding it isn't exactly hard. I don't exactly let him be super romantic. He knows my boundaries, and he's very careful about them, which makes me love him even more. But, besides romantic gestures, I don't really let him, or anyone,  touch me, at all. I will flinch at the slightest touch. Like, someone will accidentally brush against my shoulder in the hallway, and I just kinda freeze for like five seconds, then continue on my way.

     I glance up at the clock. 12:17 huh...I never knew time could fly so fast while you're bored. I mean, it is approaching 12:30, when I usually will begin to browse tumblr. I suppose I should get to that.

*A wild timeskip appeared...

     Why did I have to wake up? I was having an amazing dream. Don't ask. Just don't. I should send a text to Roman.

     AngstyAnx: morning.

     RomanticRoman: Are you now just getting up?

     AngstyAnx: yeah why?

     RomanticRoman: It's 2 in the afternoon...

     AngstyAnx: *9

     RomanticRoman: Nine in the afternoon...?

     AngstyAnx: yep.

     RomanticRoman: Oh, I get it now.

     AngstyAnx: anyways, good afternoon.

     RomanticRoman: Good afternoon, Love.

     I felt my cheeks heat up at his little comment. I just re-read it over and over again, every time making my heart leap. Around the fifth time I read it, I heard my door click open. I drew my attention to the door, hoping it wasn't just someone saying "hey Thomas needs you for a vid. K bye." The person stepped in and I immediately recognized him. The red sash, almost impossible not to recognize them. Roman. "Good afternoon." He said, closing the door behind him. "Afternoon." I responded. He made his way over to me and sat on my bed next to me. "Love, you really need more sleep." He said. "Look, Roman, I'm fine. Really."  "No you're not, love. You need more than three hours of sleep." His voice was filled with concern, and I did slightly feel bad, but I just can't control it..."Look, I'm fine, okay? Now come on, I'm hungry."

so uhhhhhhh...this is a little preview of what you're getting. so if you like this add it to your library or something i dont care but if you want updates, you know what to do. anyways cya.