Shut Up | Zach Clayton | Completed

Thirty-Three:

Chapter Thirty-Three; Arguments in the crowd.

"she came up to you and told you to back off from Zach?" The sound of Quinn's voice rang through the FaceTime call. I nodded, sighing.

"Wow, what a beach." She laughed, rolling her eyes, playfully. I laughed back.

"Sapphire your going to be on in five minutes. You better get ready."

I mumbled an okay and said goodbye to Quinn, before hanging up on her.

5 minutes passed and I had to go up on stage and sing. I wasn't nervous, like I usually was. But I was emotionless. I was fed up with Naomi's glaring, fed up with how she wanted to steal Zach from me.

The cheering of the crowd caught off all my thoughts, and repleased my emotionless body with happiness, and disbelief. I can't believe I made it up here.

"I asked the guys what song I should sing to ya'll. All of them answered with wifi wifey. I have nothing against Nick's amazing song, but I thought you guys might not want me to sing that. So, let's have a vote. If you want me to sing wifi wifey raise your hand."

Almost immediately everyone raised there. "Okay, you can put your hands down. I'll sing wifi wifey."

"Do you double tap like me?
When I'm on the road, you can Skype me"

"I'll follow if you follow me back,
You're my Wifi Wifey"

"I know your parents don't like me
And your ex wanna fight me. You can hit me up on Snapchat"

"You're my Wifi Wifey"

"What's up, lil' mama, what's good?
Follow me back, yeah I really wish you would. Nick Bean coming straight to yo' neighborhood."

"You know I stay fly like a player really should"

"Oh no."

"Girl, if you Snap me, I'm a' Snap back
And I stay up on your mind like a Snapback"

"Anything you want, you can have that
Body on fleek, girl you know that I love that"

"I'm saving money like Geico,
And babygirl got me dancing like Michael"

"Pockets getting fat, yeah they need Lipo. Really tryna duck, oh no girl, typo"

"Do you double tap like me?
When I'm on the road, you can Skype me."

"I'll follow if you follow me back,
You're my Wifi Wifey."

"I know your parents don't like me, and your ex wanna fight me.You can hit me up on Snapchat,
You're my Wifi Wifey."

"Girl keep it on the low, don't nobody gotta know. You can hit me on Twitter, or hit me on my phone."

"I see you got your nails done. I see you got your hair did."

"I wanna grow old with ya' and have some grandkids."

"I'm saving money like Geico, and babygirl got me dancing like Michael
Pockets getting fat, yeah they need Lipo, Really tryna duck, oh no girl, typo"

I didn't even get to scream because Naomi ran on the stage with a microphone in her hand screaming, "stop singing. Stop it, Sapphire. Oh my god. Shut up."

I blushed embarrassedly, and stopped singing. The audience stopped cheering at stared at Naomi like she was a crazy bitch...which she is.

"What are you doing?" I gave her a confused look, as I spoke into the microphone.

"Saving their eye drums from bleeding. You suck at singing. They don't even like you, so why are you here?"

I looked over at the DJ to see he was calling the security guards to come and get her.

"It's true!" I heard someone yell in the crowd, I stared at the crowd to see multiple nodding, but many shaking there heads. 'What the fuck is happening?'

"No it's not. Stop lying. Dumbass. She probably sings where better than you." I heard a girl shout from the other side of the room. I smiled, and sighed.

"Maybe. But she's hideous." A guy shouted from the back. Naomi smirked, at me.

"I know, right isn't she. Just look at her hair it's puke worthy."

"HER HAIR IS NOT PUKE WORTHY YOU SLUT. SHE SINGS AMAZING, LOOKS AMAZING AND DRESSES AMAZING. WHILE YOU DRESS LIKE A SLUT SO I WOULD SHUT THE HELL UP IF I WERE YOU." A brown haired girl that was really tall shouted.

The fam stared shouting insults at Naomi, until Naomi started shouting tumors.

"She's just using Zach for fame!" Naomi shouted. I scoffed, getting ready to attack her.

"No I'm not! I don't even care if he has these beautiful people supporting and loving him. Even if he had ten supporters I would love him, even five supporters, I would still be in love with him. Hell, even if he didn't have any one, I would still be so fucking in love with him. So shut the fuck up. I love Zach, and you just want to date him, for his fame that's why you've been threatening me for the longest time."

"I do not-"

"Why the fuck you lying? Why you always lying. Oh my fucking God why you always lying." I shouted,along with my true fan that was in the crowd. The security guards finally showed up, and escorted her off of the stage.

I sighed, and just walked off the stage, as I whispered. "I'm sorry." To the fam, knowing that they heard me because of the microphone that was still in my hands.

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Drama drama drama dramaish
Naomi is a bitch bitch bitch. Those fake ass fams are dumb dumb dumb.