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I woke up in a strange bed with a man next to me that I had never seen before.

He had dirty blonde hair and that was all I could see since he was facing downward, I poked him to see if he would wake up but all I got out of him was a small moan.

I was only in a bra and thong , knowing that something had to have happened last night. I'm used to the fact of having sex so it isn't really anything new to me or something I cared about.

I was about 16 when I first became a prostitute, I lived with my mum and dad, I was an only child as well. My dad was very abusive. He would hit me for no reason just for his own benefit he has punched me a few times, kicked me, slapped me, you name it. He goes out to the club almost every night, he drinks, smokes, both him and my mom do drugs, so what's the point in living with them anymore if they don't love me and don't give a fuck about me? nothing, there's no point.

One day I just couldn't take it anymore, I grabbed my shit, stole some money from my dads wallet and just took off, I had no where to go so I went to a hotel that was about 30 minutes away from where I lived, I had my own car so that was something I didn't have to worry about.

Right then and there I decided I want to be a prostitute, i want to make hundreds of dollars just by having sex for a few hours, I mean I'm sure theres going to be condoms involved, and even if I got pregnant who gives a fuck? It's been 2 years and I'm still not pregnant, why would it happen now or anytime soon?

I lost my train in thought by someone pulling me close to them and resting there head in the side of my neck, by also kissing me lightly there. I pulled away to look at who it was.

It was this boy with the most beautiful blue eyes I had ever seen, a face not hot looking , but what you might say as adorable. He opened his mouth and said "Goodmorning Beautiful" with a smile on his face, I just looked at him for a minute and then I said "Who are you" he said "You don't remember?" I looked at him and said "No, no I don't" He said "Well, I'm Niall" He tried smiling but right when he saw that I wasn't exactly happy to be here it quickly faded away.

I then said just to make things less awkward "Hi Niall, my name is Ellie"

I paused and then said "But you can call me El" He said "I already knew that you told me last night when we fucked" he chuckled.

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