Fake Girlfriend

Chapter 12

Esmè's POV

I was thinking and thinking about what that feeling was when Harry grabbed my hand yesterday.

Eh,I'll worry about it later.

I got up and went to put some clothes on.

I put on my denim high-waisted shorts and a New York Giants crop top jersey on.

I put on my black combat boots and left my hair in its natural waves. I put on my usual make up and brushed my teeth. I grabbed my phone and there was a knock at my door.

I opened it and saw lily standing there in a pink trench coat.

Lily is taking me job hunting today.

"What the hell are you wearing?"

She whipped open her coat to reveal a black lace bra and black lace lingerie.

"What , are you going to a strip club or something?" I joked.

"Actually yes. And so are you." She smirked.

My eyes widened.

~At the strip club~

"Hi, I'm Margo, Lily's boss." A woman with long black hair said. She had on a skin tight strapless dress that stops 3 inches below her ass.

"I'm Esmè." I introduced.

"I know, Lily showed me a pic of you, you look stripper material." Margo said.

"Excuse me?" I asked.

"You're sexy and beautiful, you're skinny enough and your chest and ass pass the test." Margo inspected me.

I raised my eyebrows.

"I'm not lesbo, I'm just the boss." She said.

"Do you want to work here?" She asked.

I examined the club and saw girls dancing and sliding up and down poles.

Guys and teenage boys throwing money at them. I glanced at one of the dollar bills and saw it was $100. Oh shit!

"Yes." I breathed out.

"Ok, you start tomorrow at 9 pm. Wear the sexiest bra and lingerie you have." Margo said.

I nodded my head.

I said goodbye to Lily and walked out.

Paparazzi bombarded me immediately.

"HOW IS HARRY?!"

"DOES HARRY TREAT YOU RIGHT?!"

"IS HARRY GETTING LAID?!"

I stopped walking and so did the flashes, a video camera was the only thing pointed towards me.

"First off, Harry is fine, second Harry does treat me right, and third I don't think that's any of your damn buisness.

You try and take the truth and mix it up and make it a lie. He's just a teenage boy trying his hardest and trying to get through in life. Can't you guys take a step back and realize how hard he has it. He can't even step outside without any of you dumbasses questioning him or invade his personal space. So why

don't you people get a real job instead of ruining someone's life. Idiots!" I ranted. They let me through the crowd and I got in my car and drove off.

Harry's POV

Tears spilled down my face as I watched what Esmè said about me.

I can't believe she did that for me.