Safe and Sound (Niall Horan & Zayn Malik FanFiction)

Chapter Nine: I Said No.

Zayn's POV

"Give me back my bras!'' Leoni shouts for the third time, I laugh and shake my head.

"Payback for last night, no undies." I smirk and she smirks back.

"Fine, I'll go to work in a sleazy strip club, with no underwear on." She raises her eyebrow, god she's good.

"Fine." I laugh, pretending not to care; but I do, her boobs are mine.

"Oh, I might wear the white shirt instead of the black, you know I always spill stuff down myself.." She trails off and I sigh.

"You're just so clumsy."

"Mm I know." I watch and she pulls the white shirt over her head, her nipples clearly visible through the thin white fabric.

"This will sure get me a lot of tips." She grins, "don't you think baby?''.

I gulp, my jeans tightening slightly, she's so sexy.

"Do you like this shirt Zaynie? I like going bra-less.''

"Fine you win.'' I pout and hand her back her collection of bras.

"Thank you." She stuck her tongue out and dressed herself in matching pink underwear, god she's gorgeous.

"You sore?" I ask, taking her work outfit from the wardrobe and handing it to her.

She nods, "Stupid big carrot."

I laugh and shake my head, "God you're cute."

"I try." She smirks and hairsprays her hair.

"T-the other d-day was reall-y fun.'' She stutters, whenever we talk about sex she turns into a nervous, stuttering mess. She's so adorable.

"Yeah it was fun, you enjoyed yourself right?''

"Oh god y-yes." She exclaims whilst grinning.

"Do I look okay? I hate working at the club."

"You look fine." I smile and kiss her forehead.

*

"Maja in my office please." Andy smiles, taking Maja from the bar where she was talking to me.

Maja's POV

"Yes Andy?" I say sweetly, he smiles.

"Private book-"

I cut him off, "I said no more private bookings!" I raise my voice slightly, I said no.

"This guy paid ten times your hourly fee." He reasons, I nod, £3000.

"I said no Andy.'' I'm beginning to get angry.

"Look, I know, alright? But you should be glad that I've agreed to this because your contract clearly states that you have to have at least two private bookings a week if there are clients!"

"Andy, I just don't want to do this, okay?"

"Yes I know, this guy was really persistent.''

I think this is my que to give in. Damn you Andy.

"Fine, if he's a titty toucher, I want him barred." I say, Andy nods.

I reluctantly make my way from the office and down the battered hallway to my booking lounge, thankfully I'm there first. I sit myself on the white leather arm chair, waiting for the next sleazeball to come through.

Three knocks at the door, "Come in." I try to say as sweetly as possible but it probably sounds like an angry threat of some sort.

"No need to be so cruel to me Maj." I hear an Irish accent before I see his blonde locks.