American Dream ✦ Maloley

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STAY TUNED FOR THE SUPER DUPER IMPORTANT NOTE AT THE END xx

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"No! Absolutely not," I shook my head vigorously at the proposal that been thrown out to me. The guys all exchanged looks and I saw Nate sigh. "You've got to be kidding me? You of all people want me to undercover as a whore, just to get close to Carter and Dillon? The whole idea is ridiculous, besides they'll recognize me and then our cover will be blown. You all are fucking insane, why don't you dress up as a fucking prostitute and give a scumbag a lapdance?" I scoffed in disgust and the guys chuckled lightly. "There is nothing funny about this situation. Nothing!"

"It's hilarious," Johnson smirked causing me to glare at him.

"Phil, you know that's not what I meant," Nate shook his head. "You don't have to give anyone a lap dance, you just need to go in there with the girls, and when no one's looking you need to walk off with Dillon or Carter's phones, and buy enough time so Kenny can hack into them. Nothing major."

"Nothing major?" I narrowed my eyes out at him. "Why can't one of Gilinsky's girls do this?"

"Because I don't want them in danger," Gilinsky said causing my mouth to fall open.

"Are you kidding me?" I yelled while throwing my hands up. "So it's okay for me to be put in possible danger, but not for your prostitutes who fuck married men for a living?"

"Unlike you, they have no idea what the hell they're doing," he said. "You shot three guys--you didn't kill them, but you shot them. Plus you got stabbed in the midst of it all, you're on some hardcore shit. You can handle yourself, and you really proved it after you left that shiner on Sammy's eye after punching him while you were tripping out."

"Wait, you did what?" Foosh asked trying not to laugh.

"There were shrooms, and I had a really bad trip," I sighed while trying not to go too in depth, but of course the guys would take it upon themselves to tell the whole story. It was one of their favorites, and they loved getting the opportunity to talk about it.

"She did shrooms with a model, and flipped the fuck out. Sam and I went to go get her and she through Sam was a robber or some shit, so she punched him in the face and he dropped instantly. Then before I could catch her, she ran out of the apartment and onto the street. She started running down the sidewalk screaming that it was the end of the world and all of that other bullshit, and then she threw her heels at a rather large biker, and then he ran them over. It was quite eventful," Gilinsky said causing all of the guys.

"Oh my God, that is awesome," Foosh choked out while laughing hysterically.

"So will you do this or not?" Nate asked trying to steer us back to the main discussion. All of the guys looked at me and I frowned. What did I have to lose? All I had to do was get their phones long enough for Kenny to hack into them, and then I'd return them safe and sound, sneak out of the party and I would be good to go.

"I guess," I sighed while running my hand through my hair.

"Sammy will thank you later," Kenny smiled at me. I nodded and looked over at Nate who had a small glimmer in his eyes. My phone buzzed and I raised my eyebrow while I read over the number. I wasn't familiar with it, so I hesitated before opening the message.

Unknown: I know what you're doing. Two can play this game, bitch. xo L

I furrowed my eyebrows together and felt my jaw clench. How did she get my number? "What's wrong?" Nate asked, causing my head to snap up.