Okay Again

part 3

Once Louis is home and he's washed the blood off of his hands they are sitting on the sofa. They've had quick talk and Louis has opened up a little telling that he's 21 from Doncaster he took a taxi up here to see his friend, he left his wallet on the seat of the taxi and it was stolen. Later when he went to find his friends appartment he sees that its locked and he still hadn't moved it yet.

"That seems harsh." You said stunned rubbing your eyes.

"Ya its okay now. Thank you really." Louis seemed like a lovely person when he wasn't in this sort of stuck state of mind.

"Zayn and I need to put five thousand down on this place and neither of us have it" Right as you finished Zayn walked through the door holding a gallon of milk. Seeing Louis he stopped for a second.

"Harry, as I can see we have guests but this is a little pressing. Can we talk in your bed room?" Zayn was being so polite which always meant he was about to explode. nodding you turned to Louis "Ill be right back make yourself at home you can stay for as long as you like."

Zayn looked as if he was about to cry "I don't want to be homeless." He sobbed. "You need to fucking get your shit together. I payed my rent and the five thousand missing is from your part."

That was right because you hadn't got a paycheck since the kids went on break."Ill get the money some how"

"I mean fucking now." Zayn spat "Im not pulling you out of this one. Because, I just can't"

You hated it when Zayn yelled. That was it you had to get the money whichever way you could. "I need a minute to breathe." Zayn turned walking out and closing the door. You heard a friendly conversation starting between him and Louis. Unsure what to do you did it out of impulse. Dragging off you sweats you put on tight leggings. Pulling off your longselve you replaced it with the lowest scoop neck shirt you had and a blue blazer. In the mirror you styled you hair and put on your necklaces.

As you stormed outside you flipped off Zayn and walked down the unstable stairs of your apartment complex. THe street was cold. Down the way a little you knew there were some strip clubs. Heading in that direction you picked an alley way and waited. The waiting seemed to last forever and your eyes glazed over looking at the ground. 

"Hey" an older maybe mid 40's man approached you. He smiled "I have money do you want to come back to my place?"

"Sorry sir i'm only here for lonely women" you shrugged.

"I have two thousand" he looked at you "Ill always raise the price for a virgin"

Two thousand was a lot. Put was it worth fucking a guy? Reluctantly you nodded. "I'd love to come home with you" unsure of how to start this off you whispered in the mans ear "Are you looking for a fun time sweetheart" reaching out and licking his ear lobe.

It was five in the morning when you were walking home. Or should you say toddling. It was so hard to walk it felt like an iron bar was shoved up your ass. That was some of the best sex you had ever had. It was hard and rough just how you liked it. It was your first time giving a blow job but, it was worth the cash.

Getting home couldn't have been more awkward. Louis and Zayn looked like they were best mates sitting and watching a marathon of some sort of American program. "I have two thousand" You huffed walking through the door. Zayn looked shocked

"How did you get that" 

Smirking you murmered "I have my ways"

Louis looked at you and mustve seen the love bite you had on the side of your neck before Louis could ask Zayn butt in "You look like you can't wal what did you do? Strip for the club down the street and sprain your arse."

Louis just looked at you "You didn't"