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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36. 36. Locked Out Of Heaven

After we kissed, making up, Zayn and I didn’t get up from the dressing rooms’ sofa. We remained there, lying opposite each other, holding on to each other tight. Zayn had his arms around me, and I had mine around him, while our legs were perfectly entwined. We pretended we were the only two people left in the whole wide world, but the other boys were there with us, too. They were there to make sure Zayn got to rehearsals on time.

‘Five more minutes, bro,’ Liam told Zayn. ‘Then, we’re all off to rehearsals.’ Liam was sitting on the floor with his back against the sofa and was looking at his watch, counting down the minutes. Niall was holding a plate of mini sausage rolls and was eating nonstop. He didn’t really look bothered. Louis was texting and Harry was leaning against the doorframe, watching us.

Zayn sighed into my hair. ‘Fine,’ he muttered, but he hugged me tighter. My face was nestled into his neck, so, I rubbed my nose on his warm skin. Zayn chuckled. Then, playing with my hair, he sang softly, ‘Never had much faith in love or miracles, never wanna put my heart on the line, but swimming in your world is something spiritual, I'm born again every time you spend the night…’ I loved it when he sang to me, so, I closed my eyes, pressing myself harder against him, absorbing his body heat. Zayn took it as a good sign and went on singing, ‘You bring me to my knees, you make me testify, you can make a sinner change his ways, open up your gates cause I can't wait to see the light, and right there is where I wanna stay…’

‘Time’s up, bro,’ Liam said suddenly, getting up, and Harry and Louis came closer. They grabbed Zayn, pulling him away from me. Niall was still eating, unaffected.

‘Come on, boys! Five more minutes,’ Zayn begged. He struggled, but the boys dragged him to the door, anyway.

‘We have rehearsals, mate,’ Niall said with his mouth full, following the others. ‘You’ll see Vod, tomorrow.’

Smiling, I got up, too, and walked towards them. ‘So, I won’t see you, tonight, then?’ I said, looking at Zayn’s face.

Zayn yanked his arms away from Harry and Louis, and came closer. He took my face into his hands before he replied, ‘Management’s dragging us out of town, tonight, but we’ll be back first thing in the morning. I’ll come by your flat the minute we return, yeah?’ When I nodded, Zayn kissed me like there was no tomorrow, taking my breath away and filling my stomach with butterflies. But then, the boys left, and Zayn left with them. The boys had rehearsals all day long, and once they were finally done, they were shoved into a badass black car and driven out of London, so, I didn’t even get a glimpse of Zayn again that day.

*

It was nine at night when I walked home alone from work. The street was empty, there was a dead silence all around and I had this unsettling feeling that someone was following me. I could actually feel a pair of evil eyes on me. So, I jolted when my phone buzzed in my pocket. It was Zayn calling and I pressed answer immediately.

‘Hey, baby, I missed you,’ I cooed, but walked faster. I wanted to reach home as fast as possible.

Ah, I miss you, too, doll,’ Zayn sighed. ‘Actually, I keep imagining you’re here with me. I keep imagining that I’m kissing you, touching you…’

‘Is this conversation going to be graphic?’ I asked, smiling, and Zayn laughed loudly.

It can be if you want,’ Zayn replied and I could hear his playful smile over the phone.

‘I think I prefer the real thing better, baby,’ I told him.

Then, I can’t wait to get my hands on you, tomorrow, doll,’ Zayn said, promising many things. Then, he asked, ‘Where are you now?’

‘I’m walking home,’ I replied.

Alone?’ Zayn asked, worried.

‘Yes,’ I simply said. But was I alone? Or, was someone following me? I looked over my shoulder, but nobody was there. So, I asked Zayn, changing the subject, ‘Baby, do you want to have a picnic, tomorrow? The weather forecast said it’ll be a warm, sunny day.’

Zayn chuckled. ‘Sure, doll, whatever you want. But for now, go home and stay safe until I return to you, yeah?’

‘Yes, sir,’ I joked.

That’s my good girl,’ Zayn said seriously, and I smiled, looking at the ground. But then, I bumped into someone. When the stranger grabbed my arms, the coldest of shivers ran down my spine. Unfortunately, there was something awfully familiar about his grip. Swallowing with difficulty, I lifted my eyes up. It was who I feared it was. It was Hunter. I dropped the phone, but Hunter caught it before it hit the ground. ‘Doll, I have to go. I’ll call you later, yeah?’ I heard Zayn say from the other end of the line. Hunter handed me my phone, looking me dead in the eye.

‘Okay, baby, I love you,’ I told Zayn, but looking straight into Hunter’s eyes. Then, I hang up. Hunter lit a cigarette, while I ran my eyes over the length of him. He was wearing a black shirt, black jeans and brown boots. His brown hair was messy and his brown eyes were dangerous. At that moment, I realized that Zayn was a better version of Hunter, so, I wondered if I was attracted to Zayn in the first place because he looked so much like Hunter. ‘I thought you didn’t want me in your life anymore,’ I told him, folding my arms. ‘I thought I was dead to you.’ Hunter was quiet. He studied my face for a long minute, smoking his cigarette, and then, he began walking away. I blinked, staring at his back in shock for a moment, but then, I ran after him. When I grabbed his arm, Hunter looked over his shoulder at me.

‘I could kidnap you for the night and no one would even know about it you know that?’ Hunter said in his husky voice, and I quickly withdrew my hand, frightened now. Hunter turned round. He shoved his hands into his jeans’ pockets before he went on, ‘Look, I promised myself that I’ll stay out of your life, but I’ll always watch over you, babe. In the shadows. Always.’

You were the one who asked me to stay out of your life, so, what are you talking about?’ I asked irritably.

Hunter grinned. ‘You actually thought I was serious about that?’

‘Yes, I thought you were serious, you jerk!’ I shouted.

‘I’ve been watching over you this whole month, Vod,’ Hunter shouted back with his arms open.

‘What?’ I asked, hushing down.

‘I’ve watched curly hitting on you in that pub, and I’ve watched you break up with Zayn and cry your heart out in your flat for days,’ Hunter replied, adding though his teeth, ‘You have no idea how close I was to coming and breaking your door down to comfort you.’

I looked at the ground, hiding a smile, and Hunter lit another cigarette. ‘Why did you show yourself, tonight?’ I asked, lifting my eyes up to his face.

‘I needed to know you were okay,’ Hunter replied, blowing smoke out of his mouth. ‘And judging by the phone conversation I heard, I guess you got back together with him, huh?’

‘Zayn and I got back together this morning,’ I replied, fiddling with my fingers.

Hunter nodded. ‘Good,’ he groaned. ‘I like you two together. You’re a cute couple.’

‘I’m sorry, what now?’ I asked, blown away, and Hunter grinned. ‘I feel as if I’ve entered the Twilight Zone,’ I said, half joking, half serious.

Hunter stared at my face with unreadable eyes for a moment before he said, ‘Take care now, Vod.’ Then, he turned his back to me and walked away.

‘Will you be around?’ I asked after him.

‘Always,’ Hunter replied over his shoulder, and then, he disappeared into a side street. And that was that.

As I walked toward my flat, I filled my mind with thoughts about the picnic I’d have with Zayn, tomorrow.

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Yesterday, I asked everyone a question and the amount of answers I received blew my mind! You people have such brilliant ideas and thanks to everyone who commented!

This chapter's kind of a closure in Vod's past. I don't know if Hunter will appear in any other chapters and I don't know if Harry will ever make a move on Vod, but even if he does, the two of them won't end up together. 

Thank you all so much for reading and I'll do my best to make the next chapter (The Picnic) really really really romantic!!!

Marlboro. :) xx

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