Aryanna's POV:
Zayn didn't let go of me, wrapping me up in his hands. "Breathe, Aryanna."
I smelt Ethan and Ian in the next second and I felt a hand brush over my hair. "What happened?"
"I don't know, but I think we need to get back to the house."
Zayn walked over to Ethan's car, dropping me inside with a kiss on my forehead.
I rested against the door, looking outside the window. I was avoiding their gazes, but it didn't stop me from noticing the worried glances they threw my way.
Ian cleared his throat and snapped at Ethan.Bis voice was lined with worry, and it made me ache to touch him, but my body wasn't cooperating. "Can you drive faster? She is shaking."
"I am going as fast as I can, Ian." Ethan's voice was controlled, and I glanced at him to see his jaw clench in the rear view
