He sighed heavily and rolled his shoulders back a bit. There was a horrible crick forming in between his shoulder blades and he was certain that it was going to spread along his spine until his whole back hurt. That was what anxiety did to him, it stiffened his bones and locked him up. "I don't mean to.. reject you. You're very pretty," he offered up. "I'd do it, really I would, but I can't. I really can't."
Now his chest felt weird, and his breath wasn't flowing so easily. It was choppy and hard for him to breathe in and out when his throat felt like it was closing up. "I can't do it. I was excited, I swear. I was, but I can't!!" Panic was flooding his very being and Merlin felt sick to his stomach.
"I'll pay for the fine. Everything. I'll talk to them.. I can't.. I'm.. I'm in love with my best friend." There it was, what he couldn't ever admit to himself until now. He was in bloody love with Natalie McDonald. He still couldn't breathe right and his eyes were watering up. Boys didn't usually cry, but Merlin feeling panicked was going to cry like a baby.