Bad Romance

I'll Get You Out Of Here

A/N: This was one of the most tedious and painful chapter to write even though it might not seem like that but the stuff in my head was way too much and I had to cut it short in descriptions over here, still, just to make it clear once again, this story is rated mature.

I've never been working so hard on a plot but this story is making me question my mental health at the same time, but damn I'm enjoying every bit of it! I hope you do too, and I won't force you to continue, if at any point you wanna stop, please do.

Also, love you fam and thanking you immensely for the 1k votes!

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“We’re not going there.” Kong uttered what felt like a tenth time while Tew, Wad, M and Oak looked at him eagerly but then slumping away and groaning to his words 

“Why are you like this?!” Oak was whining.

Because I'm gay?!

Kong wanted to shout at them but he couldn’t as he focused back on his book, solving another equation while slumped there on the bed he once owned but was now belonging to Oak who had moved in as the new roommate of M but that didn’t stop him as they all pretty much hung out there when Kong could manage some spare time.

Being out of his closet to his friends was the last thing in his mind, though he knew M was the only one who had the idea.

“Come on! This is like  once-in-a-lifetime-opportunity!” M exclaimed.


“You’re talking like it’s a very important place to add up to your resume!” Kong scowled.

“But it is important.” Oak said.


“It’s a bloody strip club!” Kong spat.

“And we’re never gonna get a chance again! We need to visit it.” M added in a whine. 


The way M was whining, Kong realised with a sigh that his best friend had never realised that Kong was gay.

“Goddamnit! You’re gonna have a girlfriend soon!” Kong shouted at M.


“Not any sooner since she’s madly crushing over you!” M shouted back.


Kong grimaced staring at M who was glaring at him.


Well, it wasn’t really Kong's fault that more than half of the class were crushing over him.


“Please Kong, you never allowed me to do shit through highschool saying we weren’t of age but we’re 18 now! We need to visit the strip club so I can check it off from my bucket list.” M said

“What kind of messed up bucket list do you have?” Kong frowned at him as M grinned.


“Come on, Kong! Don’t be such a jerk!” Oak shouted.


“Why don’t you all go without me?” Kong shrugged his shoulders already closing his books to leave for his place.

“Because…” Oak shifted a little awkwardly before explaining.

“We hardly are able to have a civil conversation with girls who aren’t our friends, we panic around the females, and you seem like the only guy who can get us in without panicking at all.”



Kong eyed his friends in disbelief, it was like he was seeing them in a whole new light.


Okay, what kind of perverted dorks are they?

“Please…”

“Just so if I hadn’t said this earlier, I totally-totally hate you guys with all my being.” Kong muttered staring at the neon coloured huge signboard that read a dingy cheesy name that Kong never wanted to read again. 

Kong wanted to be anywhere but here.

“You said that like a hundredth time now, come on.” M hissed before tugging at Kong's arm as he finally walked towards the club with his friends around like he was some kind of a celebrity.


They surely made him look like the leader of their little panicky group.


What made it worse was the fact that Kong knew who owned this illegal club.