Sugar Daddy-Zorbyn AU

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Zach's pov:

I sat there on the loveseat, not moving, not doing anything else, but thinking for hours. Did I upset Corbyn by staying here? I hope he isn't mad. I check my phone for his goodnight text. Nothing. He always says goodnight love or goodnight baby boy or something cute.

But no there wasn't a text waiting for me. It made me upset. I was in tears for a couple hours after that. I looked at the time. 4 am. I get up in 30 minutes.

I decide not to come in to work today. I check my messages again. Still no text. His Snapchat map says he's at his house. I turn on Netflix and watch Lost in Space until I passed out at 7:30. Before I passed out, I texted Rosie telling her I still don't feel well.

I wake up around 10 am. I check my phone. No morning message from Corbyn either. I see a message from Rosie though. I open it. It says:

Hey. Your bf was just here asking for you. I told him that I gave you the day off.

Thanks for saying that.

I stayed in my room pacing back and forth worrying what happened to corbyn and I. He always sends me a text no matter how busy he is. Even if he's mad, he'll check in with me.

Corbyn's pov:

I don't text Zach. I think he's mad at me so I'll give him some space. I check my phone no texts for almost 24 hours. I decide to text him.

Hey, love. I'm sorry for not texting you.

Maybe he will text me back. I decide to go out for a drive and then to the park to sing for entertainment. I drive blasting my music as I drive to the park. Then when I arrive, I turn my music down. I grab my guitar and get out. I head over to a bench and set up.

I sing this is me from the greatest Showman. Then I sing you will be found by Evan Hansen. Lastly, I sing Heaven by Kane Brown. I gathered a good sized crowd and then people put money in the guitar case.  I finish singing and thank them. The crowd disperses.

I count the money and then I put it in my other wallet for charity. Then I pack up my guitar and place it in my car. I walk the park as I softly sing 'Most People are Good' by Luke Bryan.

"I believe most people are good," I hear someone finish.

I turn around and see Zach following me. I open my arms to him and he runs into them. I pick him up and swing him around.

"I'm sorry I ignored you," I say holding him tightly.

"I thought you were mad at me," he sniffles.

"I thought you were mad at me. You didn't seem like you were in a good mood with me last night so I kept my distance," I explain.

"No, I wanted to go to work today, but I didn't sleep any last night worrying about you so I called in," he explains wrapping his legs around my waist.

"Either way, we both thought each other was mad at the other and we were worried about each other. Now we are together and no one is mad," I smile.

I lean in and kiss him. He kisses back. I hear a click of a camera go off. I quickly pull away and look around. I see the paparazzi everywhere.

"No! No no no no!" I say sitting Zach down. "We need to go. Keep your head down and run."

We run and run till we get to the car. We get in and I rush to drive away. We drive towards my house. I speed a little to my house. As we arrive, I slow down. I park the car. I let out a sigh and put my head on the steering wheel.

"Corbyn, are you okay?" He asks.

"I-I uh no," I sigh almost in tears. "L-lets go i-in. I-I can't let you leave for a while."

"Why not?"

"I'll explain l-later," I say getting out.

I watch him get out. He looks scared. I open the door and let him go in first. I shut the door.

"I have to call someone. Give me 5 minutes, love," I tell Zach.

"Okay, babe."

I walk away from him to the back porch. I sit in the swivel seat and call David.

"Hey, Corbs. What's up?" He asks.

"I-I did something bad," I sob.

"What happened?"

"Th-the paparazzi," I stop because I was crying too much.

"I'll be over in 5," he says hanging up.

I sit outside sobbing. I never came out to my 10 million fans. I never came out to management except Lydia and David. I never came out to the people back home. I'm scared. What if everyone shuns me?

"Babe, are you okay?" I hear Zach ask.

"No," I sob.

I hug my knees close to me and sob into my knees. I feel Zach stand in front of me. I look up. He has his arms open. I hug him as he sits in my lap. I sob into his shoulder.

"Babe, what happened?"

"The paparazzi caught us kissing. Nobody knows I'm gay. I'm scared, Zach. I'm so scared," I softly say.

"Corbyn, everything will be alright. I'm sticking by your side forever, babe." He says smiling.

"Am I interuptting anything?" Someone asks.

-may 15, 2018-