A little place for love

Chapter 1

Andy's POV

"Andy ! Get up you have a lot to do today and you promised to help John and Martha before you head of to the club" said my mom opening the door of my room.
" Yeah, yeah I'm coming just let me wake up properly...." I responded not fully awake but already pissed to be yelled at at 8am .
See, I'm on holidays I'm 18 years old and I just graduated from high school. But as I am not going to college next year because I'm starting a career in music my mom wants me to start working. So I'm taking small jobs as helping the neighbors to paint their children bedrooms and I also work at a gay nightclub until 4 am. Now, you might say that as my mom wakes me up at 8am I don't have enough sleep but I'm sleeping during the afternoon so I just have a very weird schedule.
But that's for the summer. I have to find a real job before September and something about music because that's what I am passionate about.
I as heard the frond door slap I knew that my mother was heading of to work. I made myself a cup of tea and took a banana from the fruit basket.
While I was drinking my tea I checked the news about the music industry as the radio was playing a new song by Ryan Beaumont. Everything was about him nowadays. And as everybody loved him, no one founded it annoying. Well, no one except me. I didn't like his commercial music made for crazy teenage girls fangirling over him. And as for his entire personality, let's say that it wasn't glorious. He wasn't rude or full of himself but just an other straight fuckboy like the ones you can find at every street corner. Quite pathetic.
I took a shower and dressed with an old jumpsuit as I was going to do some painting today. When I arrived at my neighbors house Martha ( the wife) greeted me and offered me a cup of tea that I politely declined explaining that I just had breakfast. And I started working.

It is now 10pm and I have to head of to the club to help disposing everything. I also need to change outfits because my boss asks us to wear something a bit more provocative when we are working. I'm not a dancer or anything just the bartender so it doesn't bother me. As I was taking on my white ripped jean and my light pink crop top, I heard a voice behind me
"Andy hey mate ! " said my best friend
" Hey Harv how are you ?"
" I'm good actually and I hope there will be hot guys in here tonight 'cause I intend to get laid ! "
" Hahahaha, well said I couldn't agree more !"
I know what you might be thinking. But no I am not a man whore. I like sex and I'm in a club surrounded by attractive dudes who are clearly heating on me. So I find it quite hard to resist to the temptation.