summary: in which you are at the let's trip tour with the triplets, and hear fans whispering and making hurtful comments about you
possible TW: small mentions of su*cide attempt, hurtful words.
y/n's pov
we were at the texas stop for the triplets tour today. me and chris had announced our relationship right before tour, so he wanted me to be included in meet and greets, but only if i was feeling up to it for that day. we were currently in walmart grabbing last minute snacks, drinks, whatever we needed until we'd be able to stop at a store again. i was in the candy and chips aisle by myself, and chris was the next aisle over. i was looking at the chips when i heard people whispering behind me.
"that's chris' girlfriend," was the first thing i heard. "ew.. she looks fat," another girl whispered. that was my sign to not give them any inch of attention. "and she's looking for more food, like she needs it," they laughed. "i don't know what chris sees in her," "i heard she's depressed and tried to kill herself before" "maybe she should try harder next time!" they laughed, walking away, saying that last part as loud as they could when they walked by me. i couldn't move. i could deal with the comments online, but having them stand right behind you and saying it was worse.
"baby! i found that juice you like!" chris came down the aisle, holding a 6 pack of it. "what's wrong?" he said and he put what he had in the cart. "nothing, i'm fine," i smiled at him. "no no no, you need to talk to me baby," he grabbed my hand. "you look like you just witnessed a murder, what's going on, love?" he looked at me. "those girls.." i whispered. "what girls? what happened?" he took his finger and lifted my chin up. "they stood right behind me and talked about me. said i was fat, they don't know what you see in me, and then.." i took a deep breath, my eyes watering.
"you're okay baby, take your time.." he used his free hand to rub my back, not once breaking eye contact with me. "then said next time i try to kill myself i should try harder," at the end of the sentence, a sob escaped my mouth and chris pulled me into his chest. "shh, shh, you're okay, i got you.." he whispered into my hair. "i wanna leave," i mumbled into his chest. "okay, hold on.." he pulled away to grab his phone, and he called someone. "hey, can you come grab the cart? something happened and me and y/n are gonna wait in the bus" "okay" "thanks". i wiped my eyes, and then matt and nick came around the corner.
"you okay?" nick asked when he saw my face, and i just nodded. chris grabbed my hand and we walked out of walmart, and onto the bus. he sat down and immediately pulled me into his lap, holding onto me tightly. "i love you, y/n. i'm sorry i wasn't there with you. i feel terrible. i promise everything they said was wrong. you are beautiful baby, so so beautiful. i'm with you because i enjoy being around you, you make me happy. i'm with you because of your personality, you are so beautiful inside and out baby. do not listen to a single word they said, they don't know my pretty girl like i know my pretty girl," he said, kissing my head over and over. "i love you," i mumbled into his neck.
"it just hurts, i can deal with it online but in person is so much worse," i wiped my eyes. "i know baby, i can't even begin to imagine how it feels. i'm sorry i wasn't there to help you," he said, lifting my chin to kiss me. "it's okay, it's not your fault." i whispered, laying in his neck closing my eyes.
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