Its 2:00 in the morning. I'm walking down the street in my lingerie underneath my robe, going to the club. Hey, a girl gotta get her money! I noticed a black audi pull up beside me. I pretended not to notice it. Then I heard a slight noise and looked at the car. The mystery guy looked around 16-20 years old. "Hey babe hop in" he smirked. I shrugged and went towards the car. What could go wrong?! "Where you off to in lingerie at 12:00 am, love?" His deep accent asked. Obviously he wasn't from here. He had jet black hair with stubbles of hair dotted on his jawline. "I'm going to work." I growled. Honestly I didn't mean for it to come out like that. "Where would that be?" He mumbled. "The club." He drove off to wear I work. "Thanks for the ride.. Stranger" I said. "Zayn, and you'll be seeing me a lot more. " he winked. I rolled my eyes and got out, slamming the door. Creep. I walked into the dressing room and put on my stilettos. I took off my robe and started to walk out. The music started. Bad by Wale. I grabbed onto the pole and started flying. "Chloe someone wants to borrow you" The owner of the club said. I nodded letting go of my pole and walking off stage. I followed him and into the room. It was too dark to see. As soon as the lights flickered on, I was immediately annoyed.
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Malik Stripper
FanficWell it started with your hips So I moved up to your lips To take a chance Ask for a dance ~ Dirty Hips & Smoking Lips. Zayn Malik Meets Part Time Stripper, Chloe Hastings.
