Shut Up | Zach Clayton | Completed

Thirty-Four:

This is the last chapter and I'm so fucking sad to see it end. The next chapter will be am update and an epilogue.

Chapter Thirty-Four; Acceptance

"So, you sang well..." Timmy blurted out, causing everyone in the car that wasn't driving, to glare at him.

"Yeah Naomi running onto the stage screaming, 'shut the fuck up, sapphire' when I'm singing, means that I'm the best singer in the world." I rolled my eyes sarcastically.

"So...She's just jealous that you have Zach and she doesn't." Rudan tried to lighten up my mood.

"Then what about the supporters? Why do the viewers drop when they first see me, when I sing, what about the hate?"

"They-" Sterling tried, I looked up at my younger twin and shook my head before cutting him off.

"They are not jealous, you guys absolutely adore them. They know that, you guys love them more than anything. Everyone knows that."

"We do love them." Zach agreed, popping up into the conversation like how popcorn pops in the microwave-, slowly. "But we don't love the fake supporters. The ones hating on you are fake."

I rolled my eyes and pouted to show them I didn't care, what they said because my opinion was right.

"It happens to me all the time, Sapphire. You shouldn't be this affected by it." Timmy argued, not even five minutes after my pouting started.

"What are you talking about?" Edwin asked, finally getting off of his phone to listen to our conversation.

"The viewers dropping right after they see you, hear you, everything." Timmy paused, not saying anything.

Rudan took that as a chance to murmur what they did to him, "The supporters telling you that you don't deserve the person you love or the person you love doesn't deserve you."

"You see, I'm perfect and I don't get that, but I can only imagine how you feel." Sterling joked, when the car stopped and then he got out and walked into the hotel.

"Yeah Ik you've always been the perfect twin out of us. Mom and Dad always loved you." I mumbled, getting out of the car too.

I put a fake smile on my face as I reminded my self that this was the last stop of the tour until we would be back home, for a while.

Zach ran up to me and grabbed my hand. He intertwined his fingers around mine. My heart literally melted.

"Baby, please don't listen to them. I had seeing you like this, I don't want to see you hurt. You know that."

"I-I'm s-s-sorry. Maybe they were right, you are out of my league."

I don't even know why I said that... But I did. My mouth has a mind of his own, I guess.

"No no no no. Stop it!" Zach whined, before he stopped walking and pulled me close to him. So that we were face to face.

Both of our hands were still holding each other. Zach squeezed my hands, and sighed deeply. That's when my fake smile went into a real smile."

"Please don't ever say that. I hate when girls say that. Especially the most perfect girl ever."

I shook my head, and stared down at our hands. "I'm not perfect."

Zach let go of one of my hands that he was holding, and moved his hand to move my hair out of my face.

"You are to me."