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!’


9. 9. Save Water, Shower With Zayn

Sunbeams warmed my face but bugged my eyes and I stretched on the sofa, waking up. I looked around the TV room slash kitchen slash bedroom but Zayn was nowhere to be found. He must have left when I was still sleeping, I thought, getting up. Last night, Zayn and I made out until we were both out of breath and then I fell asleep on his lap while he finished watching the horror film. I wasn’t ready to sleep with him yet and he respected that.

I walked into the bathroom, took my clothes off and jumped into my small shower. I closed my eyes while the hot water fell on my head and shoulders. I ran my hands through my hair, singing embarrassingly loud,

Oh I don't want a lot for Christmas
This is all I'm asking for
I just want to see my baby
Standing right outside my door

Oh I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true
Baby all I want for Christmas is you
… ’

‘Wish granted,’ Zayn said, chuckling. I gasped, opening my eyes. He was leaning against the doorframe with his arms folded, watching me. I hugged myself, turning my back to him. ‘You have a nice voice, doll,’ he added.

‘How long have you been standing there?’ I asked. I was trembling. I felt totally exposed.

‘Not long enough,’ he replied.

‘I thought you left,’ I told him.

‘I was out in the hallway. I was talking on the phone.’

‘Oh. Okay. Can you please get out of the bathroom now?’

‘Nah. I like it here.’

‘Zayn, please … ’

‘I wish I were invisible,’ he said.

‘Oh God.’ I looked over my shoulder. He wasn’t at the door anymore because he had jumped into the shower with me. ‘Zayn!’ I cried. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t go anywhere. He hadn’t taken his clothes off. He was wearing a black t shirt and a pair of jeans but he was barefoot. He hugged me from behind, wrapping one arm around my neck and the other around my stomach. He was careful not to touch any other parts of me. He didn’t want to scare me. He only held on me tight. The soaked fabric of his clothes was the only thing that was keeping us apart now.

‘Be mine, doll. Please,’ he begged into my wet hair and my legs felt like jelly.

‘B-but I’m not ready yet,’ I stuttered.

Please,’ he breathed, melting his lips into my neck, and unconsciously, I tilted my head to the side. I couldn’t resist him anymore and I let him have me.


After we became one, Zayn pulled away almost at once. With a furrowed brow, he stepped out of the shower, picked up his wet clothes from the floor and headed to the door. I quickly wrapped a bath towel around me and grabbed his arm. Why was he hurrying away from me like that!? When he looked at me, I opened my mouth but I felt as if I had no voice.

‘I’ll see you at work, yeah?’ he said, reassuring me, and when I nodded, he put his hand at the back of my neck and kissed my forehead. He lingered for a moment, looking at my face, but then, he left. I went to get ready, doing my best not to read too much into his behavior.


When I got to work, all the boys were gathered around Zayn and a skinny blonde. I dropped my bag on the floor on purpose and it fell with a thud. Everyone noticed me now. Zayn locked his eyes with mine but the blonde put her hand on his cheek, turning his face to her.

‘Morning, Vod,’ Niall said, smiling. He was walking by and I grabbed his t shirt, pulling him to me.

‘What’s going on here?’ I asked, not taking my eyes off of Zayn. He was kissing the girl now! On the mouth!

‘Oh, that’s Perrie, Zayn’s ex,’ Niall told me, crossing his arms across his chest and tucking his hands into his armpits. ‘She called him this morning, begging him to get back together, and Zayn said yes.’

My eyes filled and a lump burned in the back of my throat. I had asked Zayn not to break me but he did it anyway. He took advantage of me and shredded my heart to pieces.

‘Vod, are you okay?’ Niall asked, staring at my welled up eyes.

‘Why wouldn’t I be?’ I asked, faking a smile.

‘Did Zayn make you believe that he didn’t care about Perrie?’ he asked. ‘They broke up a month ago but they never stopped texting. Didn’t he tell you that?’

I shook my head back and forth and laughed a little with how stupid I had been.

‘Damn it, he always does that,’ Niall said through his teeth before he pulled me into a bear hug. ‘I’m sorry he did this to you,’ Niall told me, caressing my hair. I sniffed, holding back my tears.

‘It’s fine. I’m fine,’ I lied, pulling away. I looked at Zayn. He was already staring at me. The last thing I wanted right now was for him to see me crying but two stupid tears escaped from the corners of my eyes anyway. I quickly wiped them away and ran out of the room.

‘Vod,’ I heard Niall calling but I didn’t look back. All I wanted to do was go hide somewhere and cry my heart out.

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