The vamps imagines(comment requests)

Don't take it personal part 1

Requested by brads_bitch
Warning: domestic violence. Fighting. Strong language

You was shook awake by your boyfriend jack your stupid, idiotic, drunken boyfriend.
He has been out all night drinking with his friends. This wasn't fair he always went with his friends. Always. Like 20/7 he practically lived at the bar.

It was currently 4:36 in the morning and you could do without this considering you have an interview with some band called "the vamps" in a few hours, you could use the sleep.

"Get up and make me food" jack snapped. You jolted at the sudden noise.
"No jack I am tired and I have an interview later, can you please make a sandwich or something?" You asked sweetly as you could trying not to start a row.
"NO YOU ARE THE WOMAN YOU MAKE THE FOOD!" He shouted. All you thought was 'here we go again' you was sick of crying, of sleeping on the couch and with him.
"Ok! I will make you the stupid sandwich!" You was getting a little frustrated yourself.
You got up and began to walk out of the room until you felt a hand grab your wrist and pull you back into the room. "Don't use that tone of voice with me!" Jack didn't scream it this time he said it on the verge of yelling. "I speak to you how I want! I am not your dog! You don't own me!" You shouted back in his face. You got slightly scared because you have never done that before. You have never stood up to him.
"YES I DO!" He shouted back. You tried to get out of his grip. It wasn't gunna work.
"NO YOU DON-" SLAP! That's all you heard you didn't know what happened for a split second until you felt pain come up into your cheek. You was now on the floor. Unsure what's happened you felt a little dazed. Suddenly everything went black. You passed out.

Your eyes fluttered open slightly not remembering what happened. You sat yourself up. Only have pain rush to your cheek and eye you brought your hand up making a "sss" sound when your hand touched your skin. You looked at your hand. It had a little blood on it. You got up slowly and walked into the bathroom attached to your room.
You looked in the mirror and gasped. There was purple ish, black under your eye and a tiny cut on your check. After looking at it for a bit you remembered your interview. You was contemplating on wether to cancel it or not. But you didn't. You needed this job more then ever. If you got this job you could move out of this stupid apartment into your own.

You washed your face and didn't bother with makeup knowing it could get infected. So you put on some large sunglasses.
You put on a black skater skirt with a artic monkeys shirt slightly tucked in and to top it off you put on some black converse.
You was finely ready. So you turned and stood in front of the door. Hoping that jack was gone. "C'mon y/n you can do this" you said to yourself.
You opened the door and walked down the little hallway to the front door. But there he was asleep on the couch. You didn't wake him or even leave a note you just walked out.

You finally reached the building the interview would take place. You walked up to the door and let yourself in.
The building was very modern. Very white. Very not your style I guess.
"Hello are you miss y/l/n"
You turned to see a tall man with dark hair wearing casual clothing.
"Yes but call me y/n" you smiled shaking his hand.
"Ok y/n my name is joe and I am the vamps manager" he smiled
"Oh yes I remember you on the phone yesterday" you gave him a little nod
"If you would like to follow me" you nodded once again and walked behind him into this room with a long table and a lode of chairs.
"The boys will be here in a minute and I am not trying to be rude but this is the rules for the security of the building but I am gunna need you to take off your sunglasses" he smiled.
Uh oh you thought. What's he going to say when he sees the cut and the bruise.
You slowly took off your glasses. He looked at you confused.
"Are you ok? What happened their"he looked a little worried.
"Oh I fell over while at the gym" you gave him an reassuring smile. That was all interrupted by the door opening with four young men walking through. You became nervous. "Ok y/n this is brad, James, Connor and Tristan" he introduced you. You shook their hands and smiled. You shook Connors first then James then Tristan's they all gave you a weird look. Well no wonder you had a black eye. Lastly you shook brads hand. He was hot his curly brown hair looked perfect and his hand was so soft.