"Are you going to stand there all day? Hurry up and open the diner, Neil," Harry firmly said. Oh, I forgot. I might have a little crush on the guy who can't pronounce my name properly after working with for a year and a half.

Harry is a stripper and he's all Niall can think about. The only thing is there's something about Harry's job that Niall isn't quite aware of yet. ps: this story is dedicated to my friend Victoria because honestly if it wasn't for her, I never would of written this story. so thank you :)