Irish Girls a Niall Horan love story

Erin and I

  "Delilah, youv'e got 10 more minuets until your breaks over" the stage manager, John said as he stuck his head in Erin and mine's dressing room.

    "Thanks, John" I said as his face turned red and he left, I don't blame him! He had just started working here and he still wasn't used to the tiny little bras and panties all the girls had to wear. turning to my best friend Erin I laughed "So what do you want to do tonight?"

  "We could go to that new bar across the street?" Erin has always been really shy, almost everything she said it was like she was asking a question. She used to be MUCH worse though, like when we first met a little over two years ago all she would do is sit behind the curtain and wait for her turn to dance.

    I had just started working at Irish Girls [a pretty decent strip club compared to the others i had checked out] a few months before, and i was in desperate need of a room mate. So i started telling the girls about how if anyone was looking for a place to live I was their girl, when Erin spoke to me for the first time.

   "Um, were is your apartment?" I could barely here her, and she wouldn't look up at me, but then again i was practically naked at the time. Well we all were that's how strippers are!

    "Its about five blocks from here, it's a tree bedroom, with two bathrooms over Nandos." she nodded and asked

    " How soon could someone be able to move in?"

    "Today! I could really use someone to share the rent with, not that its a ton it would only be £500 each, and that's TV, Internet, water, and power." I really needed her to move in, i was barely making the payments.

     "Okay, I'll take it?" She smiled, blushed and looked away.

      With that our friendship began.