The loud music was bursting through the speakers of the club. Rodney had dragged Em and I to a club,to think I could have been sleeping in the comfort of my bed.
I was on the dancefloor having a great time dancing when muscular arms draped around my waist.
"Whats a pretty girl like you doing out late at night in a club like this"the familiar voice rang through my ears.
"What do you want Matt?"I said smirking and turned around to face him.
"Nothing...just spotted you from across the room...and decided to come over and just say hi?"he said nervously.
"What do you want?"I repeated my question,the look on his face said it all.
"Okay...I sorta got myself in a situation"he said hesitantly.
"Like?"I urged on.
"I need you to do something for me ...just a small favour"
"Get to the point Matthew"I said sternly.
"Ineedyoutopretendtobemygirlfriend" he said quickly and I didn't catch a word he said.
"What! ,please speak English"I said and he sighed.
"I need you to pretend to be my girlfriend"he said much slower,I raised one eyebrow and looked at him.
"What did you do?"
"This chick won't stop bugging me...and I thought..."
"That if I pretended to be your girlfriend she'd leave you alone"I finished his sentence off.
"Yes..."he slowly furrowing his eyebrows.
I looked at him in disbelief,"so..will you.."
"No"I said scrunching my nose.
"Why not?"he pressed.
"I came here unwillingly,and I at least want to try enjoy myself,faking to be your girlfriend isn't part of the plan"I said.
"Please,I'll do anything"he said pleadingly,I looked at him for a while.
this could come in handy.
"Anything?" I pestered,my smirk growing.
"Yes anything,just please"
"Okay,I'll do it,but you owe big time"I said and he immediately dragged me towards his booth were there sat three other unfamiliar guys and the supposed bimbo that wouldn't stop bugging him.
she wore a red tight dress, that brought up her bust and killer hills, she had short blonde hair that reached her shoulder and too much red lipstick.
I stopped for a second and looked at Matt and he looked back at me.
"what? "he said.
"I thought you'd go for the more classy girls,that one right there looks like a professional Hooker from skank's R us"
he shrugged his shoulders and continued dragging me towards the table.
"here she is, this is my girlfriend "he said looking smug,hoping it would work. He must have told her his going to look for his girlfriend or something.
she didn't look convinced,instead she just shot me a glare and scoffed.
he nudged his friend with ginger hair on the side and his friend seemed to get the gist of where this was going.
"oh yeah....hey you?"ginger haired guy said. I rolled my eyes and took a seat ,I swear this guys acting skills sucked balls so I decided to take thing into my own hands.
I looked at her and smirked "get your own, this ones claimed"she scoffed and pulled her dress up a bit making her 'machines guns',pop out more.
"you're just another bitch who's trying too hard sweetie leave that to the professionals,he prefers a woman"she said.
She certainly puts us women to shame.
"which agency are you from?"I asked.
"what?"
"well you said professional,so I thought you worked for some kind of whore institution,you sure dress the part"I said smiling.
"bitch"she mutters.
"takes one to know one"I said.
"that's an old comeback I see your still living in sixth grade,leave honey and let the adults talk"
"I doubt there'd be any talking since you don't have the decency to close your legs and the smartest thing that's probably come out of your mouth is a penis, now do yourself a favour and leave before I slap you so hard you'd wake up a saint "I looked at her threateningly.
she stood up at looked at me, "you don't scare me"she said
God this whore just doesn't know when to stop.
"funny,the last guy who said that ended up filing a restraining order against me"she looked frightened this time and walked away.
"well looks like I just ruined her little whore parade as payback for saving your ass you're buying me drinks the whole night"I smiled looking at all four guys who where still trying to figure out what had just happened.
I looked at them all ,"what?"
"nothing"they all said in sync.
"Drinks?"I smirked.
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