My slutty night
Chapter Two
"You okay love?" That was when I realized it was the guy that I saw tonight. The upset one. "No". I shook my head. "What's wrong?" I shed the tears again. "I-I just d-don't know what to do anymore!" I cried. "Hey hey hey it okay, calm down, Let's go to my flat yeah? Have some tea?" I thought about it. What harm could it do? I mean the worst that could happen is that he wants what every other guy wants. I nodded my head. He led me to his car and my car door before going into his. He is such a gentlemen, I didn't know those still existed. I thought. "Just so you know some of my mates might be over, But you'll like them they're really nice." He warned. I nodded my head once again. "I just wanted to let you know that I appreciate you trying to be my friend, actually you are the first man that has ever approached me in years that didn't just want sex." "And I don't know what it is but you just seem different. and well thank you so much." I smiled when he did. He was absolutely gorgeous. Most beautiful man I have ever seen. "Is that true?, You haven'y had a decent man approach you in years?" He asked concerned. "Yeah. but there aren't a lot of decent mean in this world. most want sex or at least that is what I've come to know." He gave me a sad look as we pulled into the driveway. We walked into his flat and I instantly heard a ton of commotion. "LIAMMMMMMMMMMMM WHERE WERE YOU?!?!" A hyper active man with chocolate brown hair and icy blue eyes screamed. "I was out, Oh and I would like you all to meet my new friend.....uhhhh what's your name love?" He awkwardly asked "Hazel." I croaked. "Wow, you bought yourself a nice one Liam." "But we didn't think you were that type of guy Liam." "Haha so why do you have a stripper." I heard all the boys say. I instantly dropped to the ground and cried my eyes out. Loads of warm hands picked me up and carried me into the bathroom. I was set on the toilet seat while Liam sat on the floor in front of me. "You okay?" He asked, once I finally calmed down. "No I'm just sick of people viewing me as that stripper, or that prostitute, I'm just a person, And just because I have to make my money this way doesn't make me anything less. This was how everyone judged me, I should have listened to my parents, They were right, He was no good, I can't believe myself, I just-- !" "Uhhhh?" Liam seemed confused. I let the last of my tears fall as he hugged me into his arms. "I'm so sorry love, But I just want you to know I'm here for you, You know what? Why don't you stay the night? I have a guest bedroom and some shirts you could sleep in!" He asked nervously. I thought about it. What's the worst that could happen? I'm already broken and he seemed nice. Besides I don't wanna work the corner tonight. I nodded my head. "Yes, I'd very much like that." I smiled. He took my hand and he exited that bathroom.