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'Oi skylar get your ass up,we gotta get down to the corner in less than 10 minutes!' Mickey was what you would call a prostitute. But he never called himself that,he called it business.It was never a occupation he wanted to be since he was a child,but from previous events it ended up being his only choice. Skylar had found him a year back,he was drowning in alcohol and drugs after his father decided to kick him out and beat the shit out of him.
Being Gay and from southside was a curse from God. Mickey was fucked from day one,and still was. So he moved to Beverly hills,not the nice and rich part of course;the shit end with the bagheads and homeless junkies walking about. The corner was his and Skylars territory,they both went for guys so it was easy to work together.
Mickey pulled his black and rather old jeans up,before knocking loudly against Skys door. 'Oi,Sky!'
'Alright,fuckin' calm down!' her blonde hair was messed up fucking everywhere but somehow guys actually thought that was hot. Wearing her best short dress,she smiled weakly at Mickey who was just staring at her now bleeding nose. Cocaine was her bestfriend,besides Mickey.
'Coke again? Fuckin' hell Sky.' he looked around aimlessly for the rent money they had to hand in that day. 'Wheres the rent money?'
'I owed Josh some cash for last week.'
'Fuckin' hell Sky! We have to pay that tonight,how much you spend?' Mickey was now opening the window which led to the back stairs,they were not risking seeing the landlord and getting kicked out. They needed a home,even if it was shitty and smelt like old weed.
Sky shrugged her head clearing up her nose as she stepped out the apartment behind Mickey. 'Hey,its my apartment. I do what I want.'
Mickey closed the window and pulled out the ladders which led to the ground. 'I live here to fuckhead,tonights money is gonna have to go to the landlord,ya hear me?'
'Got ya.' She patted Mickey's shoulder,following behind him as they made their way down the ladders. The clanging of her heels hitting the bars each time.
They jumped to the ground,Mickey helping Sky on the last step as heels were a death trap. They headed east towards the hollywood stars. Sky was trailing behind as there were cops swarming a area by near by bar.
'You know who her pimp is?' A cop mumbled towards a Jamaican looking guy.Noticing them Mickey and Sky snook past them,reaching to the scene of the crime. It was a body,nothing surprising to Mickey as he had seen his fair share in southside.
'Do we know her?' Mickey asked Sky,as he could see her narrowing her eyes towards the body.
Sky shrugged but taking a closer look;plus a quick peek under the blue sheet,she noticed the girl lying underneath it. 'Skinny sheila,don't worry she was a crackhead and she never ate. We got nothin' to worry about.' she walked away dragging Mickey with her.
'Yeh,but your a fuckin' crack head too! I thought you were cutting that shit out?' Mickey sharply asked ripping his arm from her grasp as he was not going to collect guys looking like a straight man.
'I just need to pay Josh back and I promise I will. Shit goes down the pan sometimes.' Sky walzted over to their usual spot noticing a familiar face who did not belong on their side of the stars. That damn Rachel was back again.
Mickey huffed,fixing his hair slightly. Trying to get guys was hard enough,never mind asking out on the pavement. Firstly he didn't even know if they were gay,secondly Mickey didn't class himself as a catch so they could just drive away. Being gay was not easy as prostitute,hell he was just doing Business It was nothing special,he could rather get a shag for 100 dollars an hour,or a punch to the face. Either one could be solved with a dose of alcohol.
'No,no no, honey. You see these stars? Not yours,me and Mickey work from Don Ameche all the way up to Roy Rogers.This is our office,get off out fuckin' corner.' Sky blared out,stepping up to the other street walker who was leaning against a lampost. Mickey stood back,whipping out a cigarette he had been longing for all day. As he exhaled he watched the little interaction between the two women.
'Chill,I'm just taking a rest. Anyway tank-top boy over there is new.' Rachel stood straight making her way back towards her own area,fuck knows why she was even there. Mickey flicked his butt end towards the ground,not even caring that he didn't stub it out.
'Oh fuck off Rachel,go back to your corner!' Mickey shouted,jolting Sky slightly.
Rachel rolled her eyes as she walked off around the corner. On the stars there were many competion,more than usual. Tonight it was quiet,not much going on;it was a sunday so they didn't expect much.
'Hey Mick?' Sky asked,turning to him reaching fidgeting with her high leather boots.
Mickey looked up,trying to locate any successful buyers. 'What?' he was always stubborn like that.
'Maybe we should get a pimp,you know? Carlos reall-
'We work for our fuckin' selves Sky. If we get a pimp,we get nout. No money,no nothin'. I ain't being someones bitch.' Mickey wafted his blue tank top as it was starting to get fucking hot,he didn't know if it was just the air or the irritating niggle in his brain.
'There's our rent right there.' Sky mumbled,pointing to behind Mickey. Mickey turned instantly looking to what the blonde girl was now gaping at. When he saw the lotus his eyes widened,not only that he saw a dash of red. Sky jumped squealing as it was the best offer they had seen all week. However the guy looked fucking hot and there was no way in the world he was gay.
'He's not gonna want me? He ain't fuckin' gay.' Mickey mumbled,straightening himself up as the car pulled up less than 5 meters away.
Sky slapped the back of his head,pushing him forwards towards the redhead and his car. 'Are you serious? He shouts gay! Fuckin' get over there.' she slapped him once again,which was usually her thing that she did when she saw a good deal. So Mickey went a head.
Rolling his shoulders and flexing his jaw he made it over towards the open window of the lotus. As he approached it he saw nothing but....beautiful...fuck he couldn't think like that. This was business,ans only that. No kissing,no talking about shit compliments,just a quick fuck and dash out. Damn this guy was hooooot.
'Hey man,you wanting to get Lucky tonight?' Mickey winked as the redhead glanced up in shock of the voice. Mickey leaned against the window pane,his head poking through it slightly. The dash of green eyes made his heart clench slightly,but he shrugged it off. Just business,thats all it is.
'What?' The redhead bit his lip and forced himself not to smile. The brunette was fucking hot,not the normal I want to fuck for one night guy-more like shag until I die kinda of dude.
'You want company?' Mickey tried again,he was not wanting to loose this guy. Firstly he looked rich and he could get quite a bit of money out of him,and secondly he was hot and it wasn't often Mickey got someone decent...never mind to die for.
'Urm no,not really. I just wanna know where a hotel is?'
'Do I look like a fuckin' tour guide?' Mickey snarled,his whole 'come on' act failing all at once.
Ian smirked,leaning back in his chair. 'No,you look like a hooker.'
Mickey raised his eyebrows,watching as the smirk of the redhead grew even wider. That fucker. There was something to him,that made it seem like home. Most guys would charm Mickey,talk nice to him do what he wanted,but this guy? No he was a fucker,he didn't give a shit about Mickey's hard talk at all.
'5 bucks and I will tell you.' at least some money would be good.
'What the fuck?' The red head sure didn't mind swearing thats for sure. In fact it was kind of turning mickey on. Turning around,as he knew what he was doing,he faced his back towards the car.
'Gone up to 10 now,I mean I'm not the one who's lost here man,so we got a deal?'
The redhead tapped his back,pulling him to turn around again. The smirk on his lips showed he was up to something,it was like it was burning a hole into Mickey's eyes. Nevermind that he heart- no stop thinking that shit.
'How about...' he paused for a second,locking his eyes towards Mickey's. 'I pay you 300 bucks if you stay with me all night?' He nodded to himself as if he was proud of his deal.
Mickey's head shot up with shock. 300 fuckin' bucks? Was this guy crazy?maybe crazy rich,but a whole night with Mickey,was he sure about this. Fuck it,that would pay the rent,also this guy was extremely attractive,he looked rich...there was that sense of feeling of home. So okay. ]
'Right on Firecrotch,lets do this.' He jumped into the other side of the car,a quick thumbs up towards sky as he slid into the seat. Now he was more close up,he knew he was screwed. This guy was more perfect than he could imagine,glowing skin,freckles splattered everywhere,his hair was flaming. Fuck. Mickey didn't know what to fucking do,all he knew was he was going to shag this fucker..rather hot fucker...and get his 300 bucks....and maybe linger around a little.