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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DONT TOUCH ME IM A REAL LIVE WIRE
"VANCE, YOU WANNA EXPLAIN WHY YOURE BEING A DICK TO Y/N" finney blake's voice rang throughout the playing field causing everyone around to find their attention towards the two boys.
vance had an equally confused look on his face matching the crowd who'd never heard finney speak over thirty decibels.
y/n was rushing down the bleachers trying not to trip over the benches that stood sharply in her way, no way was this fucking idiot going to do this.
"great another boyfriend" vance spoke with his voice laced with sarcasm as he looked back and raised his eyebrows towards his friends, by the time he looked back at finney the brown haired boy shot a punch straight into vances nose causing the shaggy haired boy to immediately grab his nose.
"FUCK MAN" vance was burning with wrath. His hand found itself snaked around finneys collar pulling the sheepish boy towards him. His fists racing straight towards finney.
The crowd let out gasps of "ohhs" and "ahhs" as everyone watched the two boys go back and forth
y/n watched with condolence filling her eyes as she watched finney become completely stray in his mind as he didn't know what to do.
finney raised his hand and slammed it back down into vances head, with the way vance stumbled it obviously hurt yet it was clear fin had no idea what he was doing.
Bruce and Stan slipped behind y/n watching with unsettle as the two boys went back and forth
"what the actual shit" stan spoke his breathe carried the smell of weed and cheap cigarettes of course y/n didn't want to believe he was slowly following in the steps on their father and she certainly didn't want vance hopper to be correct.
"we've got to get him, look at the poor kid" bruce took stans forearm and dragged him towards the scene
y/n simply watched as finney was pulled away, she didn't know how to feel? Of course she felt bad for finney he looked rough as shit, but her heart still ached for vance.
until..
"fucking kids pathetic look at him" Vance scoffed as he spat blood out from his mouth. Clearly not pathetic enough.
Vance insulting finney was her last straw. She leaped out her original position and found her way straight to vance.
As if she blanked out before she knew it her icy cold first connection with vances already bloody, wet nose making a sickening squishing noise
"i fucking hate you" y/n's words only met the ears of vance, her whisper was filled with venom and detest as she walked away.
Vance was disoriented as to why he had a whole group of people coming for him, and of course as pinball vance dose best his anger shot throughout his body, he had done nothing but be caring and understanding towards y/n and this is she responded.
vance took long strides towards y/n and pulled her back by her hair.
y/n struggled as her hair sat tangled in vances abused fists her eyes closed as she watched vance raise his fists as if he was about to hit her.
"hopper leave my sister the fuck alone" before another string of events could happen once again stan dragged y/n away.
Of course vance wasn't going to hit her, was he? He battled his thoughts of course he didn't want to hurt her, he did have a fondness towards her at the end of the day but he couldn't trust his anger around such a reactive trigger.
i'm leaving her alone from now on. i'm not going anywhere near her. i can't hurt her.
