Corbyn's pov
"Zach, you know how much I love you right?"
"Yeah. What's wrong? Did I do something?" He asks worriedly.
"Well, my tour has been extended into the summer for Europe and Asia and I know we made plans and I really didn't want to cancel the plans but I have too. I'm so so sorry!" I exclaim in tears.
"Baby, it's fine! As long as we spend time together during the America leg of the tour, then I'll be fine with cancelling the summer plans. I love you and your honesty," he says calming me down.
"I'm sorry! I swear I'll make it up to you. I have a week in between the Europe and America leg of the tour. Maybe we can go somewhere for that week," I suggest.
"That sounds nice. I'll be fine as long as I get to spend time with you before you leave for Europe," he smiles.
"Well, aren't you coming with me on tour?" I ask.
"I still don't know. I was thinking of trying to finish high school. I have been talking to my old high school and they said that I can finish the year online. Then I have to go to summer school for credit recovery of language and science. Then I can finish my school work online. I just want a high school diploma so I can get into college and then get a good job," he explains.
"But I can give you everything you need," I say. "That's the whole point of the sugar daddy thing."
"I don't wanna be a trust fund baby. I know that you can. I love that and all, but I really like to be somewhat independent," he says.
"I know, Love. I know. Okay, I can help you with your school work, too," I sigh.
"I hope you aren't mad, babe."
"I'm not. It's just the time zones and stuff with mess with me. Since it's almost 5 hour time difference, it'll be hard to talk to you," I say.
"I know, but we can make it work," he says kissing me.
I smile into the kiss. His arms go around my neck as he straddles my waist. I lay back on the couch not breaking the kiss.
"Ahem!" I hear someone clear their throat.
We pull away from each other to see Tyler standing there behind us. Zach quickly gets off with a tomato face. I sit up also with a tomato red face.
"What the hell was that?!" He asks.
"I-I.."
I couldn't get anything out. I thought he knew I was gay and Zach was my boyfriend. I felt the tears coming on. I also felt like I couldn't breathe. I started backing up away from them.
"Huh? Are you gonna answer me?" Tyler asks sternly.
"Tyler, he's clearly having a panic attack. Shut the hell up!" Zach shouts as he runs to me.
I fell into his arms. I started sobbing with a full on panic attack.
"Shh, babe. Shh. It's okay," he whispers.
He gets me calmed down. I wipe my tears and stand up. I let out a long breathe.
"Do you not know about him being gay? And me being his boyfriend?" Zach asks.
"No, and I don't see why it was a big deal when I asked you," he says.
"Because he still doesn't accept himself. He was forced out whenever the paparazzi got us on camera for having a moment at the park. He had to go live to tell over 10 million people worldwide he is gay! And he never accepted him a year ago when he first found out!" Zach says.
"I'm going to the bathroom," I whisper.
I take off in a sprint to the bathroom. I sit down and take a couple deep breaths. I regain my breath and just sit there in silence. My mind is racing with a million thoughts right now. I just can't seem to focus on anything except how can I do the show tonight.
"Babe, open the door," Zach knocks.
"I-i-its unlocked," I stutter out.
He opens the door slowly. Zach walks in and shuts the door softly. He sits in front of me.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah," I sigh.
"I made all of that stuff up. That you don't accept yourself and you haven't accepted yourself before. I'm sorry," he says.
"No, don't apologize. It's actually all true. I don't accept myself. The truth is I'm a homophobic person. The second I found out I wasn't interested in girls, I threw myself into hiding. For months, I told my manager that something bad happened at a party and I couldn't be seen outside my house. The only time I left the house was for the studio and when I visited my mom. I made Lydia go out and get the groceries. I'm so sorry," I confess to my boyfriend.
It was silent. Dead silent. It was almost you could hear a needle drop. I look up after a couple minutes to see him with tears rolling down his face.
"Zach? Say something so I know you aren't mad," I ask.
"i-uh wow. Um...I don't know what to say," he says shocked.
"I'm working on not being homophobic. Please believe me. I love you and your personality. I love everything about you. Please don't be awkward around me. I really do love you," I grab his hands.
"Corbyn, i-i told myself not to fall for a homophobic person and I did. I-I-"
"Love, I swear I love you for you. I'm struggling with accepting myself, but if you stay with me, I'll change. Ill learn to accept myself and others."
"Okay, I love you. And I'll help you," he smiles as he kisses me.
"Let's go to soundcheck," I say.
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Sugar Daddy-Zorbyn AU
Short StoryZach Herron? Know the name? Didn't think so. He is a young 16 year old who lives on his own in LA. He can barely pay rent and get food for himself. Corbyn Besson? Know the name? Of course you do. He is the known singer who is 19 years old. He lives...