"CAN I HAVE EVERYONE'S ATTENTION?" Charlotte yelled through a megaphone.
A bunch of guys looked towards us and the strippers winked at me.
"OUR NEWBIE IS GOING TO JOIN US IN OUR WILD ACTIVITIES. LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, GIVE IT UP FOR COLLIN!" Charlotte yelled.
A bunch of people were hollering and yelling.
What have I got myself into? I thought.
Charlotte stood up on the bar counter and pulled me up with her. A lump formed in my throat as I began to get nervous. The music got louder and all eyes were now on me.
"Dance." Charlotte whispered.
I shook my head. This is one thing I could never do.
"Do it." Charlotte demanded.
Her tone frightened me. I decided on doing as said, and started shaking my hips to the beat of the music. Boys hollered and Charlotte smirked.
This is disgusting and just wrong. No girl should have to do something this horrid. I feel more sympathy for the strippers though. They have to sleep with some guys to get paid well. And the saddest part is that it's only for money. What is this world becoming?
"Hey look, that Niall guy is staring at you." Charlotte winked.
Not to be rude, but is Charlotte a slut or something?
"He can stare all he wants. He is not getting me." I spoke seriously.
Char rolled her eyes as she began dancing with me. Soon enough, Stephanie, Perrie, Jane, and Taryn began to dance with us. The whole bar counter was full of under-dressed females dancing as if they want to get fucked right now.
"You should take him home." Char smirked while pointing to Niall.
Ew.
Not to be rude, because he is cute and all, but I don't do that shit.
Um no.
"No." I simply replied.
"Whatever. Your loss." Charlotte rolled her eyes.
Ugh.
"Can we ever get down from this thing?" I complained.
"Nope." Charlotte popped the p.
Seriously?
I sighed as I kept dancing.
It seemed that the more that we dance, the less people watched us. Thank god. I was about tired of this whole thing. Possibly we could finish this whole thing soon enough. The girls stopped dancing and got off the table, me soon following them.
"Did you like it?" Char asked as I grabbed a bottle of vodka for a customer.
"I guess." I shrugged.
"Well get used to it. You're doing it every night honey." Charlotte laughed.
What a total bitch.
I walked up the counter to be met by a darker man with tattoos all up his arms. His black hair was in a quiff and he had gorgeous chocolate eyes. I'm not gonna lie, this boy has looks.
"What can I get ya?" I asked.
"Plan you tell my girlfriend Perrie to come over, please?" He asked.
I nodded and turned away. Perrie was talking to a brown haired boy who I believe was Liam.
"Hey Perrie." I smiled.
"Hey Coll. Whatcha need?" She asked.
"Your boyfriend wants to see you." I turned and pointed towards the dark skinned boy.
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They Call Him Crazy
FanfictionHarold Edward Styles. Missing for over 10 years. Runaway child when he overheard his parents talking about sending him to an asylum. Harry is not like most kids at 10. He never had friends. He had his own imaginary friends he called his 'crew'. When...