Luci's POV.
"Why are they so late home?" Niall whined, he looked incredibly sad as the boys were three hours late home and our time we spent slaving in the kitchen was pointless and dinner was wasted.
"I don't know! I'm more hurt that angry, we texted them and told them its not like they didn't know." I breathed, sipping my vitaminwater as I sat on the kitchen counter opposite Niall who was standing and leaning.
"And we made Harry's favourite food." I added sadly.
"I'm gutted to be honest." He stated, staring at the wasted food on the dining table.
I nodded I agreement before our conversation was interrupted by four incredibly drunk boys.
"Hey baby," Harry slurred, appearing at my side and leaning in to kiss me.
"How hot was that dancer with the belly ring though?" Zayn giggled, dancer?
"What dancer?" Niall inquired.
"The one at the strip club!" Louis hiccuped enthusiastically.
"Strip club?" I whispered, looking Harry in the eye, he nodded happily like it was nothing.
"I am so mad at you!" I screamed, punching him in the chest before storming off to the bathroom and locking myself inside.
"Love are you okay?" Liam asked, banging on the bathroom door.
"Go away!" I shouted, trying to keep the tears from falling.
"Luci come on," he called in desperation.
No, I'm not going out there and facing him. No way, no chance.
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Tiny Dancer
Fanfic18 year old professional ballerina Lucy finally got her break she'd been waiting for her whole life, her dream job at the most popular dance school in the world. Being paid to teach celebrities to dance, easy right? Well it was until she was assigne...
