Lost And Broken

Chapter 1

"You're such a bitch," Fernanda laughed. She was kidding, of course. She never actually meant it when she called me that.

"So, how's your mom? Any better?" I shook my head. My mom was just as abusive as ever. I don't think she can get better.

"Well come on, we don't wanna be late."

I nodded and grabbed my work bag, heading out the door with Fernanda.

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I sat in my dressing room, taking a drag from my cigarette. My shift was over but i had to wait for Fernanda.

Two minuets later my boss, Marko, popped his head into the tiny room. "Hi. So i have a guy asking for a lap dance, from you. He's offering ALOT." I nodded slowly, slightly annoyed.

"Alright."

"Oh, and he has tattoos and piercings all over him, blonde hair, about 5'7."

I threw the bud on the ground and stepped on it with my heel. I walked past him and into the room where lap dances are held. For me, anyway.

Once I walked in, a blonde headed, and very attractive man turned to me, a smirk plastered on his face. "You came. I thought your boss was lying because you took so long," he chuckled. I rolled my eyes.

"Well, this is my job. Plus he said you were offering alot of cash, which i need." I stood in front of his legs, half naked. He took my hips and lowered me onto his lap. "Maybe I lied about the cash," he whispered in my ear, sending chills down my spine.

"Do you want the lap dance or not? I have things to do." I looked down at my hands. He shook his head no. "No, I don't want a fucking lap dance. You're hot, so i thought I should get to know you."

I couldn't help but laugh. "You want to get to know me? Fine. What's your name?"

"Niall. Niall Horan."

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