H.O.C.D || H.S

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

{A day earlier...}

"Yes Liam. I promise." I sighed fumbling with the wallet. My eyes dropped from my friend to the bland brown money bag that could avert attention without really trying.

"What do you think Niall?" Lifting my head, I watched Niall enter the dining hall; shoving his phone into the back of his jean pocket.

"It's only to the grocery store Liam." Niall shrugged looking at me with a lopsided smile. "It couldn't hurt."

"At eight o'clock at night?" Liam questioned still not convinced.

"He might have cravings. I used to. But that was before you learnt to double the shopping list." Niall teased pinching his friends cheek.

"Ow." Liam slapped him off as I let out a small laugh. Come on Liam. Just let me go. Let me get out of this house. I've waited long enough for intimate human touch and I don't think I can handle being isolated anymore. "God... alright fine. But back by nine! Understand?"

I could only nod frantic with excitement before snatching the shared car keys off the dining room table and rushing out the front door.

The car keys jammed in the side door as I growled twisting them to try and unlock this piece of shit faster.

With the car finally unlocking moments after, I lunged into it and revved it to life. With everything stabilized; the seat pulled closer and the revision mirror tilted to meet my gaze, I pulled out my own phone.

[Strip clubs in London]

I needed this. I needed touch. Something not even my friends, family or psychological therapist could stop right in this moment.

My eyes traced over the various options that popped up on my screen.

The Horns. It seems close enough.

Dialing the address into the GPS, I chucked my phone onto the passenger seat and pulled out onto the street.

I only have an hour. That's all I need anyway.

* * * * * *

As soon as I stepped into the secluded building, I was immediately surrounded by flashing lights and a warm atmosphere reeking of sex.

I need this.

Letting a sly groan slip my lips, I stepped through the crowd and looked at the exotic dancers twisting their bodies around their abused poles.

It sent a tingle straight to my groin and I knew I had to sit down. The moment I did though, a woman -practically naked- walked over and put a glass of water into my quivering hands.

My eyes stared straight towards her exposed bust; the only thing covering them were tassels over her sensitive nipples.

"Can I help you sweetheart?" She breathed inching her face closer, basically asking me to let her grind on my lap.

"I-I..." I choked out, becoming to overwhelmed as she reached a hand out and stroked my arm.

Don't. Please don't. She doesn't know what I'm capable of if she doesn't stop.

"Dance." I managed to croak to her as she smirked and stood up. Her finger lured me to follow her and all I could do was oblige to her wishes.

My eyes stared at her ass as she took me to the back of the room before whispering in some girls ear. She nodded and glanced at me before disappearing into a dimmed lighted hallway.

"How many?" The woman asked walking over and letting her fingers creep over my chest.

"W-what?" The woman giggled before daring to take her hand lower.

"How many of us do you want?" As she was about to skim over my hardening crotch, I gripped her wrist catching her off guard.

"One. Just one." Her face faltered before she pulled her hand back.

"I'll go get somebody for you. Wait here." She said like she was slightly offended before taking off down the same dimmed hallway.

I wonder why she suddenly became all distant. Was it because I prevented her touching my crotch? Well she doesn't know the concept of what will happen if I let her touch me there. It'll be a bumpy ride for the long run.

"She's ready." The woman snapped me out of my thoughts before looking back at a darker skinned woman. "Leilah will guide you." And with that, she left me.

"Come in honey." Leilah took my hand and walked me up the hallway. We walked past lots of closed doors with signs across them saying 'occupied' which caught my attention. Just how many stripers worked here?

"Annie is ready for you." Leilah gestured to the door before walking up the hallway again.

I swallowed hard and grasped the doorknob in my hand before pushing it open. My heart beat raised as I looked at the girl sitting on the leather seat in front of me. Legs crossed and arms spread out as she held a deep smirk.

"I've been expecting you."