Hey Bad Boy, You're A Tad Overrated

Violet Bronze, Vod, is One Direction’s new stylist and she hates how full of himself Zayn Malik is. Yes, he has smoldering good looks and a moody, mysterious attitude, but Vod is not so easily impressed. Or so she thought. When Zayn begins to send her mixed signals, one minute he acts as if he wants her, the next he ignores her, she doesn’t know what to think or what to do. But there’s one thing she’s dying to tell him, ‘Hey bad boy, you’re a tad overrated!’

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2. 2. Cute When Mad

Niall came out from behind the curtain, wearing the clothes I had chosen for him. Niall was such a good boy. He always wore whatever I gave him with no questions or complain. He was nothing like Zayn. That boy had such a massive ego.

‘What do you think? Do you like them?’ I asked him.

‘They’re nice clothes,’ he replied. ‘Thanks, Vod.’

I smiled. ‘I’m glad you like them,’ I said, touching his arm. A hot red color stained his cheeks. He may swear a lot but when it came to girls, he was always a bit shy.

Niall chuckled, scratching the back of his head, and said, ‘I’d better go take them off. I don’t want to get them dirty or anything.’

After he changed, he lingered in the room with me.

‘Don’t you have a rehearsal?’ I asked, folding a pile of clothes.

He nodded before he cleared his throat and asked, ‘Do you want to grab a bite with us after work?’

I folded my arms and looked at him suspiciously. ‘Did Zayn put you up to this?’ I asked.

‘Why would you think that?’ he asked, blushing again. This time it was because of the nervousness. I lifted my eyebrows but he went on, ‘You should bring your boyfriend with you so we’ll meet him.’

‘You must be kidding me!’ I complained loudly and Niall stepped back, probably afraid I’d hit him or something. Now I was sure Zayn had put him up to this. I marched out of the dressing rooms and barged into the rehearsal area. The boys were singing Heart Attach but they got distracted when they saw me.

‘What do you think you’re doing?’ their vocal instructor asked me but I ignored him.

‘You have NO right snooping around my private life like that!’ I yelled in Zayn’s face with my forefinger pointed at him.

‘I don’t know what you’re talking about, love,’ Zayn replied, calm and indifferent.

‘How could you send that innocent boy do your dirty work?’ I asked him, pointing at Niall. He had followed me.

‘I’m not that innocent,’ Niall protested but I paid no attention to him.

‘Did we miss something?’ Harry asked.

‘Probably,’ Louis replied, scratching his chin with his thumb. ‘But this is actually quite entertaining, right?’

Harry and Liam nodded, watching us.

‘Don’t you think you’re being a little overdramatic?’ Zayn asked me.

I narrowed my eyes at him. ‘You want to meet my boyfriend? FINE. I’ll text him right now and tell him to come by work later today.’

‘You don’t have a boyfriend, Vod,’ Zayn said dully.

‘Oh, piss off!’ I told him, walking away.

Before I left the area, I heard Zayn telling the other, ‘She’s cute when she’s mad.’

‘Keep it up and she’ll become really adorable,’ Harry told him, chuckling.

I slammed the door behind me, shaking my head, and called Aaron. When he picked it up, I said, ‘I need your help. Meet me at my work?’

*

‘So, this guy bugs you so much that you want me to say I’m your boyfriend?’Aaron asked.

‘Yes, he’s bad news,' I said, feeling 100% sure of it.

‘So, you don’t like him?’ he asked.

‘No, I hate him.’

‘Are you sure?’ he asked and I glared. Aaron had clear blue-green eyes and brown curls for hair. He was almost 6 feet tall too. We were friends for as long as I can remember. He was like an older brother to me even though we were both twenty.

‘Yes, I’m sure!’ I replied and Aaron shrugged, leaving it at that.

When the boys were over from their rehearsal, they all came by the dressing rooms. They were laughing about something but when Zayn saw Aaron he went quiet.

‘Guys, this is Aaron, my boyfriend,’ I told them. ‘Aaron, these are the boys of One Direction.’

‘Hey,’ Aaron said, nodding once. His hands were dug in his jeans’ pockets.

‘You alright, mate?’ Harry and Louis told him. Liam and Niall smiled. Zayn on the other hand only looked at him with his lip curled. He probably didn’t like the fact that Aaron was a good looking guy. I was very, very pleased with how Zayn reacted.

‘So, should we talk about what you’re all wearing tomorrow?’ I asked. They all agreed and then the six of them sat on the big sofa. I turned my back to them to find the clothes. I smiled, biting my lip. Zayn may be a bad boy but I never really liked playing by the rules either.

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