Their Dirty Dancer *Editing*

One

; Nikki

'Click,clack,click,clack' is all I hear as I walk through Tights the club I dance at. As I make my way pass the bar I hear Sam yell " Cherry, we have a special man calling for you".

I nod and walk into my dressing room and into my bathroom. I strip out of my sweats and slip into the shower. After washing and shit I hop out and walk into my tiny closet. I pick out my black lace bra and my tight matching boy shorts. I spray some hairspray on my perfect curls and slip on my blue colored contacts and my black mask. Then to finish off the outfit, I put on my cherry lipstick, that transforms me from Nikki to Cherry.

As soon as my black heels start to make contact with the floor I hear Zayn Malik. Yes, Zayn Malik from One Direction the tan hottie but he's been here for the last five months when ever I'm on.

"Well Cherry, come over here to Daddy" he smirks in my direction. I seductively walk over and straddle his lap with his hands on my waist as I place gentle kiss down his neck.

"So Cherry, how about you come and dance for some mates and me" he smirks into my ear.

"Only if I'm getting paid cause you know that I don't strip for free" I smirk into his neck.

"Of course a body like your's is worth millions, Kitten". he purrs against my neck as kisses down it.

"So when you come over tomorrow, try not to get the lads, too excited. They aren't like me, they're more innocent". I nod as he stares into my fake blues eyes.

"Goodnight, Kitten sleep tight and until tomorrow ". He places a kiss on jaw and walks out of the club and leaves me speechless.

I watch as he walks out the door and I can't help but smirk. With the money, I get from him and his group mates, I could finally quit this life style.