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!’


39. 39. Bodyguard

‘I’m One Direction’s new bodyguard,’ Hunter said with a smug smirk, jumping off the stage and walking toward us. I swallowed hard, squeezing my boyfriend’s hand. Zayn was still silent, but his lip was curled and his honey eyes were shooting daggers at Hunter.

‘Why?’ I whispered, but then, I flipped out, ‘Why the hell? WHY?’

Hunter stood opposite us now. He grinned at me and crossed his arms across his chest. Harry had followed him and was standing next to him. So, I wondered, when oh when did Harry become Hunter’s freaking minion!? The other boys were still on the stage and they were speechless. Liam and Louis kept looking at each other, they were in shock I think, while Niall was biting his nails nervously.

‘This is a new low, even for you,’ Zayn said through his teeth. I wasn’t sure if he was talking to Harry or Hunter. He was probably talking to them both.

‘It’s nothing personal, mate,’ Hunter replied coolly. ‘I needed a job and this came my way.’

Bullshit,’ Zayn spat out.

‘Relax, man,’ Harry interfered.

‘Shut the hell up, Harry,’ Zayn said, shaking his head.

‘I get paid to look after your sorry arse now, so, you better start trusting me with all the things that are important to you, mate,’ Hunter told Zayn, looking me up and down. He was adding oil to the fire on freaking purpose.

Zayn growled, balling his right hand into a fist. His left one was still holding mine. I rubbed his arm, grabbing his attention. ‘Baby, calm down,’ I murmured into his ear with my eyes closed, kissing it, and Zayn breathed out, loosening up a tad. When I did that, Hunter looked as if he was unaffected, but he always looked like that right before he used to hit me, so, that scared me. Hunter always had anger build up inside him and I only hoped that he wouldn’t release it on me again. ‘Why are you doing this?’ I asked him. ‘I thought you wanted to stay out of my life.’

Hunter’s face hardened. ‘I didn’t want to stay out of your life, Vod,’ he barked at me, losing his temper, and I jolted, stepping back.  A single thought raced through my mind: don’t hit me, don’t hit me, please, don’t hit me

Hey, keep your damn voice down,’ Zayn shouted at him in warning.

Hunter saw I was shying away from him, so, he put his hands in the air and said softly, ‘Hey, babe, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to shout, okay?’ I didn’t reply, I didn’t even lift my eyes up to him, and he sighed. He went on to explain, ‘Look, management thought I was perfect for the job because I’m fit, because of my good looks and because I’m badass. They think I’ll appeal to the fandom and that I’ll attract even more female fans. I need the money, so, I took the job. I’m not trying to break you up.’ I looked into his dark eyes, thinking that maybe he was truly trying to change. But on the other hand, people don’t change!

‘I guess you boys have heard the unfortunate news,’ Paul said, approaching us. The big man had his hands in his pockets and he looked pretty displeased. ‘I tried my best to prevent this from happening, but this little shit over here mesmerized Management and got the job,’ Paul said, pointing at Hunter and shaking his head.

Hunter shrugged, smirking. ‘What can I say? People love me.’ At that, Harry threw his head back laughing and clapping. I glared at him, but so did all of his band mates and Paul, too. Honestly, what had gotten into him? ‘We are still on for tonight, yeah?’ Hunter asked.

Harry nodded, patting Hunter on the shoulder. ‘Yeah, mate, of course.’

‘What’s happening tonight?’ Zayn asked.

‘Pretty boy and I are going out clubbing,’ Hunter replied and my eyebrows flew up.

‘Right,’ Zayn muttered.

‘Harry,’ I called.

‘Hmm?’ Harry murmured, turning to me.

‘Can I talk to you for a moment?’ I asked.

‘Sure, love,’ Harry replied. ‘Do you want to go in the corridor outside the rehearsal area?’

I nodded and turned to Zayn. ‘Keep calm, baby, okay, please, do it for me? I’ll be back in a sec,’ I told him, cupping his cheek. Zayn nodded, clenching his jaw, and I gave him a lingering kiss on the lips. When I pulled away, I smiled at him, stroking my thumb on his cheek.

‘I love you, doll,’ Zayn said softly, kissing my palm. Hunter cleared his throat, but I rolled my eyes, ignoring him.

As Harry and I walked away, Hunter said, ‘Don’t keep him too long, babe. One Direction have a photo shoot to go to.’ I shook my head, keeping my calm. Sometimes, I wish I could slap Hunter really, like really hard across the face. But I never dared do it. I was terrified of the consequences.

Once we were in the corridor, I turned to Harry, folded my arms and said, ‘Okay, curly, tell me what’s going on. What are you up to?’

Harry shrugged, sticking his lower lip out. ‘I don’t know what you’re talking about,’ Harry replied all innocent, looking at me with those big green eyes of his. He had his hands deep into his blue jeans’ pockets. I narrowed my eyes at him and he chuckled. ‘Look,’ Harry began. ‘Hunter’s a pretty cool guy, he’s not afraid of anything and he’s our new bodyguard. Is it so bad that I get along well with him?’

YES! I wanted to shout. But I didn’t. ‘I guess not,’ I mumbled. I was annoyed.

‘Good,’ Harry said with a cute half smile. ‘I have to go now. I’ll see you later.’

‘I still think you’re up to something, Styles,’ I told him, but Harry winked at me over his shoulder and went back inside. Then, Zayn came outside. I moved closer to him, put my hands on each side of his stomach and looked into his eyes. ‘We’re going to get through this,’ I told him. ‘I promise.’

Zayn sighed, cupping my face between his warm hands. ‘I can see it in your eyes that you’re terrified of him,’ he said. ‘And that kills me. But I won’t let him hurt you again. Let me take you away to a secret place where he won’t find us.’ I smiled at him, but he went on, ‘I’m serious. Come away with me someplace where nobody will find us.’

‘What are you talking about, baby?’ I asked, laughing a little. ‘Are you feeling okay?’ I asked, touching his forehead, checking if he had suddenly gotten a fever.

‘Doll,’ Zayn said sternly and I dropped my hands to my sides. He was dead serious when he went on, ‘Let’s forget about Hunter and about One Direction and about everyone else. Let’s run away together.’

My eyes widened. ‘You want me to elope with you!?’

‘Yes!’ Zayn replied. ‘I want you to elope with me right now.’


Soo, what do you guys think of the new chapter? Should Zayn and Vod elope!?

Thank you all so much for reading!!!

~ Marlboro. :) xx ~

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