500 Days with Mary Jane | H.S
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Mary J. Kennedy
I'm surrounded by sweaty bodies,grinding against one another,I- for one- am not a fan of the whole clubbing idea but I have no choice.It's my work,it keeps me afloat.The worst part is that I haven't told Nash of what I do to keep us stable economically.
The music hurts my ears,through the plastic ear piece stuck in my ear.I take the my victim's name and description before spotting him in the club I stand in.
Dark brown curly hair?Check.Black coat with a white shirt and black boots?Check.Tall?Check.
He's my guy.
I stroll over to the bar,a few seats down from my victim before preparing myself and approaching him with the sway of my hips.
"Hey" I sweetly smile,showing my straight,white teeth and small dimples.
"Well hello there.Don't you look smoking hot with that dress on?"His mesmerizing green eyes glance at me.I automatically paralyzed.My heart started beating fast like I was in a marathon.
I catch him staring as he sips his drink."Harry,aren't you gonna' buy this pretty lady a drink?"My colleague asks,bumping into me.Noticing his competition,Harry Styles stands up and wraps his arm around my waist in a possessive way.Like a pimp would be over his interests.
"If my lady wants one,I'll buy her one"Harry replies,glaring at James aka the stranger bumping into me."What would you like to drink sexy?
"A J-Jack Daniels and V-Vodka would do great"I said nervously.He proceeds to order my drink,looking over at me with his lip caught between his teeth.Apart from the anger issues and the bad guy personality,his face was craved by God himself.If I wasn't working and I wasn't with Nash,I would have dragged him over to the dance floor and humped him like a horny chiwawa,but he was a total asshole,that's what makes me unlikable.
"Look at the good girl working as a slut"Harry said studying me up and down."Thought you said you wasn't one"
"Well I need this job"I answered taking a sip of the strong alcohol.Wishing I could reverse time and had stayed at home.
"Slut or not a slut I would still fuck you"He states as the bartender hands him the a $120 dollar drink.As soon as I try to walk away from Harry,he drops his hand from my hip to my ass.I let him do as he wants and pleases,it pays back.
Jesus,I sound like one of his prostitutes.
"So how's Nash doing?"He asks."Of course I would love to hear but I'd much rather dance with you"
I look over to the dance floor seeing people dancing and pay attention to the song playing;All Time by Jeremih.
Perfect. Couldn't get any better.
"I'd prefer the s-second option too"I smirk anxiously and grab his big and rough hand,leaving our drinks behind at the bar as we travel to the middle of the dance floor.
"Don't be too eager Jane,we're all depending on you now"My ear piece vibrates in my ear,in use.
I look up at the balcony behind Harry,I stare at my boss for a second or two before looking away as Harry kisses my neck.I turn around in disgust.I couldn't feel more whorish.
He holds my hips,pressing himself against me along with his lips on my neck.Forgetting how much I hate grinding and how much I hate working in this good-for-nothing "job".I'm fully aware that I may have to have sex before getting the money,and I'm fully away that I know damn well I'm not fucking him.
"Let's go to my place Mary"He suggests, biting my ear lobe lightly.
I nod my head,grab his hand and guide him to the exit,I sigh at my colleagues spread around the night club.
I'm surrounded by sweaty bodies,grinding against one another,I- for one- am not a fan of the whole clubbing idea but I have no choice.It's my work,it keeps me afloat.The worst part is that I haven't told Nash of what I do to keep us stable economically.
The music hurts my ears,through the plastic ear piece stuck in my ear.I take the my victim's name and description before spotting him in the club I stand in.
Dark brown curly hair?Check.Black coat with a white shirt and black boots?Check.Tall?Check.
He's my guy.
I stroll over to the bar,a few seats down from my victim before preparing myself and approaching him with the sway of my hips.
"Hey" I sweetly smile,showing my straight,white teeth and small dimples.
"Well hello there.Don't you look smoking hot with that dress on?"His mesmerizing green eyes glance at me.I automatically paralyzed.My heart started beating fast like I was in a marathon.
I catch him staring as he sips his drink."Harry,aren't you gonna' buy this pretty lady a drink?"My colleague asks,bumping into me.Noticing his competition,Harry Styles stands up and wraps his arm around my waist in a possessive way.Like a pimp would be over his interests.
"If my lady wants one,I'll buy her one"Harry replies,glaring at James aka the stranger bumping into me."What would you like to drink sexy?
"A J-Jack Daniels and V-Vodka would do great"I said nervously.He proceeds to order my drink,looking over at me with his lip caught between his teeth.Apart from the anger issues and the bad guy personality,his face was craved by God himself.If I wasn't working and I wasn't with Nash,I would have dragged him over to the dance floor and humped him like a horny chiwawa,but he was a total asshole,that's what makes me unlikable.
"Look at the good girl working as a slut"Harry said studying me up and down."Thought you said you wasn't one"
"Well I need this job"I answered taking a sip of the strong alcohol.Wishing I could reverse time and had stayed at home.
"Slut or not a slut I would still fuck you"He states as the bartender hands him the a $120 dollar drink.As soon as I try to walk away from Harry,he drops his hand from my hip to my ass.I let him do as he wants and pleases,it pays back.
Jesus,I sound like one of his prostitutes.
"So how's Nash doing?"He asks."Of course I would love to hear but I'd much rather dance with you"
I look over to the dance floor seeing people dancing and pay attention to the song playing;All Time by Jeremih.
Perfect. Couldn't get any better.
"I'd prefer the s-second option too"I smirk anxiously and grab his big and rough hand,leaving our drinks behind at the bar as we travel to the middle of the dance floor.
"Don't be too eager Jane,we're all depending on you now"My ear piece vibrates in my ear,in use.
I look up at the balcony behind Harry,I stare at my boss for a second or two before looking away as Harry kisses my neck.I turn around in disgust.I couldn't feel more whorish.
He holds my hips,pressing himself against me along with his lips on my neck.Forgetting how much I hate grinding and how much I hate working in this good-for-nothing "job".I'm fully aware that I may have to have sex before getting the money,and I'm fully away that I know damn well I'm not fucking him.
"Let's go to my place Mary"He suggests, biting my ear lobe lightly.
I nod my head,grab his hand and guide him to the exit,I sigh at my colleagues spread around the night club.
This is fantastic! I'm so excited to see Mary Jane and Harry meet officially
12/28/15