Bedwetting

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If you're wondering why this isn't part 2 of the Anorexia story, I promise it's coming soon! You guys have just all been pushing me to update so I tried to finish this first.

💗💗💗Jachary, ofc.

The first part of this chapter was soooooo relatable for me (aside from the Jachary part obviously) so I hope you enjoy it.

This was a request from -perfectlybroken-

Okay now let's start the story because I'm not mean enough to keep you from this Jachary a moment longer.

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You would think that after years of touring and shows and interviews, the anxiety of performing live would get a little better.

It didn't.

Zach was always plagued by stage fright, no matter how big or small the venue was. He tried to play it off in front of the guys, but after the first few legs on their tour, they figured it out and gave him his space before shows.

"10 minutes until you're on!" a stagehand warned.

Zach nodded, trying and failing miserably to stop his hands from shaking. The other boys were clustered on the other side of their green room, trying not to bother him, but he felt their gaze on his back.

His hands were shaking so much, he couldn't even hold his microphone. His palms were sweaty, so he wiped them on his jeans, shaking them nervously. His heart was pounding so hard that he felt his head pulsing along. He gulped, tying to ease the lump building in his throat. The room suddenly felt really, really hot and he tried to take deep breaths, but they came out shaky and nervous.

Zach was starting to get dizzy. He steadied himself on the wall, shakily lowering himself to the floor. His stomach churned and he felt himself starting to black out.

"Breathe. Breathe." he muttered to himself.

He curled up in a ball on the floor, hugging his arms around himself. "It's okay. I can do this."

None of the words could convince him. He gasped for air, feeling his lungs closing in. It was like the room was collapsing around him, shattering to pieces before his eyes.

This was bad. This was really bad. His stage fright got bad, but never exactly this bad.

And maybe there was a reason for that.

~~~yesterday~~~

Zach scrolled lazily through his phone, scrolling aimlessly through random Instagram pages and liking random fan tweets about him.

He decided to check out his own Instagram page, scrolling through the comments on his most recent post.

One caught his eye.

(A/n: any similarity to real people/accounts is unintentional, I spend basically no time on IG and don't know many accounts. I will gladly change a name if it's similar to someone's or is offensive)

dadiel_cvey.42: he's so disgusting I literally can't even. why does such an ugly, stupid idiot get to be in a band, it's ****ing stupid.

And another.

ihatezacharydherr0n: Abt to throw up that this guy is still famous after everything he did."

vydunve.van_16221: he should just kill himself. honestly. the world would be so much better without him

i.hart.cornby.ble55in: Zach herron: the biggest waste of oxygen in the world

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