*~*Zachary's POV*~*
When Saylor and I woke, after practically no sleep at all, it was a quarter to eleven in the morning, and the first thing I did was panic. My heart was racing, and I just felt like something was wrong. I didn't know what it was at first, I just felt an eerie feeling washing over me which made my heart race and my entire body to break out into a cold sweat.
"Hey. Hey, what's wrong?" Saylor spoke in a soothing voice. "Hey. Shhh. Shhh. It's OK." He managed to calm me down, which I was thankful for, but I didn't know what had brought on the sudden panic attack.
"Shhh. See, it's OK. It's just you and me here. We're at my place. Remember?" He continued to calm me. "You're OK, Zachary. Noting is wrong." It only took a moment of him speaking in that seductive and soothing voice to calm me down. My heart settled into a calm, and even beat. Then, I realized his hands were cupping my face, and the contact made my heart race again, but for a different reason, this time.