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!’


41. 41. Damn You

Warning: This chapter contains Abuse and somewhat Mature Content.


Hunter put me down on his bed, crossed his strong arms across his chest and stared at me with a serious look on his face for a moment. I was heavily sedated. I opened my eyes with difficulty, but my vision was blurry, so, I shut them a few seconds later. I wanted to move, but couldn’t, and my mouth felt dry. I couldn’t believe Hunter had taken me away, but had drugged me first to keep me calm, quiet and powerless. As if I wasn’t powerless enough when it came to him already. I felt as if I was in a dream. I felt and saw everything that went on, but couldn’t react for the life of me. And unfortunately, I wasn’t in a dream. What Hunter had done and was about to do to me was a cold hard reality.

Hunter leaned over me and began undressing me. He took my purple lace top and my blue jeans off. I thought he would take my underwear off, too, but he didn’t. A tear trickled out of the corner of my eye and Hunter noticed. He grabbed my face, crashed his lips against mine and slipped his tongue into my mouth, dominating me in a long, passionate kiss to which I slowly gave in. He wasn’t gentle or kind like Zayn was with me. He was rough and greedy. But I already knew that. I felt as if he was sucking the life from me, and for as long as the kiss lasted, he had taken over every inch of me. When he pulled away, I thought I couldn’t breathe.

Still holding my face, Hunter murmured, brushing his lips across mine, ‘I’m not going to hurt you, babe. I’m only going to leave something for your boyfriend to find.’

And then, he grabbed my ankle, put my leg over his shoulder and melted his lips into my inner thigh. I wanted to scream, but only a whimper came out of my mouth. I wanted to kick him away, but I was like a lifeless body. Hunter pulled away only after he had left his mark on my skin. Then, he covered me with his duvet, kissed my hair and whispered into my ear, ‘Sleep tight, Vod.’

As I watched him walk out of the semi dark room, I blacked out.


When I woke up, it was morning and two birds were chirping outside the window. I groaned, rubbing my eyes. I was half naked, tangled in Hunter’s black sheet and had a headache. I went on my knees and looked at my inner thigh. Hunter had left a big ass hickey on my skin. I glared at him. He was fast asleep right next to me. He was only wearing a pair of white boxers. He was on his stomach, his right arm and leg were hanging off the bed and his broad back was rising and falling according to his deep breaths. Without thinking twice, I pushed him with all my strength and he fell over. He fell on the floor hard, but he didn’t get mad. Instead, he got up, rubbing his bum, chuckling.

‘Damn you, Hunter! WHY?’ I shouted.

‘Because I don’t like your douchebag boyfriend, that’s why,’ Hunter shouted back.

I sat on my heels. ‘What am I supposed to do with you?’ I asked. ‘You keep taking advantage of the fact that I’ll always care about you.’

‘Look,’ Hunter began. ‘You know I’m impulsive, so, everything I did last night was because Zayn had pissed me off. But after you blacked out, I texted him from your phone, saying that you had a headache and you had to take off. All you have to do is stay away from him for a few days until my hickey fades away.’

‘Did anything else happen between us?’ I asked, begging inside, please, say no, please, say no.

Hunter grinned. ‘You mean if we had sex?’

I glared. ‘Yes, that’s what I mean.’

‘You were unconscious, babe. What kind of a guy do you think I am?’ he asked.

‘An asshole!’ I replied.

Hunter laughed. ‘Yeah, I guess I am.’

When Harry walked into the room, my mouth fell open. ‘What are you doing here?’ I squealed, wrapping the bed sheet around me.

‘I’m hanging out with Hunter,’ Harry replied, sipping orange juice out of the carton. ‘And don’t get worked up, love. I’ve seen you naked before, remember?’ he said with a wink.

Hunter lifted an eyebrow. His arms were folded. ‘You have?’ he asked.

Harry nodded. ‘It’s a long story. I’ll tell you later.’

Harry looked right at home and he wasn’t surprised to see me there. He didn’t even blink. So, it hit me. ‘Harry, did you know that Hunter took me away last night?’ I asked.

‘Yeah,’ Harry replied. ‘He told me what he wanted to do right before he slipped the sleeping pills into your drink.’

I swallowed hard. ‘And you did nothing to stop him?’ I asked with my heart beating in my throat.

Harry shrugged. ‘It wasn’t really my business,’ he said coolly.

I could feel anger boiling up inside me. ‘I want to slap both of you so hard right now,’ I told them, gritting my teeth.

Hunter and Harry laughed. ‘I’d love to see you try, babe,’ Hunter said, daring me. My phone began ringing, but Hunter had it. ‘It’s Zayn,’ he said with a grin and I gasped. I quickly got out of bed, grabbed my phone off him and hit answer.

‘Morning, baby, how are you?’ I said, turning my back both to Harry and Hunter. But I could feel Hunter’s brown eyes and Harry’s green eyes burning holes through me.

Where are you, doll?’ Zayn asked. ‘I’m right outside your flat. I wanted to come by last night, but I didn’t want to wake you up, so, I’m here now.’

‘I had to run an errand, baby,’ I lied to him, hating myself for doing it. ‘But I’ll see you at work, yeah?’

I don’t think Zayn believed me. ‘I’m worried about you, doll,’ he said. ‘I didn’t sleep last night. I’m worried about you all the time. You keep hiding things from me.’

I closed my eyes. ‘I can’t wait to see your face,’ I told him, holding back the few tears that had gathered.

Zayn was quiet for a moment. ‘Fine,’ he said coldly, hanging up. Trying to keep it together, I turned round, grabbed my clothes and headed to the door.

But Hunter grabbed my wrist, pulling me back. ‘It’s rude to leave without saying goodbye, babe,’ he said, looking at my face.

‘I have nothing to say to you,’ I told him, pushing him away, but Hunter chuckled unaffected.

Then, I looked at Harry. ‘I’m so disappointed in you,’ I told him, but Harry shrugged, smirking. At that moment, Harry made me sick, so, I shook my head and got out of Hunter’s house as soon as I could.


Some of you asked last time how Vod looks like, so, here you go: http://weheartit.com/entry/57655090/via/kotrea

I posted a photo of Hunter and Vod in My Mumbles a few days ago, so, go check that out, too, if you want!

Also, I have a lot of things to do for college by Monday, so, I won't be able to publish another chapter for a few days. :/

Anyhoo, what did you think of this new chapter? You guys should listen to Damn You by Lana del Rey if you haven't before!

As always, thank you for reading! ~ Marlboro. :) xx ~

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