𝘉𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦

𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 7

The ride home was quiet. I didn't really have the energy to talk. I've been to multiple ProtestsI but I've never experienced any thing like that. How could they do this everyday? I'd be exhausted. As soon I get inside I run upstairs to the shower.

The faint smell of the tear gas on my clothes burns my nose.I showered quickly, I just want to sleep. I just wear a tank top and shorts. Walking down the hear Warren going off about something. I enter the kitchen to find that Warren and Austin aren't drunk but definitely not sober, And Daniel  kind of just watches.  

" Y/N! some girl called you talking about your work schedule for next week" Fuck I forgot I took A five day weekend.

"What did she say about my work week?"I watched as he downed two more shots "Ummm She said..Fuck Daniel what did she say?"

"she said that you have to come in Wednesday because they don't have enough girls on the floor" I groaned "she gonna make me come back a day early for what?!" That fucking bitch. I hate my manager Shes so stuck up. A literal witch. I've been working at this strip club for a year now and the shit I've gone through is ridiculous. Being a stripper isn't all fun and easy as they make it sound. It takes Patients,Time management, money management, And you have to be a people person. I swear if could quit this job for something better I would,But the money I make from this is Amazing. And I'm not fucking this up.

 I smiled back at Tank who'd seemed to be having a good ass time with Warren and Riot.

"come on Y/N take a shot" Warren slid me the small glass filled with vodka "I will in a sec just let me call her back " I walk off to find somewhere quiet. 

"hello?" 

"Hi Mrs. Beaker its me Y/N sorry I missed your call" I'm not sorry at all, I hate her. 

"No problem sweetheart, I was calling to talk about your schedule" I braced for the worst "But your boyfriend told me you were going through a rough time right now and I want to make this easy as possible" What did Tank do now? and hes definitely not my boyfriend. 

"Oh um thank you Mrs. Beaker, So what will my schedule be?" 

"For now it'll Be wens-Sat 7 to 1 ,  Is that good for you?" Thank god easy days, easy hours.  

"Um  thank you" I don't even feel like arguing with her about my Five-day "Don't worry about it Honey, See you tomorrow" I walk back in to the living room 

"Austin what did you tell my manager?" He looks at me confused "I didn't say anything to her that was all Daniel" So the fuck did he say to her? I run up stairs. Why do they feel the need to interfere with my personal life? Like bro I've only known you for a couple days wtf. 

I walk into his bedroom. Hes shirtless,wearing grey Nike shorts, His dreads fall perfectly over his face . Steve lacy plays in the through one of his many speakers. I didn't want to disturb him he looks so relaxed, eyes closed just listening to the song. 

"Hey princess" how did he know I was here?  "Hey Riot" He laughs " why do  you insist on calling me that if you know my name Y/N?" he looks at me with those beautiful hazel eyes. 

I shrug "I don't know maybe because it sounds hot" I take a seat at the end of his bed "really now?" He comes next to me his breath tickling my neck. I bit my lip "Yea I mean your whole demeanor is" 

"And what would that be?" 

"The whole smart soft boy but is hardcore when he needs to be  but is secretly hurting and doesn't know how to express it but nobody realizes because of how hot you are " his eyes widen "How do you know I'm Hurting?" 

"Hurt can recognize hurt trust me" Oh Fuck

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to get that deep" he shook his head "No you're good" I get up to leave 'You always screw it up'. He pulls me back down "You don't have to go ya'know" The silence grows between us ' well you ruined the moment with your big mouth'. 

 I watch his hand travel to my thigh .I try to ignore the heat emitting from my core . 'Remember what you came up he-FUCK IT'  he slowly gets on top of me,Pushing me back . His hands on the either side of my head " I know what yours is" he whispers into my neck 

"what is it?" I basically moan "This smart, soft, hardworking, hardcore when needs be girl who's been hurt so many times she walks around like she doesn't need anyone, building walls along the way" God he was right .
"But she still waits for someone to come and stay long enough to knock all of them down" 

He's so right. I'm scared of loving what if I get hurt again? I cant handle that type of pain My heart  hurt when my last boyfriend broke up with me. Especially because it was for my best friend. I couldn't look myself in the mirror for months. I don't want that again. I truly don't want to be alone again.

 Finally he kisses me, but Its not  like the others I've experienced. It was soft and delicate. Wasn't lust filled or sex hungry . Almost comforting in a way like he was saying  'We're both broken but its ok because we have each other' 

his hands roamed my body, not looking for anything but just wanting to hold me. I wrap my arms around his neck pulling myself into the kiss deepening it. The outside world was gone it was only me and him.I swear the things this man makes me feel. This is a type of high you cant get from any drug , no matter the amount.

We broke the kiss leaning our foreheads together,our breathing synchronizing. He got off of me and laid next to me "Please don't ever leave me Daniel" I say out of breath 

"I will never leave you Y/N".