Clementine Adams
"Tell us everything," Talia says the next morning before I've even been able to brush my teeth.
Last night we left immediately after I finished my conversation with Harry. A conversation that hasn't left my mind. They both insisted we talk about it last night, but I was way too tired from my shift and going out to be able to talk the entire night.
Not to mention, Harlow didn't tell us anything for two weeks, and she's probably had feelings for Niall even longer. I'm not as strong as she is though when it comes to this stuff. She can keep secrets about boys. I cave every time having to tell them both every detail.
"Well? You have his number! What are you going to say? When are you going to text him? What did he say?" Harlow throws multiple questions at me.
"Okay ms. I'm not going to tell you guys anything about my relationship but I'm going to ask every question in the book about yours," I laugh.
"You bring up a good point, but I'll tell you everything about Niall, I want to know about Harry," she smiles.
"Can I shower and brush my teeth and I don't know, have like ten minutes to think," I giggle, standing from my bed.
"Fine, hurry though, I work in two hours," Talia mentions.
"I think two hours is enough time for us to talk, Harry and I spoke for like ten minutes," I remind them.
"A lot can happen in ten minutes," Harlow winks before walking out of my room, Talia following behind her. She's right, a lot can happen in ten minutes.
I quickly walk into the bathroom and turn on the shower, feeling disgusting from my shift and night out. I didn't even wash my face last night, that's when I know I was too tired and should have left sooner.
If I would have left sooner though I would have never had that conversation with Harry. He claims he had no sudden change of heart and the entire time he had been watching me, which was also confirmed by Talia however his demeanor did change, and he can't deny that.
I don't know how to feel in regards to him wanting to see me today less than 24 hours after meeting me. I'm more of a night of, never speak to the person again kind of girl. Does he want to see me during the day or does he just want to bring me back to the club and if he wants me to go back to the club, does that mean without my friends while he is working? That doesn't sound very fun.
From what I could tell, the way he talked about that Marissa girl, I feel like he has the same idea as me, he just wants to sleep with me, and I'm fine with that. He's hot, seems to be a dominant person, I can work with that.
But there is something that makes me want to get him more, I think it's because he didn't talk much before dancing with me. Then when he did talk I was hooked, I liked the sound of his voice, I liked the way he looked at me. I definitely wouldn't mind getting to know him more.
"Clementine, I said I have to work," I hear Talia yell from outside the door, "put a pep in your step."
"Shit, sorry, I'm coming," I called out to her. Quickly starting my shower routine.
With only my bathrobe on, I walked out of the bathroom to Talia and Harlow standing by my bedroom door still.
"We're ready," Harlow smiles, walking down the hall and towards the kitchen where buttered toast and a cup of coffee are waiting for me on the table.
"Cute guys," I laugh, sitting down in front of the plate, "I don't even know what happened or what I should do."
"What did he say?" Talia asks.
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Fanfiction"You were given the perfect name to be a stripper, damn shame you weren't given the ability to dance," he smirks, looking me up and down. "How would you know?" I ask, furrowing my brows. "I've been watching you the entire night." "I wasn't trying...