She Wants What She Hates ~ Ally/You (G!P)

24

After we ate, Jesy ushered us into the living room again. I sat down, digging in my teeth with a tooth pick. Food was pretty bomb for someone who can't cook. And that cheesecake? That shit smacked. Almost as if she bought it instead of make it.

All of a sudden, some nigga come in and start taking his shirt off, making the girls scream and laugh. I know this broad ain't bring in a damn stripper.

Jade, with her tipsy ass, was hitting my arm, silent laughing. Like, my girl weak as fuck, falling to the floor and shit. Amused, I tried helping her up, but she was too dead. I don't think she was breathing and how long she was silent laughing.

Leigh pulls me from my seat and we start dancing around and shit with their bop Strip playing in the background. Dude was standing in the corner, awkward as all hell, then took off his shoes.

Is this guy even a stripper? Like you can't be shy and be a stripper. Being that I was probably just as tipsy as Jade, I step back and decided to help the dude out. "A'ight, ladies. Y'all sit back down 'cause y'all in for a treat," I proposed, making them cheer. I pulled Dude to the side.

"Ok, you know who's who, right?" I whisper and he shakes his head, "Only Jesy." I nod, "Ok, Perrie's in the black tank top, Jade's in the white hoodie, and Leigh-Anne's in the pink hoodie. Got it?" He looks back and nods, "What are we gonna do?"

"Show us some ass!" I hear Perrie demand and they all clap in agreement I look back at the expecting women and held a finger up. I turn back to him, "Take Jesy and Perrie on the left side and I got the other two."

"Again, what are we doing?" I pat his bare back and shake my head, "Giving them a lap dance. Tease your belt a little and bruh, show confidence. They'll eat that shit up. Trust me."

"You've done this before?" I nod, "I give all my friends strip teases and lap dances. Oh, and make them touch your abs. You got good ones, playa." I give his stomach a backhand smack playfully.

He nods determinedly, "Ok, let's do this." We turn back around with a smug look, "Y'all ready for a private show?" I ask and right on cue, their song plays.

Dude and I go to our girls and I take my shirt off and threw it to Jade, who caught it with a surprised/excited scream. I wink at her before turning my attention to Leigh. I turn around and started twerking on her, making them all go wild. I glance at Dude and he follows my lead.

When I was done with Leigh, I go back to Jade and start taking my belt off. I loop it around her neck and pull her up. I grab Leigh's hand and brought her up as well.

I start dancing in the Leighade sandwich; I twerk on Jade while Leigh starts smacking both of our asses. I look back over at Dude and Pesy and nod in approval when I see that he had their attention.

Everyone was turnt as fuck and damn did I miss it.

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"I'm not gonna lie, that was amazing," Jade says, sipping her fourth drink. "Yeah, I missed your strip teases, Papa," Leigh-Anne jokes and Jesy joins in. "Hell yeah. Like when that shirt came off, I was like 'God damn!'" I laugh, turning to Jade, who has my shirt on her shoulder.

"Speaking of which, can I have my shirt back?" She shakes her head. "No, it's mine now," she says, taking another sip. "Jeed, give her the damn shirt. She can't go out practically naked!" Leigh defends.

She shrugs, "She'll be fine. I'm keeping the shirt." I squint at her playfully before snatching it off her shoulder and holding it up high so she couldn't reach it. "You arse!" She laughs, reaching up weakly. I laugh, holding it higher, "Lemme put on my shit, Jeed."

"It's pronounced 'shirt', baby," Perrie says and I couldn't help but laugh. Now, me and Jade were tipsy, but ain't no way Perrie driving home. "Pez, you're fucked up," I laugh.