Club Sledgehammer (Lirry Fanfiction)

The Club Where Lap Dances Cost $100

Harry

How I had let Niall talk me into wearing what I was wearing right now was beyond me. I was wearing a pair of tight leather pants that were literally skin tight, possibly even spray on. A red wife beater that only went to my navel, it didn't even cover the bottom of my stomach, a black leather jacket and black and red Chuck Taylor's on my feet. Niall said I wasn't ready for the full leather suit at the moment, and I was happy about that to be honest because I could barely walk in these pants let alone a full body suit.

I slowly made my way into the club, it was no longer empty and quiet like before. Now it was illuminated in neon blue light bathing the booths that accompanied at least eight people each, making the entirety of the club fulled with at least a hundred people all ordering drinks or having business meetings. And nearest the stage people were bumping and grinding on each other in a matter that could only be described as... sex. If Liam hadn't told me about the no drugs policy then I would think that they were either on crack or LSD by the way they were dancing with strung out blissful looks on his face.

"Hey dude you should be back stage by now" Niall commented as he passed by me with a tray full of exciting coloured drinks in one hand and a note pad in the other hand. At least he had changed out of that God aweful leather thing. Now he just looked like a female Russian lumber jack. He placed the tray on one of the booth tables and got flirtatious looks from pretty much all of them. "You're looking hot in those new clothes by the way. Damn I am good at my job" Niall laughed before downing one of the light blue coloured shots that rested on the tray. He winced a little but shook it off.

"Drinking during work hours? I'm surprised at you Niall" an all too familiar voice moaned from behind me. I groaned and allowed myself the time to slowly turn and take in the displeasure of look at the jackass. He was sat on the bar mixing drinks. The same cold stone expression on his face as was there this morning. I'm not really shocked, Niall said that he didn't have fun. He was all about that work. Well I'm not all unimpressed because he was spinning full bottles within his hands and fingers and it seemed to impress all the people watching him.

"Well Liam to put up with you on a nightly basis I need the buzz" Niall laughed to himself. I bit the inside of my cheek to suppress my laughter, Liam still gave me an evil look though. I have to admit that I hadn't even directly spoken to him yet and I wanted to down a whole bottle of something strong.

"Shawty, you should be getting ready by now. Niall we're on in like twenty seconds so stop downing the booze and get you cash bringing ass on the stage" Liam snarled. Did he just call me Shawty? I'm not that much smaller than he is, just because he's like 6 foot something and I'm just like 6 foot. I felt my face turning crimson... was I blushing? No I couldn't be blushing at Liam's rude nickname for me, it wasn't like a pet name he was insulting me. Wasn't he?

Niall groaned and slammed the tray on the nearest booth table with a loud clang before following Liam up onto the stage where everyone one of the other dancers were already in position, well actually they were all sprawled across the stage. I know that they don't actually sing here that they only lip sync, they only mainly dance and perform. Niall had said that the boss man only lets one person sing. I didn't have long to consider who it might be, my thoughts were cut off by the band starting to play.

All the guys started clicking their fingers in time with the beat of the music. I was surprised when Liam rose to his feet and started singing, and it was his own voice as well, and man he had a decent pair of lungs on him. His voice carried over the noise of the club, every pair of eyes in the entirety of the club were on him and the rest of the dancers.

"[Liam:] Show a little more,
Show a little less,
Add a little smoke
Welcome to Burlesque,
Everything you dream of,
But never can possess
Nothing's what it seems
Welcome to Burlesque" the rest of the dancers slowly rose to their feet and began dancing, and the cheering and money they were getting thrown at them was major. I felt like I could tell who all of the dancers were just from Niall's descriptions of them. Obviously I knew who Niall was. Louis was the one with the mid length brown hair and angelic expression always on his face. Zayn was the one with the caramel skin and the strong jaw. Ashton was the sex one with the piercing blue eyes. Artie was the blonde with the Australian accent, I recognized him from the diner the other day, he was the loud one and Cooper was the unbelievably hot black one, I also recognized him from the diner the other day.