Electricity

  Lol. I don’t know how the hell I even came up with this whole crappy idea for a story…..Well it would probably be because, I was listening to the song “Electricity” while looking at Norway x Reader fanfics. Truth be told I was actually thinking on making a Norway x Reader fanfic but I really had no idea how it would go. But, then “Electricity” started playing and I was all like “THAT’S IT!!!” And then I started typing this…. Well here you go… Oh and as you read on you will notice what entertainer means in this story BTW Had to call you entertainer otherwise everyone would be all like…..You know what? Nvm….Just click the link in the descript to find out….
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  You looked over your clothes in the mirror once more. You were wearing a royal bones white corset, a black tiered tutu that went halfway down your thighs, almost transparent grey leggings with a leopard pattern, leather black combat boots, and a lovesick corset ring, a pair of black cross hoop earrings, multi box bracelets on your left wrist, a rock rebel black winged heart necklace, and last but not least….Your mother’s butterfly charm bracelet on your right wrist. You sighed and fiddled with one of the butterfly charms on the bracelet. ‘I know mom….I know I shouldn’t be doing stuff like this but…..You know how hard things are right now…I need the money…. If only some prince had swept me off my feet and we had galloped away on a white horse into the frigging sunset then none of this would’ve happened…’ You thought.

  You, ________, my friend…..Were totally and utterly broke….All because of your no good, jackass, of a father left you with no money to take of yourself nearly 3 months after your mother had died of cancer. In a desperate attempt to make some money you had went searching for a job at the young age of 18. Luckily after a few hours of searching, only two days after your father had left you, you had managed to score a job at a pub…..As an entertainer. Oh! But, not the kind you were thinking of. Oh no, you thanked the lord for that. The pub had plenty of…..uh…as they would call themselves ‘dancers’. All you needed to do was dress pretty and sexy and sing for your entire shift. You gladly accepted the job and had been working there for 3 years now.

  The job’s pay was nice, although a little on the short side but, it kept you going. Some of the other entertainers and dancers were actually kind of nice and you had befriended quite a few. While as for others couldn’t really give a crap what happened in the pub and you. Also the customers were actually okay. So long as they stayed away from you. Sure most of them would get drunk but, they would usually only go for the dancers, although you did get slapped on the ass from time to time.

  And now my friend….Here you were, preparing yourself backstage for your next performance of the night, fiddling with your mother’s bracelet in order to comfort yourself when suddenly a pair of hands landed on your shoulders.

  “Boo,”

  “GYAAH!!!” you screamed. You quickly turned around and found your friend, Elizibeta, clutching her stomach, laughing. “NOT FUNNY LIZ!!!” you shouted.

  “Yes it was!!! Hahaha!!! The look on your face!! Hehehehehahaha!!!” you growled at her as she forced herself to stop laughing, although a few giggles still wiggled themselves out of her mouth. “Haahhh, sorry sorry. You just looked so bummed out. Are you okay?” she asked, eyes full of concern.

  “Ah, yeah, I’m fine. Just reminiscing is all,” you replied looking back at the
bracelet.

  “Well, okay then. Oh yeah! Remember. Matthias is bringing a friend with him. So be sure to give him the good old Rosette welcome, alright? Now, I already asked the boss to give them the discount, all we need to do now is get up and perform! Now let’s go. We can’t keep the audience waiting,” she said. You looked back at her.

  “Right. Coming,” you said as walked backstage, Elizibeta following you.

(Norway’s POV)

  “Why the hell do I have to go with you? AND LET THE FUCK GO!!!” Lukas said to the Dane who was currently being dragged around from holding on to Lukas’ leg.

  “Not until you agree to go to the Midnight Rose with me!!” Matthias replied, gripping tighter.(A;N: Yeah I know….Cheesy name…)

  “And just why the hell should I?” Lukas asked.

  “Coz’ I have no one else to go with!” Matthias said.

  “What about Alfred and Glibert? Get them to go with you!” Lukas said as he struggled to get his leg out of the Danish man’s grasp.

  “Because Alfred had to go on a date with his girlfriend and, Gilbert had to stay home coz’ Ludwig made him stay to clean the house!” the Dane replied.

  “Oh Lukas, just go,” The duo turned their heads to look at the newcomer.


  “Emil! Please! Make Lukas go with me!!!” Matthias cried. Emil simply sighed.

  “Please Lukas? Just go to make him stop whining. Su-san is getting irritated and, you know how bad it gets,” Lukas seemed to ponder over this for a while, and the Dane watched with a hopeful gleam in his eyes. After a few seconds Lukas turned to Emil.

  “Only if you call me ‘Big Brother’,” he said. Emil groaned.

  “No!!”

  “Then I won’t go!!” the Norwegian man said, pulling harder on his leg.

  “Dammit, Emil, just say it!!” Matthias shouted.

  “Ugh! Fine! Can you please just go with him, ‘Big Brother’!?” Emil growled. Lukas looked at Emil, his once perfect poker face broken by a slight smirk of victory.

  “Of course, whatever you say, Brother,” Lukas said as he pried the Dane off his leg.

“But, you’re paying, you damn ass,” he said, dragging Matthias out the door, by the collar.

  “Gah! Sure! Whatever!” he managed to get out, happy that he isn’t going to the pub alone. They both got into the car, buckled up (A;N: Got to remember those seatbelts! ), and drove off towards the Midnight Rose. “Oh man! Lukas, it’s about time you went to this place! It’s amazing! They have the best beer you could want! The waitresses are HOT! Not to mention the entertainment!” Matthias said happily. “I have some good friends that are in that department! They said that they can get us in for a 10% discount too!”

  “I wouldn’t be surprised if you slept with them to get that discount too,” Lukas said bluntly.

  “Wha-!? Why would I do that!? Well…Maybe…But that’s not point! Point is…These girls are really nice! They’re not the sluts and whores you think they are. Besides, you should feel grateful! They managed to get us a discount!” Matthias said, as he pulled into the parking lot of the Rose.

  “Whatever,” Lukas said as he unbuckled himself. They both stepped outside the car and were faced with giant blue glowing letters that spelled out ‘Midnight Rose’ in cursive. Lukas sighed and followed the Dane into the pub. When they entered, Lukas could’ve sworn the pounding bass of the music had blasted his ear drums but, then inwardly sighed as Matthias shouted at him.

  “Sooo?! What do you think so far!? Is this place awesome or what!?” Matthias said over
the music. Lukas simply stared at him.

  “I’m going to go with or what,” Lukas mumbled. Following the Danish man towards the bar, Lukas took the chance and looked around. The pub was incredibly crowded with females and males, both young and old. There were people on the dance floor sweating, laughing, and overall just having a good time. He noticed a stage with various performers singing and dancing, and was surrounded by tables that some performers were either dancing on or walking around and seducing the men that sat at them. Lukas shook his head and continued on towards the bar where his ‘friend’ was waiting.

  “Lukas, come on! I already paid the bar tender to give us some seats closest to the stage over there! Here, take this!” Matthias said, shoving a beer into Lukas’ hands, “Now let’s go!” Matthias said taking hold of the Norwegian man’s arm and dragging him towards one of the many tables surrounding the stage.

(your POV)

  You peeked out of the curtain and scanned the crowd, looking for a certain Dane. ‘Where is he? I thought he’d be here by now!’ You shouted worriedly in your head. Even after all the years you’ve been here, you still had stage fright, and got nervous easily when performing in front of people you didn’t know. The reason why you even got paid at all was because, Matthias was always in the audience somewhere in the pub watching you perform, and encouraging you. So, not seeing him in audience frightened you to no extent, that is, until you saw him walking towards his normal table with-

  “OHMYGOSH WHO IS THAT!?!?” a voice shouted behind you. You turned around and glared at the girl. (name of girl you hate most)…..Of course it would be the biggest slut of the Rosettes. It was a wonder to you as to why she didn’t notice Matthias. But, then again, it could be because she was too busy sleeping with all the other big shot drunkards in the damn place.

  “I believe that is Matthias, my FRIEND!! So don’t you dare think about doing him!” you shouted at her. She gave you a bored look.

  “Oho, please. I wasn’t talking about him. He’s sooOOOooo like 3 weeks ago. I was talking about the hot newbie next to him,” she said pointing at the man next to Matthias. You looked at him. The man had light pale skin, light blonde hair with a strange curl near the bottom of his head, bluish-purplish eyes that seemed to look into your soul, his face seemed to be that of an angels….Well it would have been if it didn’t have that blank look. (A;N: Ima gonna let you all imagine his clothes) All in all, he was kind of cute. You shook your head. ‘Stop it _______!! Don’t go falling in love on the job!!’ You mentally shouted. But you couldn’t help but, look at him one more time. You felt a blush creeping on to your face as you looked at him. ‘But…..He really is handsome…’ You thought. The blush intensified as your eyes met his. You could’ve sworn you felt an electric shock go down your spine and you shuddered.

  You held his gaze for a few seconds before you finally squeaked and hid yourself back behind the curtain once more. You covered your burning face in embarrassment before peeking between your fingers and finding a pissed off looking (Name of girl you hate).

  “Don’t you dare go looking at MY uh…..Well whatever his name is. I think I’ll just call him ‘Hot Stuff’. Oh and if he does talk to you, I suggest moving your little tush away from him. Before I bring out my riding crop,” she said before strutting away.

  “Damn stupid piece of shit. Fucking BDSM freak,” you mumbled quietly. You looked out behind the curtain again, finding the strange man busy talking to Matthias you ducked away.

  “_______? Are you okay?” You turned your head around to look at Elizibeta.

  “W-what? Oh! Yeah, I’m f-fine,” you said. She gave you a skeptical look, before turning around to walk off. You bit your lip, before grabbing one of her shoulders. “But, I was just wondering if you could….Oh I don’t know, maybe, change the song?” you asked, batting your eyelashes. She looked at you like you’ve gone crazy.

  “Are you out of your mind!? We only have 3 minutes ‘til the show and you want to change the song!?” she said.

  “Pleeaassee??? Just for tonight then I promise I won’t do it again!” You begged. She groaned and rubbed her temples in exasperation.

  “Ugh….Fine! But you’re the one breaking the news to everyone!” she said. You hugged her happily.

  “Oh thank you thank you! I promise you won’t be disappointed!”

  “Yeah yeah yeah, you’re welcome! Now tell me which song you want?” you cupped your hand around her ear and whispered. “Seriously!? That one!? Why didn’t you just say so!? That’s my favorite! Well, minus the dancing but, yeah!” You grinned at her. You knew she couldn’t resist that song. It was the one you both worked on when you first had become a Rosette. She had helped you out with the moves and lyrics to it. So you can basically say you to had become friends to the song. But, for tonight, you had chosen it for a different reason.

  You watched her as she went up to the DJ and told him your request. After you saw him nod, you quickly went around telling your fellow group members about the song change. Once everyone was prepared and notified you grabbed the microphone from (name of girl you hate most) ,who gave you a cold glare, and went to your spot and, listened for your cue.

  “Ladies and Gentlemen, for tonight’s performance, I give you….The Rosettes!” the voice on the speaker said. You watched as the curtain pulled up, revealing to you the blinding spotlight and the dark crowd. The music flowed through your ears and you brought the mic up to your lips.
(I no own the song Electricity)

Ooooh,
(ah ah ah ah)
I know you like all the ways I can move,
(ah ah ah ah)
Came to dance but all I can see is you,
(oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah)

  You looked at the man next to Matthias. He was watching you closely, but you couldn’t tell if it was because he was interested or because there was nothing else to do.

You have got that fire in your eye-eyes, eye-eyes,
Oh boy,
(oh oh oh oh)
There's a way in here we can make some noise,
(oh oh oh oh)
As we part the ways can you feel the force?
(oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah)
Tell me how you like to live your li-i-i-ife.

Baby let’s just dance dance, let's just dance baby.
I just want to dance dance dance dance dance...

  You walked up to the edge of the stage and stepped on to a table, the other performers close behind. You listened to the cat calls and wolf whistles you got from your table but, the calls you wanted to hear…Were the ones from HIS table.

Can you feel it?
Can you take it?
Can you come embrace it?
All of this electricity.
Do it right now, right right right now,
Turn the volume up loud,
Give me your electricity!

I don't really care!
(no no no no)
Take me, take me there!
(yeah yeah yeah yeah)

Can you feel it?
Can you take it?
Baby it’s so electric,
So come and play with me.

  You could’ve sworn the song had asked the question for you as you felt the shock once more as you locked gazes with him.

We'll dream dream dream dream,
(yeah yeah yeah yeah)
We'll celebrate we'll make a scene scene scene scene,
(oh oh oh oh)
So raise a glass and come to me me me...
(oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah)
Baby can you make my body ro-o-o-ock?

Ohh, Oooooh,
(now now now now)
Wip my hair around I can't let it go,
(now now now now)
We can do a thing, take it nice and slow,
(yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Baby, take it off and make it hot, hot.

Baby let’s just dance dance, let's just dance baby.
I just want to dance dance dance dance dance...

  You jumped down from your table and made your way towards his. Stopping at other tables along the way.

Can you feel it?
Can you take it?
Can you come embrace it?
All this electricity.
Do it right now, right right right now,
Turn the volume up loud,
Give me your electricity!

I don't really care!
(no no no no)
Take me, take me there!
(yeah yeah yeah yeah)

Can you feel it?
Can you take it?
Baby it’s so electric,
So come and play with me.

  You had finally made it to his table. You watched as his eyes followed you, watching carefully. You made your way to Matthias first, running your hand along his jaw and down to his chin.

More and more,
It's feeling so right right right,
So baby tonight, night, night,
Just give it to me!

(boom boom stereo, stereo go)
(boom boom stereo, stereo go lalalala)
(boom boom stereo, stereo go)
(boom boom stereo, stereo go lalalala)

  You walked over to the man next to him, cupping his chin, and smirking seductively. You saw the faintest of blushes creep into his cheeks as you leaned in close.

Baby lets just dance dance, let's just dance baby.
I just want to dance dance dance dance dance...

Can you feel it?
Can you take it?
Can you come embrace it?
All this electricity.
Do it right now, right right right now,
Turn the volume up loud,
Give me your electricity!

I don't really care!
(no no no no)
Take me, take me there!
(yeah yeah yeah yeah)

Can you feel it?
Can you take it?
Baby it’s so electric,
So come and play with me.

  You climbed on to their table. Swinging your hips catching both their attention. You looked at the man once more before bending over and running you hand down his jaw, to his shoulder, and finally to his hand, where you gave a slight pull, jerking his face towards yours.

Can you feel it?
Can you take it?
(Yeah!)
Can you come embrace it?
All this electricity.
(OHH!)
Do it right now, right right right now,
Turn the volume up loud,
(Yeah!)
Give me your electricity!
(OHH!)

I don't really care!
(no no no no)
Take me, take me there!
(whoa whoa whoa whoa)

Can you feel it?
Can you take it?
(Whoa!)
Baby it’s so electric,
So come and play with me.

  You and the other Rosettes that had made it back on to the stage, took a bow and went behind the slowly dropping curtain. You handed the microphone back to the DJ before waltzing into the dressing rooms, happy and content. As soon as you were in the dressing room you were glomped by Elizibeta.

  “_______! That was amazing! Did you see the look on (name of girl that you hate most)’s face when that one guy groped her in the middle of the song? Hahahaha!!! It was hilarious!!” she said heartily. You smiled at her.

  “Yeah it was pretty funny! I wouldn’t be surprised if that man took her to the alley way outside!” you replied. You looked at Elizibeta skeptically when she gave you a sly smirk.

  “Actually, I wouldn’t be surprised if  you and Matthias’ friend were in the alley,” You blushed an impossible shade of red.

  “Y-you saw that!?” you shouted.

  “Yup! So? What’s with the sudden burst of confidence? I’ve never seen that look in your eyes before? *GASP* YOU LIKE HIM DON’T YOU!?”

  “Shhhhh!!!! Not so loud!” you said, noticing the stares from the other Rosettes. You
turned back to her, “I-I don’t like him! It just looked like he wasn’t having fun is all!” you retaliated.

  “I don’t think so _______! You looked pretty interested.~” she said poking your cheek. You blushed even more. (if that’s possible)

  “Ugh! Fine! I like him there! Happy now!?” you cried.

  “Very,” she replied before heading to her station. You sighed and looked at yourself in the mirror. You didn’t consider yourself pretty, even if Elizibeta claimed you were. Though you were skinny you felt as if it wasn’t enough, thanks to (name of girl you hate most)’s constant teasing and bullying. (yes I just said bullying) The only thing you were proud of were your eyes. Your eyes were a beautiful shade of (e/c) that contrasted well with your (h/l)(h/c). Both these features had come from your mother. Something you were very proud of. You fingered the bracelet again. ‘Mom? Is Elizibeta right? Did I really find the one?’ you thought silently. You were shaken out of your thoughts when you fell over on your chair. You cupped your now stinging red cheek and looked up at the one who slapped you. It was (name of girl you hate most).

  “Didn’t I tell you to stay away from him you whore? I told you he was mine! But you just had to go and sway your chubby little hips in his face!” she glared down at you, not noticing the now silent room. You stood up and glared right back at her, still cupping your cheek.

  “I was just doing my job, you bitch,” you said. Your sentence was followed by audible gasps from the others and, (name of girl you hate most)’s eyes narrowed.

  “You damn whore-“

  “Whore? Ha! That’s coming from a girl who sleeps with every man she knows and meets,” again your words were followed by ‘oohs’ and gasps.

 “You fucking slut-“

  “Slut now, eh? Need I remind you I’m not the crying out  a man’s name ever freaking hour of the day. If anyone’s a REAL slut here it’s you! Now get out of my face and go suck some guy’s dick already you whore. Go on! I’m pretty that’s your only talent anyways,” you smirked in victory as you watched her face turn red in anger and give you a glare before finally stomping away and slamming the door behind her as she left. As soon as the door slammed shut Elizibeta and the other Rosettes crowded around you.

  “______, that was amazing!”

  “______, you were so brave! How did you do it?”

  “______, are you scared that she’s going to tell the boss?”
  “Why would she be scared? She has the mark on her cheek to prove (name of girl you hate most) started it all first!”

  “Ladies ladies!! Please give the girl some space will ya? You’re crushing her here!” Elizibeta said once she had reached you. The other girls reluctantly stepped back and, she looked at you. “Nicely done, _______!! Never thought you had it in you!” She said patting you on the back.


  “Ah, thanks. Now can you move? I still need to change,” you said sheepishly.

  “Oh right! Sorry,” you smiled as she walked away. Well that was one problem down. Now for the next the man’s name….

(Time skip)

  You had dressed back into your normal waitress clothes and were prepared for the rest of the night. You lightly touched your slightly red cheek and winced. It still burnt from the slap but fortunately not quite as much.

  “Oi ______!!!” a man’s voice said. You turned your attention to the direction where the voice came.(A;N: hahaha! That rhymed)

  “Oh! Hi Allistor!” you replied. You quickly walked up to the Scottish man who was your boss.

  “Alrigh’ le’ me see,” he said.

  “Uh….see what sir?” you asked.

  “Yer cheek, lass! Ah ‘eard from the others tha’ (name of girl you hate most) slapped ye’. Ye’ alrigh’ lassie?” he asked, voice full of concern. Why shouldn’t he be concerned? He liked to think that the Rosettes were his daughters. Or nieces….Or sisters…..Whichever floated their boat.

  “Ah! Yeah I’m fine! Just burns a little,” you replied.

  “Well alrigh’ then. Oh an’ jus’ teh le’ ye’ know, ah fired tha’ slut of a werker (name of girl you hate most),” he said with a wink, before walking back towards the bar. You smiled at his retreating form, and began looking around for a certain Dane. You soon spotted him at the same table him and the strange man were before.

  “Matthias!” you shouted. He turned his towards you, and smiled.

  “Hey, _______! I was just telling Lukas about you!” he said, motioning you over. ‘Lukas…..So that’s his name.’ You thought as you made your way towards them. “Lukas, this is _______. The one who came to our table during the performance. By the way, nice performance _______! Although there is a problem I think you should fix-“ you watched as Elizibeta hit him with her frying pan.

  “In your dreams you perverted bastard,” she said. “______, I’ll leave the newbie to you,” she said before dragging the now unconscious Dane to the bar. You nervously looked at Lukas who was looking at the retreating Hungarian and Dane but, quickly flitted your eyes away when he turned his to you.

  “Would you like to sit down?” he asked in a monotone voice.

  “Uh, s-sure,” you stuttered. You took Matthias’ seat next to his and looked down at your hands. There was an awkward silence between you two before Lukas pushed his chair back, got up, and offered you his hand.

  “Want to get out of here?” he asked. You looked at him with a blushing face before you slid your hand in his. He pulled you through the drunken crowd and opened the doors that led to the outside world. Once out of the pub, you breathed in a breath of much needed fresh air. “Sorry, for pulling you out here. I just couldn’t stand being in there any longer,” he said looking at you out of the corner of his eyes.

  “Oh no, it’s fine. And I completely understand what you mean. Sometimes the smoke and alcohol get the place a little stuffy,” you said reassuringly. He looked at you quizzically but, shook it off. There was another awkward silence between you two but, this time you broke it. “Did you like the performance?” you squeaked. He looked at you with a blank face.

  “Liked as in, which part?” he asked.

  You fiddled with your mother’s bracelet. “Uh…..The where….I went up to your table…..,” you mumbled. He raised an eyebrow, while you blushed in embarrassment. ‘Ugh! Stupid stupid stupid! Why did you ask that!? Now he’s gonna think you’re desperate!’ You shouted in your head.

  “I liked it,” he said bluntly.

  “I’m sorry for ask-…Wait what?” you asked looking at him with a dumbfounded expression.

  “I said I liked it,” he replied, looking away with a blush. Your eyes widened. ‘He liked it?’ You thought. Once again there was an awkward silence. ‘Ugh, this is so awkward.’ You thought. “So….I’ve noticed something,” Lukas said, still not looking at you. You looked at him, “During the performance, you were so bold….But, now you’re not….What gives?” he asked head turned towards you. Your eyes locked and once again you felt the sudden bolt of electricity going down your spine. You fought the urge to shudder, and looked at the ground.

  “It’s because I……” you trailed off.

  “What?”

  “I…I really….” You trailed off again.

  “What is it?” he asked getting impatient.

  “It’s because I ….I really….Ireallylikeyou!” you squeaked. He was still looking at you with a blank stare so you being, well you, you took it the wrong way. ‘See what you did!? Now he thinks you’re a joke! A loser!’ You mentally slapped yourself for being so stupid. “I-I’m sorry I…I just needed to mmf!” your eyes widened in shock as his lips covered yours. It wasn’t until you felt him wrap an arm around your waist did you kiss him back. Your right hand gripped his shirt, while your other planted itself on the back of his neck, playing with his hair. You felt him smile into the kiss and you gasped when you felt his tongue slide against your lower lip, thus giving him entrance.

  You sighed in pleasure as you tongues fought for dominance, which Lukas easily won. All too soon, the need for air was impossible to pass. You two broke apart, panting heavily.

  “So….Does this mean you like me too?” you asked.

  “If I didn’t I wouldn’t have kissed you just now, now would I?” he replied. You smiled at him, and brought him into another kiss. You smirked as he shuddered in pleasure. ‘I guess he can feel it.’ You thought. (A;N: Points for those who know what I meant) You squealed as you felt him lift you up into his arms, bridal style.

  “L-Lukas!? Where are we going?” you asked, blushing heavily.

  “My house,” he said as he put you down to take out the keys to Matthias’ car. ‘Good thing the idiot gave me the keys to hold.’ He thought as he inserted the key into the door, unlocking it.

  “But, uh, Lukas?” you said as you two got into the car. He simply grunted in response. “How is Matthias going to get home?” Lukas seemed to ponder over this before turning on the car.

  “He can walk,”