Be My Bad Boy [Josh Balz x Devin Sola]

-Devin’s POV-

I opened my eyes slowly; ugh this had got to be the worst headache I’ve ever had my entire life. I probably overdid it last night.

I glanced at the side of the bed, seeing the girl who paid me to do it with her last night.  What was her name again? Casserole? Canada? Oh wait, Cassandra.

So this is my life. Every night, I go to different places with different people and I strip the shit out of myself and fuck people for their entertainment. Hell I get paid for it and it’s what I’m good at. (Not gonna lie I kinda enjoy it.) I couldn’t do decent jobs because of my personal problems. Been doing it for I don’t know how long…

I sat up and took my clothes and the money she gave me and immediately went on my way home.

A few moments later, I reached my own small shitty apartment and ignored the paper on the door that reminded me that my rent was months overdue. I put the money in one of the glass jars; inside it was money that I have been earning for my whole life. A trip to somewhere descent, the place that I have always dreamt of.

Paris. The land of love.

There, I’ll meet a woman that I will love my whole life and give my loving heart to her everyday, and hopefully she’ll do the same and won’t use my body for only her pleasure, because that wouldn’t be different from what I am now.

Sigh, I know it sounds like a little girl’s dream, but who cares? I mean, who wouldn’t want to go to Paris? It’s probably the most romantic place on Earth, unlike where I am right now. People are filled with lust and greed.

Kind of ironic because I provide their pleasure. Well what can I do about it? I need a job.

Speaking of job, I may have to find an appointment later.

About time when someone had called me on the phone, too.

“Hello?” I answered.

“Is this Devin Sola?” The person on the phone asked. It was a girl, pretty young, I can tell. Eugh how did she know my number?

“Yes,” I sat on the couch, turning the television on. “Whoever you are, what made you call me?”

“It’s my 16th birthday and-“

“Ah, well happy birthday.”

“Thanks. And… we’re going to need a male stripper for my party tonight.”

Wow isn’t she sort of too young to know me and to be hiring strippers? Shasjdhas whatever. It’s her birthday anyway. Hopefully I won’t be doing someone this time. At least someone too young. Ew.

“Of course. What time and where?” I said, flipping channels.

As the girl told the address and the time, I took a pen and a piece of paper and scribbled it down. I have a very bad issue of writing hearts on top of small I’s. Hard to stop myself from writing it. Then again, who gives a shit?

“May I know your name?” I asked through the phone.

“Casey.”

-A/N-

            I have no idea if Balz has a sister, and if he did I have no idea what her name is. This is entirely made up. Well if he did have a sister and if her name was Casey then woah big coincidence. He probably doesn’t though lol.

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 “Okay then Casey. Happy birthday.”

“Thanks!” she said through the phone when I heard a guy call out her name. She quickly dropped the call at the moment. Eh I wonder what happened.

-Josh’s POV-

Sister’s birthday. As the big brother, I set up these girly decorations on her house the whole day yesterday. Most of her friends are coming, and most of them girls. Girls are literally the scariest things ever. They deceive you with their looks and you fall to their trap and who knows what they will make you do for them. Ugh just thinking about it makes me shiver.

I went to her room to check on her. I opened the door slowly and found her talking to someone on the phone.

“Casey?” I said.

She immediately dropped the call and looked at me.

“Josh, how many times do I have to tell you to knock?” She said with her everyday annoying voice.

“Who was that?” I asked, me being the protective and curious brother.

“A… friend.” She looked at me shrugged. She was obviously lying.

I shook my head and looked at her.

“Look, just go cook some food or whatever and I’ll set up, okay?” She said, sighing. I can’t fight with her right now… it’s her birthday. Although I’m still curious to whom she might have called. If it was her friend she wouldn’t end it. What if it was her boyfriend? Oh wait, she doesn’t have one. Oh. What if the person on the phone is the boyfriend?

Aye get your shit together Josh go cook some cake and bake some rice.

I stood up and went to the kitchen. I went to the fridge to get some ingredients but I noticed a piece of paper that was stuck onto it. It was a phone number. There wasn’t a name though.

I shook my head and took out the ingredients and started cooking for the party tonight.

*

Le cookin’ and sizzlin’ this awesome shit that I’m currently cooking, and I don’t even know why but I was actually dancing while sauté-ing. Haha imagine that.

And that’s when I heard the door from the living room burst open and girly screams came in. I rolled my eyes and continued cooking anyways.

While I was cooking, I sort of listened to their conversation going on in the living room. They were all greeting Casey a happy birthday then asked about improving and stuff. The usual thing. Until I heard something that actually made me freeze.

“Where’s your brother? <3”

Oh my god. No please, don’t tell her.

The reason that I’m totally creeped out is because that girl has had a crush on me ever since for fucking ever and she doesn’t leave me alooone. She’s this flirt named Abby who literally fantasizes almost all of the guys in school, especially me. She stalks me all the time, and let’s just say that she knows everything about me, and probably knows something about me that I don’t even know.

Lucky me.

And before I knew it, there were hands covering my eyes. Ah fuck.

“Guess whoooo~” The voice said.

“I’m trying to cook here.”

“Wrong guess.”

I sighed heavily and asked her to leave me alone in the nicest way possible.

“Fuck off please.”

She let her hands off, making me see again (yay), and that’s when she fuckin’ kissed me in the cheek that literally sent spiders crawling down to my spine. Eughfhsufhuehfsf

“That’s what I like about you Joshie. You sexy little thing.”

She left with a creepy giggle. Oh my god I can’t wait until this day ends.