Sutton's P.O.V.
"They what?!" He screamed, banging his fist onto the wall beside us. It took me two hours to tell him about what his fans say to me. I promised him I'd tell him after the boys and Sophia left. I backed out a few times, but he kept pestering me, annoying Zayn is the second worst Zayn. First is when he's angry, I think its hot, but that gets him even angrier because I'm not taking him seriously.
Anyways, right when I was going to the bathroom to take a shower, he followed me-not that i mind- and blocked the shower.
"Tell me" he demanded with a straight face, not blinking once.
"Zayn, just let me take a shower then I'll tell you." I winced.
"You said the same thing when I asked you 2 hours ago," he stated with a monotone voice.
I sighed, "Zayn it isn't even that big of a deal...just let it go." I pulled up my towel that was around my body.
"If isn't such a big deal then tell me."
"Honestly, Zayn? Well like I said earlier I don't have to tell you shit. I'll just go to Ever's house and I'll take a shower there, he won't ask me pointless questions." I said smirking, backing away nearing the door that takes you out the bathroom and into our bedroom.
Zayn never liked my best friend, Ever. Zayn thought that Ever only wanted to get into my pants. Please, Ever and I have been best friends since birth, nothing we haven't seen from each other. Ever has a long time girlfriend who he's hoping to propose to in a couple of months.
I was hoping once I mentioned Ever, he would give up and let it go, and realize it isn't such a big deal. But that wasn't the case, he got even angrier and threatened that if I don't tell him right away he would break up with me. I rolled my eyes at him and told him to calm down.
"Fuck Sut! Just tell me or you will REALLY regret it later!" He yells and then adds, "As your boyfriend, I deserve to know what's going on with my girlfriend!" I can tell he's really angry because his neck vain pops out. He's furious.
That's when he came over to where I was, by the door, he wraps his fingers around my wrist, putting an iron grip on it.
"I'm not letting you leave until you tell me what the fuck is going on?"
I took a long sigh and muttered a 'fine'. He loosened his grip on my wrist but just a little bit.
"You wanna know whats going on?"
He nodded with a look that read 'obviously'.
"Your so called 'fans', have been sending me hate about my body, saying I'm a stick, anorexic, and saying that I'm a beard for Ziam. What the hell is a Ziam?! I yelled, letting a single tear roll down my pink tinted cheeks. "I say it doesn't bother me, but it does! I can't help my weight and I can't accept the fact that no matter how much or what I eat, I'll never gain it, I'll never gain it because it will always end up being thrown up. And your fans are making it so hard for me to accept it, and to just love myself." I muttered, fiddling with my fingers.
I didn't want to see his reaction, I couldn't bare it.
That's when he started shouting, I began shaking right when his overwhelmingly thick accent filled my ears.
"They what?!" He screamed, banging his fist on the wall beside us (at least he let go of my wrist).
"I am not going to break up with you because of what people say!"
"Sutton, you should know better I ca-" Suddenly it was like someone had blown an air horn into my ear. I couldn't hear a thing I couldn't comprehend what Zayn was saying to me, it was like my whole world was put on mute.
The room began to spin around me, making my wind spin with confusion. I blindly reached the bathroom sink, to ease myself, but my fingers only grasped air.
"Sutton! Babe!" A voice, I couldn't remember, said.
I slowly felt myself lose balance on my feet and suddenly met the floor's, hard cold tiles.
A/N: To the side or above is Vanessa Hudgens playing as Sutton Maine
