Support Act // z.h

s i x t e e n

Jordan's POV
Last night was so fun, I can tell all of us will get along as great friends. Zach stayed the night with Stephanie, which is adorable and I can't believe she's growing up so fast. I've never seen her so happy with any previous relationships, her most recent ex is still into her. They broke up because Steph couldn't deal with a long distance relationship when moving to Los Angeles. They still talk a lot but Stephanie still only sees him as a friend. I pull myself out of bed and check my phone. 7:30 am. Steph had to leave at nine thirty with Zach. I walk out of my room and make myself a coffee, before heading out to the balcony. I hear faint talking from underneath me, Logan was vlogging. I sit outside for a few more minutes before I heard movement inside. Matt just woke up. "Morning, time zones messing with you yet?" I asked. He nods his head and gets a glass of water. I let him wake up a little bit and head into Stephanie's room to make sure her and Zach were awake. I slowly creep the door open. Zach was awake, on his phone with his arms around Stephanie, who was asleep on his chest. "Good morning" he whispers, trying not to wake Steph. "Morning, she should be waking up now, she has to get ready" I reply, he nods his head so I leave the room so he can wake her and I don't have to deal with her grumpy self. I head back up the stairs to where Matt was sitting and began discussing the day.

Stephanie's POV

I could hear people talking, but fought the noise out of my head and tried to fall back asleep. The bedroom door creaks shut as Zach begins to move around. "Baby you've gotta wake up" he whispers, playing with my hair. Did he just call me baby? I'm here for that. "Babe" he says a little louder. I groan as I roll of his chest and sit up. He shoots me a goofy smile. "Good morning" I say, rubbing my eyes. "Morning love" he says. I reach over him and grab my phone from the dresser and unplugging it. It was 7:35, meaning I had just under two hours to get ready. "What are you doing today?" I ask Zach. He pauses and thinks for just a moment. It's small things in the middle of conversations that I love, the way he looks around, the way he looks at me. It's an un-explainable  thing but I just adore it. "Interview at Clevver, then we basically have the day off until 5:30, we have a meeting at Atlantic" He says to me. He didn't know I have a meeting at Atlantic, only half an hour before him. "Who's interviewing you at Clevver?" I ask, I was taking over Joslyn, for all I know I could be the one interviewing him. "Joslyn, I think her name was" He answered. Fuck. I was interviewing him. "Oh cool, I'm filming with them, let me know when you're there. I'll come find you" I lied through my teeth. The thing is, living with an emotionally, verbally and physically abusive family you learn that you need to lie. Jordan was the only one I could really trust. Matt changed his opinion on me daily, but when he found out Jordan and I were leaving he changed. A lot. He found out three months before we officially left and the second he did, he acted like he loved me his entire life. Or the years he knew me, at least. "You should start getting ready b" Zach says, snapping me out of my thoughts. I nod at him slightly before dragging myself out of bed. I skimmed my closet for something to wear and Zach just stayed on his phone on my bed. I decided on a black croptop and red and black baggy pants. "I can't be bothered looking good" I say to Zach. He chuckles and diverts his attention from his phone to me. "You always look good, literally" he reassures me. What a blind bat. I walk across my room and grab my phone from my nightstand. "I'm having a shower, do whatever you want for a bit" I say. He nods as I grab my clothes and head into my en suite.

Zach's POV
Stephanie just went to go have a shower and left me alone in her bedroom. I never really took notice of what was in her room. She had filming equipment tucked neatly into a corner, an entire wall filled with photos of her and I'm assuming friends. On her desk lies papers among papers among papers, all seeming to be song lyrics. On the top of the pile was a song labeled "ocean eyes". The one she sang in the car. My eyes glanced over each and every word written on the page. In the bottom corner, in very tiny text, reads 'inspired by: the ending of Tom & I'. Tom was a familiar name, I've seen him comment on many instagram posts and even messages on her phone during the weekend. I couldn't help but look at more of the songs she wrote. 'six feet under' was on the next page, each line intriguing me more and more. Similar to the page before, the bottom corner read "inspired by: Tris' suicide" reading those four words was like being strangled by truth. I knew some of Stephanie's past because of Jack, but reading these words made me understand everything. I couldn't bring myself to read anything else, instead I walked back and laid on her bed. I hear the water stop running in the bathroom, making everything Steph was doing noticeable. Her voice traveled from the room next door, I was getting lost in every word. She spends a few more minutes in the bathroom before emerging out. "What time is it" she says, by now she was almost fully awake. "It's just after 8" I reply. She nods her head and sits down at her vanity and puts makeup on.

via imessage:

Zach ❤️
We are getting makeup done, this chicks all over me. Yikes

Stephanie ❤️
lol what room? i'll come help

Zach ❤️
Dressing room 2

I hear a faint knock on the door as this Alissa chick opens the door. "Hey Steph, what's up?" She asks, shooting a fake grin. Steph rolls her eyes back and answers with an even more fake grin. "Nothing Liss, just checking in. You only have four artists today?" She asks. I could see why a makeup artist would be intimidated by Stephanie. Her makeup was flawless and she carries herself very well for a 15 year old. "Yeah we do, Kim is sick" Alissa answered. By now everyone in the room was focused on their conversation, even the other 3 makeup artists. "Oh I've got some time let me help" Steph suggests. Alissa looked taken aback, but quickly gained herself again. "No it's okay, you're probably busy with filming, I can't put this on you" Alissa re-assures, with a very clear fake smile. Stephanie flicks her hair off her shoulders, making Alissa seem even more nervous. "It's fine, I have a break right now and I'd love to help out" She says, pushing past and heading over to me. "Hey beautiful" I say as she appears in front of me. "Hey" She reply's grinning. She uses two fingers to move my face around, analysing what Alissa previously did. She whips around and grabs powder from the table behind her. She opens the small black container and dabs powder all over my face, specifically under the eyes. "Give me your arm" she says, pulling it towards her. The passion in her eyes was incredible, she loved it. She places some foundation on my arm before setting it with the same powder. Picking up a palette from the table behind her, she adds a variety of brown lines to my wrist. Looking back up at me, she uses some powder on my face. Watching her was so fascinating, she looked so focused and it was beautiful. She was beautiful.
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