It's been a month, tom and I are still somewhat talking. I'm more famous and sing with the band and makes songs myself, people wanna interview the group and I'm apart of the group now so I decided to go with them. We arrive and I greet the interviewers and sitting in-between bill and tom.
" So y/n this is your first interview as I noticed"
Yes it is, I am very happy to be here!
" Amazing, now a lot of people have questions for you and the band, but first can u stand up and show off your beautiful dress"
Of course. I stand up and turn around showing off the dress as someone in the audience yells "ugly ass dress"
Just like you I had said whispering sitting between the boys again as they both start laughing at what I said.
"Well that was rude"
He just called me ugly and I'm not gonna let that slide.
"But you let everything else slide in"
"Dude watch what you say" tom said.
I look down shaking my legs from anxiety trying not to show myself caring much.
"Anyway, y/n some people in the audience would like to ask some questions"
Alright go right ahead.
"When did u start singing"
Well I sang when I was younger but never really thought of the idea of becoming a musician.
"How did u meet the band"
The band looked at me knowing I felt uncomfortable answering that knowing I would have died if they hadn't saved me.
Tom puts his hand on my thigh to prevent my leg from shaking
The band and I have been friends since young age. I obviously lied.
The same guy who had said something before yells again saying " Ur fucking fat stop talking". Toms hand ends up turning in a fist and looks angry while the rest of the band feel bad and mad to.
Listen man, I don't know what your problem is with me but if you wanna come up here and say whatever u were saying to my face I would be fucking happy.
" Alright bet" he comes out from the audience and I start laughing.
And your calling ME fat, yea ok buddy.
" Your a fat ass-
Before he continues talking I cut him off by punching him across the face which made him fall. I walk over and lean over him whispering something in his ear that only him and the band would be able to hear.
Next time you wanna talk shit about me Ur just as small as your dick is, u saying those words don't affect me the slightest bit so u can keep running Ur mouth but next time it will be Ur fucking dick getting cut off. I wave bye to everyone as they cheer for me as I go into the backstage room the boys follow me as tom moves me over and sits next to me putting my head on his shoulder.
"Omg that was badass" bill said.
I know it felt so good getting that off my chest.
" I can make something else feel good" tom whispered in my ear as he smirks sitting back playing with his piercing looking me up and down. I get up and sit next to bill flustered and my whole face turning red.
Tom starts laughing at me.
"I'm only joking y/n" tom said sarcastically.
No Ur not. I said looking away blushing even more.
