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3rd Person's POV
"Y/n! Where is y/n?!" One of the male workers whose name is Stanley ask, well practically yelled as he rushed down the halls of strippers.
One of the strippers looked at him and smirked, "She's coming don't worry!"
That was true, she was coming. She was outside paying the taxi driver and rushing her way inside. She had her outfit on already, so all she needed to do was take off her coat and move her ass to the stage, which is exactly what she did.
Y/n's POV
"Y/n you're late!" Stanley said sternly. I gave him a little soft smile and walked backwards to the stage.
"Sorry Stanley, want a little rub later?"
Stanley scoffed and made a disgusted face, "oh fuck off!"
I gave him a grin before took my place onto the stage and being ready for my cue.
"And now lets give it up for Luna! Our favorite girl who shines bright! Brighter then the moon itself."
The curtains went up and I could already feel the stares all over my body. This job wasn't an ideal job but it did give me enough to live by. Also I get to be sexy so there was some fun in this.
I walked down the stage, while my hands roamed my body and once I reached the pole. I twirled around it to the ground and swiftly got myself back up, teasingly sticking out my ass. I was the girl that gave this place money and that's mostly because a male guy would always pay for a private show, more then it costs.
Tom's POV
"C'mon Tom lets go, all we do is go clubbing and that's at a friendly club."
I looked at Harrison and cocked my eyebrow, "clubbing is not friendly."
Harrison's eyes widened and he waved his hands in the air, "well whenever we go, we just dance with friends and not girls!"
I chuckled at his response and nodded my head a bit. It was true whenever we went clubbing it was always with Harry (or Sam if he wanted to go) and some other guy friends. We would never go with girls and when girls did show up it was always either for a picture or for a picture. I can see why Harrison wants to go to a strip club.
"Fine, I'll go but we gotta respect these ladies."
Harrison smirked at me and raised his eyebrows, "oh man do I have a surprise for you."
When we arrived at the strip club, we could already hear the music blasting off the walls. I took a deep breath and immediately cringe at the fact that when I first walked in the place it smelled like weed, cigarettes, & alcohol. I drink don't get me wrong but the scent was so strong, I honestly thought I could get drunk by just smelling it.
