My Ant and Dec One shots

🧡 Mr Nice-eyes

A fairly long One Shot to celebrate BGT: The Champions airing in under an hour. I had written a few others, ones a big graphic and unedited but I probably will post it if you're interest. The other I got serious writers block... the final one I wrote is the sequel to this and will finish it soon enough...

New Trainwreck chapter hopefully should be ready tomorrow night but I've been SUPER busy with work and have another 8 hours tomorrow aswell 🙄

On a happier note.... BGT!!!! 🥳🥳🥳

"Donnelly! I need you to stay in over time."

"Darren... no please, I've worked overtime till early in the morning for the past 2 weeks... just let me have this one night."

"Do you want this job Donnelly?! Because there are a lot of handsome boys who would love the opportunity to do what you do and if I remember correctly you're in need of the money."

"I know but please... I'm begging you... I was was helping Mary with delivery at 5 this morning... I'm so tired...I need this job but I've done 10hours already! Can't Max stay just this once?"

"Declan you are 5 seconds away from unemployment."

"S-Sorry." I held back tears and moved my eyes down to the floor in submission.

"Now get your pretty ass out there and wait those god damn tables." He shoved me roughly through the curtains into flashing lights and music of the nightclub. I put on a brave face, and hid behind my smile. I began weaving my way through the crowds, towards the bar, my feet and legs ached, my head was spinning from dehydration and it wasn't helped at all by the loud music pounding in my ears.

It was almost 3 in the morning, the business of the place had decreased and left behind only a few drunk regulars to watch the final shows. My eyes went to my watch, 12 minutes and I was free. To go home and sleep, before waking up at 7 and helping out at Mary's shop- she was old and couldn't do it all by herself.

Too tired to watch where I was going I almost got kicked in the face by one of the other dancers but was grabbed by a strong hand, and yanked so I landed straight on some guys lap.

The stench of alcohol burned my nose and I instantly tried to wiggle from the mans grip. Fuck it was Andrew. He began to kiss and nibble on my neck and yanked my hair roughly to get better access. I told him to stop but to my dismay he ignored me and started to let his hands roam around my body.

He was too strong for me to escape and last time I'd gotten into serious trouble for 'upsetting a costumer'. You'd think if the guy is groping you, you can fight back right? No. "You are payed to be sexy, stop whining when you get the attention your ass is asking for."

"Andrew please not tonight, I'm wiped."

"Comeon you know you want this." He slurred and pushed his hips up suggestively.

"Fuck off alright, I'm not interested." I stated, trying to keep my voice even despite freaking out on the inside.

My survival instincts kicked in when he growled and bit down on my neck hard, breaking the skin and making me scream out in pain. I elbowed him roughly in the stomach, successfully knocking the wind out of him and then, with as much force as my tired muscles could muster, I slammed my fist in his face.

His head flew back and he spat blood before turning to me darkly. "You're gonna pay for that you little slut." He stood up, no longer seeming so drunk, but tall, scary and intimidating. I shrunk away from his approaching form. Before he could beat me to the ground though, Darren came running into the scene. He may have been a selfish asshole but he was smart and knew that his staff getting beaten up was not good for business. Although by the look on his face, I could tell I was far from lucky.