Plenty More Fish in The Sea

Chapter 6

Tooba: Are you readyyyy x

I check my phone as I curl my hair and retouch my makeup, making sure to especially apply lots of mascara.

Me: In a bit, need to look my best, remember x

I take another look in the mirror at the outfit that Tooba chose for me. A figure-hugging red dress which shows a lot of skin. Underneath is lingerie than shows even more. The matching red heels make my legs look longer. My hair falls in curls around my face and I feel extremely underdressed seeing as I would never dream to walk out of the house like this. But it makes me feel confident- I could get used to this.

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I grab Tooba's hand as we approach the 'Harder and Faster' strip club chain. I feel nervous. I don't know what to expect. Tooba guides me into a hidden staircase and we walk down it. The music is so loud it makes my head ache. As we approach the dancefloor, I see masses of people bopping around me. Must be popular, I think.

'Drink?' Tooba hands me a small glass with golden liquid in it.

'Err.. no, I'm okay,' I give her a weird look. I didn't expect her to be the alcohol type. But who am I to judge when I've ended up here as well? My mum would be so disappointed in me. No, not disappointed, more like 'you fucking prick I'm sending you to boarding school in North Korea!' I shiver at the thought of her finding out.

I grab a can of coke, and open it. As I turn around, someone crashes into me and my drink spills all over my dress. Why do liquids love to spill on me?

'Oh shittt, I am so sorry!' A guy with green eyes says apologetically.

'I would say it's fine, but what am I supposed to wear now?' I frown, looking down at the mess.

'Well, you are at a strip club... So uhh, strip?' He looks at me and suddenly his eyes are filled with lust.

'I've never done this before...' My cheeks heat up but he probably can't see it. I cannot believe I am actually in this situation. Who would have guessed?

'Come, it's not that bad,' he assures me, taking my hand and leading me towards the back where there's fewer people.

'I don't really want to be naked around random people,' I admit, suddenly not feeling the clammy liquid on my dress. It must have dried by now.

'Okay, well let's start with less people. How about... just me?' He gazes intently into my eyes and leans towards me, placing his hands on my waist and then crashing his lips on mine. I gasp in shock but he sees it as an invitation to slip his tongue into my mouth. I hesitate at first but then I kiss him back. I feel him carry me down a corridor and into a room, where he slowly unzips my dress so it falls down my legs and on to the floor. I cross my arms across my chest at the realisation of how exposed I feel. He slowly guides my hands to my sides.

'Don't,' His voice is deeper and his pupils are so big it makes his green eyes look black, 'you're beautiful.' I watch him as he eyes me up and down, taking in all of me. His lips slam on mine once again, and he pushes me towards the bed. No, I'm not ready for this.

'Zainab?' I open my eyes thinking, how does he know my name? But as my eyes find the door, I see a figure standing there.

'Riyad?'