VANCE HOPPER X READER
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WHEN TEENAGE DIRTBAG 'VANCE HOPPERS' FINDS A SPECIAL SOFT SPOT FOR 'BRUCE YAMADA'S GIRLFRIEND 'Y/N Y/L/N'
CHAPTER SONG QUOTES
1- OUT OF TOUCH - DARYL HALL + JOHN OATES
2- RIGHT DOWN THE LINE...
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YOU KNOW I NEED YOUR LOVE YOUVE GOT THAT HOLD OVER ME
A RING OF ALARMS RANG THROUGH THE Y/LN HOUSEHOLD, Y/n smacked the cheap metal alarm off her side table causing a smash to ring through the house, this got the girl to shoot up. Praying her father wasn't disturbed she really wasn't in the mood for a lecture or a smack before school.
The panicky girl sat on the floor trying to put the broke alarm clock back together with shaking clammy hands as her door slammed open.
"Y/N, what the shit was that." her older brother spoke in hushed whispers as he also tried not to get a scolding from their hardly sobered up father.
The younger girl jumped before realising that it was, stan, her older brother not the man she dreaded to see
"sorry, i- i just it, BANG" the younger girl couldn't get her words out her throat felt inflated with fear which gagged her usual talkative self. Her brother pulled her up by her arm and dragged her towards the family bathroom
"you need to cover this up. It's 7AM you're late" stan spoke as he pointed to the large number their father did to her last night after she came home half an hour later then curfew. the younger girls shoulders sank and she looked at herself in the toothpaste covered mirror the mold which clung around the room didn't made the sight any easier on the eyes.
She knew she wouldn't be able to get dressed and do her hair as well as try to cover the bruised cheek her father care-freely placed in less then 10 minutes but of course she had time to brush her lashes up with mascara.
screw it. her face held cuts as well from a smashed vodka bottle so covering one mark wouldn't stop the questions rolling in.
As soon as she left her brothers view she bolted to her room picking out a pair of dark wash overalls and a red t- shirt due to the burning heat outside ready to cook any piece of skin left covered.
Her pink beat up hairbrush was dragged through her hair which y/n was convinced was a waste of time due to the sheer amount of brussels ripped out of the object. In a hurry she braided her hair into two separate braids hanging down her shoulders as she jammed her feet into her converse, she cursed god for making converse the most awkward shoes of all.
Her white bike lay stationary outside her porch with her brown basket holding her wrappers and cans from the previous day.
She threw everything out of the basket and proudly sat down on the chair as her brother shot out the door and he brushed through his mullet with his hands, y/n hated his stupid mullet as it took up valuable bathroom time due to it needing to be 'perfect'
"who's late nowww" her voice teased dragging out her words
"GO, jesus has anyone told you how annoying you are" stan pushed his bike wheel into his sisters causing her to crash into the flimsy metal fence
the two rode to school side by side as the morning sun set down on the town. Adolescents crammed through the streets trying to reach school early in one piece.
Parking their bikes together stan quickly ran off due to y/n "talking his ear off" leaving the girl estranged in the school yard, y/n didn't hold many friends outside bruce due to girls being jealous of the two.
a chill ran down y/n's back which was unusual for the humid atmosphere, the coldness made y/n snap her head around which made her catch gaze with vance and his friend group holding water guns.
For a reason beyond y/n the five boys seemed to enjoy tormenting her, especially vance he was the worse.
"what's wrong baby? left alone what possibly will you do" one of the boys y/n wasn't so familiar with shouted towards her.
the nickname baby started in the start of freshman year and still carried out until what seems to be the end despite stan telling y/n that everyone would forget it in a few weeks
"hey! y/n" a voice rang from her right which led her attention to bruce who has now holding her in his tight trip and spinning her around.
vance scoffed which didn't go unnoticed by his friends
"what vance do you fancy baby over there"
"oh he totally does look at him"
"i don't think stanny or brucey would like that what do you think"
"vance liking their little precious oh god someone catch me"
the boys mocked and laughed, due to y/n's lack of friends and the two boys in her life constantly molly coddling her, she gained the not so nice nickname of "baby"
"ignore them, i think it's the most stupid insult anyone of them thought off, somehow they were smarter in middle school" bruce nudged his girlfriend before looking down at her
"holyshit! what the hell happened to your face, are you okay" bruce's loud voice causes the heads of drama loving teenagers to turn towards the loved up couple.
"i'm fine i just fell off my bike no biggie" for some reason y/ns voice shook despite her natural confident personality which made bruce all the more suspicious
"i told you i'd ride you home, i shouldn't have listened to you..... did vance do this to you" bruce's words laced themselves with venom as he urgently whispered his accusations towards y/n.
" no! of course he didn't i didn't see him, you know me i'm just clumsy. I think stan would kill me if i showed up even in my street with you" y/n urgently pulled an excuse out of her head as to why he couldn't walk her home.
Bruce lived in a high class part of time his parents were rolling in it to say the least, he was in a private baseball team which probably cost more than y/ns fathers yearly income, Y/n reside in the opposite conditions, living in the "slums" of town and the only thing her father was rolling in was alcohol and drugs.
bringing bruce to her house where bottles and cans of beer sat in her front porch along with cigarette buds was humiliation she wasn't going to even image putting herself through.
"bruceee" olivia scott suggestively rubbed up against bruce's arm causing all his attention to latch onto her and her stupid perfect smile, hair face and body.
y/n helplessly watched as her boyfriends cheeks rushed up with blood causing him to blush and stare at olivia with goo goo eyes, something y/n noticed he had been doing less to her recently and more to Olivia, someone she could never compare to in her mind.
vance noticed the sudden drift in the two and smirked, it was his chance and lucky him his first period was shared with y/n who was conveniently his seat mate.
