; Nikki
'Beep, beep' my phone rang as I slowly escape my dreams and back to reality. I quickly grab my phone as I rub my eyes from my refreshing nap.
As soon as my phone lit up and read 4:30 pm, I quickly race downstairs. I slip my shoes off and head to my car. Thank God, I was late to work by 5 minutes or my boss would have my ass."Jesus Christ Nikki, your on in 45 minutes, so head back and get ready", I nod not wanting to lose my job.
I take a quick 15 minute shower and quickly apply my makeup. Then put on my black lace panties black knee high socks, matching bra and red heels to match my lip stick. My hair dresser Chloe comes in and starts to curly my hair as I, put on my jewelry.
As soon as Chloe finishes, my nerves get a hold of me. Since I'm not stripping tonight, since it's Friday, all of us do a little dance to a song of our course .
"Your up, buttercup." Sam says as I poke his head into my dressing room. My heels echo though the club as I step on the stage.
I keep my head down as "One Time" by Marian Hill plays.
My hips sway to the beat as begin to start my routine.It ended as fast it begun and by the end I was out of breath and I couldn't stop smiling.I tried to look out into the crowd but it was pitch black for my routine. Then once again my heels echoed through the club as I mad my way towards my dressing room.
As I enter my dressing room, I start taking my makeup when I get cold chills up and down my arm.
"You did great out there, Babygirl." a unknown voice says, making me quiver in fear. Then almost playfully, they start leaving small kisses down my neck. I slowly turn my head to see Zayn there with his cocky smile. He starts laughing at my scared expression. I jump out and wrap my arms around his waist and immediately his mint breathe hits my face.
Then slowly unattached my self from him, trying to ignore his confused glaze. I change my lace underwear and heels for converses, skinny jeans and my Teenage Dirtbag sweatshirt.
He understands what I'm doing and gets up and holds my hand, leading towards the back door. Then leads me to his car and opens the door for me.
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