One Mistake-One Direction Fanfic

Chapter 1-Nina's P.O.V

Nina's P.O.V

6 months Later..

Since whatever happen between me and Zack I left Toronto and moved to London, England. I couldn't go back to my family because I didn't know how to face them after all the things I did to them.  Since coming to London, England I thought things will be fine but it got worse. I couldn't find any job because I had no college degree or good marks from high school. I was basically homeless for a month until this guy name Mark took me from the streets and gave me a better life, well not really. He paid everything for me, for my home, for my car and for college. So in order to pay him back I had to work for him. It is not any ordinary job, I became a stripper in his Club. There was no turning back, If I don't pay him back I will be in danger. 

Every time I remember my past I get depressed and there is one person who always cheers me up her name is Samantha. She is like my only friend in London we both work in the same club, she works as a bartender. We both live together in the same apartment, she has been through  a lot as well. Her parents were abusive and kicked her out of the house.  We always supported each other during our bad times.

"NINA DINNER IS READY, Samantha shouted

"COMING", I shouted back.

I came to the dinning table, and saw that she cooked my favorite food Hakka Noddles with chili chicken.  I hugged her and we both sat in the dinning table. 

"So,are you going to work tonight?" Nina questioned.

"Oh, I was supposed to be off tonight but Mark said this stripper injured her foot and she wont able to dance so I have to cover for her",I answered

"Ah, that sucks, I am off tonight" Nina said with a disappointed face. 

"Oh, well I guess I will be alone tonight", I said with a pouted face and Nina laughed.

As we were eating, Nina stopped and asked:

"Nina, can i tell you something".

"Sure, what is it?"

"When are you going stop doing all this, I mean when are you going to stop working for Mark?".

"Until I pay him back the money I owe him". 

"How much you had to owe him?"

"Well 50, 000 pounds and I paid the half". "But, why did you ask out of all sudden Samantha?".

"I have been thinking lately that we should stop working in the club and start a new career". I am tired of guys trying to harassing us  and see people crazy fights everyday.I just want us to go away from here and start a better career.

"Don't worry, everything will be fine just few more months until i pay Mark the other half of the money and both us will leave London.".

"I hope so", Nina smiled.

I know what you guys might be thinking both of us working in a club we might be some sluts, not true.  To tell ya the truth we are still  Virgins. We are not those type of girls that whoring with others. Being a stripper, I still hadn't tried anything with guys I just do my poll dance and I get out. I don't do lap dance or any types of those things. 

"Alright, I am done my food, thanks for the delicious food now I have get ready because I don't wanna be late or else Mark will get pissed". Samantha nodded and I went upstairs to put my clothes on.

My uniform is basically is shorts with half tank top but its not too revealing, It doesn't show my cleavage just a bit of my stomach and my legs. I told Mark that I can't wear that revealing clothes because I don't feel comfortable so he agreed. Finally, I put my make up on and straighten my hair. Got my coat,car keys and made my way to my car. 

Few Hours Later..

Finally, it was time for me to leave. I just wanted to get out of the club and just go home. I just hate this club, hate the people, hate everything about it but I  guess I got no choice to but to work here.

I made my way to the garage where my car is parked. I grabbed my keys from my purse and was going to open my car until someone grabbed me with their hand on my mouth and with a knife.

"Hello Sweetheart". "If you don't want me to kill you, you just have to come with me and spend a night and I will let you go" coming from a strange male voice.

I hit his feet with my heels, and ran away but failed. He grabbed my hands and was taking me towards his car.

I was screaming, crying yelling for help but there was no use. 

He was taking me to his car until someone hit him with a wine of bottle. 

I turned to see this guy who is an inch taller than me, he got a hazel eyes which was beautiful and he got a hair like Elvis Presley. He was wearing a black skinny jeans with a black shirt and had tattoos all over his hands. 

We were both staring with each other for two minutes. I was still in shocked, I wanted to thank him for saving my life until I hear a noise coming from the back I look over to see there was bunch of drunk people coming.  I turned back and  he was vanished. I never got an opportunity to thank him. If it wasn't him for him I would have get raped. Thanks to him nothing bad happened to me. 

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