The Wrong Side Of Love

For Me

Me and Sam were best friends and friends with benefits. The reason for this was 1. Sam never could get a chick to bang and 2. It was better then being in a relationship. I rubbed my temples as we walked around the skate park for a bit before going back to his house. I sighed as we walked into the house and took in the atsmophere. Sam lived a few houses down from me and his parents were mainly busy looking for jobs. I sighed and rubbed my temples as he went to get some drinks.

"I have a massive headache" I told him and sighed as he sat next to me and passed me a glass of water. I downed the water down and sighed before rubbing my forehead as Sam began to kiss my neck, his hands running along my body as I sighed softly and leaned more into him. I smiled as he took me into his arms and sat me on his lap, we continued to kiss as his hands made their ways up my top and onto my chest.

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I left Sam's house as he slept, I checked the time on my phone to see I had 2 more hours till work started, I sighed and went to the nearest chip shop and ordered a open coned large before sitting outside and ate my food. I looked around as a group of boys with only two girls walked past, the girls starring at me with a glare. I sighed and looked down at my chips. I may be a bitch to my friends and family but when it came to gangs and coke heads like them then I kept my head down. I sighed and finished my chips before going to work early and sighed softly as I pushed open the back doors and sighed softly as Dexter, the manager turned to face me. Some of the girls were already here so I wasn't going to be alone with him.

"Tayla you're two hours early" he told me and I nodded "Okay just go get changed and start serving drinks, some people have already come" he told me and I obeyed, going into the changing rooms and changing into a black bra and black mini skirt. I smiled a little as I sorted my make-up and hair out then changed my shoes into black heels and went to serve people. I got a few compliments from some of the men and sighed as I said my thanks and went to serve some more.

A few hours passed and more people were now in the building. I gave a few private dances here and there but I was mainly serving drinks. I went to the table of boys that I saw earlier. "Hey pretty girl wanna give me a private dance, I'll give you £20" One of them said, he had short blonde hair but not too short with blue eyes and lightly tanned skin. He wore dark blue jeans with a black top and jacket.

"Sure follow me" I told him and we left the table to one of the private rooms. Yet as soon as I closed the door his hands were all over me, "if you don't stop I will ask Security to kick you out" I told him calmly, hoping I wouldn't anger him. He frowned but nodded and pulled away as I crossed my arms.

"My name's Lucas, and you are?"
"Tayla" I told him and without looking at him I knew he was smiling.

"Such a beautiful name for a beautiful girl. I saw you earlier... So why work here if you don't like being starred at?" He was now frowning when I looked up as I shrugged.

"My mum forced me to work here, I guess you could say I was brought up on the wrong side of london" I told him and he chuckled before sitting down and got the £20. My eyes lit up and I went to take it before he moved his hand away with a chuckle.

"Dance Tayla... For me" I sighed yet obeyed and began to give him what he wanted for what I wanted.