Bad Girls Club
(Male!Reader)

I met a girl and I really thought she liked me

I truly thought that I had met the one!

It was a fail, to no avail

I'm just another victim of the Bad Girls Club

"Ivan," (M/N) groaned, "Where the hell are we going!?" The young man's tall, Russian friend had been dragging him down the street for the past ten minutes. But had refused to tell him where they were going.

Ivan stopped suddenly, causing (M/N) to slam headfirst into his back. He shook his head as Ivan turned around.

Smiling at him, Ivan explained, "How long have we been friends?" (M/N) frowned and shrugged his shoulders.

"Exactly. And you have never met my sisters. Well I'm going to fix that!" Ivan turned on his heel and walked on down the street. (M/N) jogged after him.

She's like a witch, casting spells, hypnotizing

She made me drink a potion just to fall in love!

She got me drunk, tipsy off her love

I'm just another victim of the Bad Girls Club

"I'm home!" Ivan declared, marching through the front door of his large house. (M/N) followed sheepishly behind him.

A woman who looked around two years older than Ivan rushed into the front room. (M/N) studied her, blushing slightly when his eyes reached her...fairly large knockers.

Aside from that, the woman was taller than the average woman and had short, blonde hair. She smiled at (M/N) and said, "You must be Ivan's friend! My name is Katyusha, I'm his sister!"

He returned her smile, and was about to strike up a conversation, when a large thump! was heard from upstairs.

Ivan immediately paled, turning to his sister with a pleading look on his face. (M/N) just looked confused. He was about to question what could possibly have them so frightened, when he heard it.

"Big brother!"

She's always blowing up my phone

I really wish that she'd leave me alone

And that was how (M/N) met Natalya Arlovskya. She was nice at first, shy around him, always blushing when they made eye contact. But then she became obsessed.

She'd always pop up when he least expected it. When he was getting books from his locker. When he was leaving school. Once even when he was going into the bathroom!

Somehow, she had gotten his phone number and was now sending him about 50 text messages a day.

I gotta change my number

Hard for me to slumber

When she's outside my home

"I gotta change my number," (M/N) muttered. He had gotten a goodnight text from Natalya, the tenth in the past hour.

He turned off the lights in his room and was about to fall asleep when he heard a tapping against his window.

Seeing as (M/N)'s bedroom was on the second floor of his house, he was rather confused. He went to the window and opened it up, only to be greeted by a pebble smacking his forehead.

He let out a string of curse words and looked out his window, searching for the person who had struck him with the object.

There, standing on his lawn, was Natalya. When she saw that his head was out, she smiled at him and started whispering, "Marry me."

She called the cops

And made it seem like I was mean

After finally falling asleep, (M/N) woke up to the sound of police sirens outside his house.

A loud voice from outside yelled, "Drop your weapons! Come out of the house with your hands behind your head!"

(M/N) cast a confused look out his window, only to see the outline of a girl standing next to one of the officers. Squinting his eyes, he realized it was Natalya.

His eyes widened, "That little bitch." he muttered.

She's not your average lady

She's fucking crazy

Spell C-U-N-T

"Ivan, I swear to God, your sister is freaking crazy!" (M/N) whispered. Ivan frowned and turned to face him, confusion written across his face.

"What do you mean?" Ivan asked. (M/N) glared at him and glanced around, looking as though he was scared that Belarus would pop out of a locker. Which she has done before.

"So far, she somehow got my number, waited for me outside that bathroom, threw pebbles at my window, and called the cops on me."

Ivan chuckled, "Well that's Natalya for you."

And after all, the rise and fall

You're not worth my time.

I'm calling it quits

Right now

"She's not worth my goddamn time." (M/N) muttered to himself. He was still receiving good morning and goodnight texts from Natalya. Despite the fact that he told her to stop.

His phone buzzed. Shoving a hand in his pocket, he grabbed his phone. On the lock screen stood a notification; a text from Natalya.

It said: Marry me (M/N)!

This time

You're playing games

And all we do is fight

It's getting late

"I've had it Natalya! I'm through with your games!"

(M/N) was done. He'd reached his limit with Natalya's games.

She shot him an innocent look, as though he hadn't caught her going through his room. "What do you mean, (M/N)?"

He groaned and facepalmed, dragging his hand down his face. "All we do is fight," he stated, "I want to be your friend, I really do! But I can't if you're following me around all the time like a stalker!"

Her eyes widened and she looked down, ashamed. She got to her feet and walked out his bedroom door.

So oly-oly-olyoxen free

All the bad girls come chill with me!

Your love's a drug, you got me on the run

I'm just another victims of the Bad Girls Club

Running a hand through his hair, (M/N) muttered, "Hopefully that took care of it."

He walked around his room, tidying the mess that Natalya had made. It was almost clean, but then he got to where his bed was.

On his nightstand, there had been a picture of him and Ivan on the beach. Shirtless. Key word being had.

I'm always paranoid

That she's somehow watching me

Follows me on Twitter, asking if I miss her

#setmefree

After the whole incident involving the bedroom, (M/N) hadn't seen much of Natalya. She hadn't been at school, and wasn't bombarding him with texts anymore.

All was quiet.

That is until he got a follow request from her on Twitter.

A few minutes later, he was mentioned in a Tweet by her: @(M/N) Marry me!

She Googles my name

Just to keep some tabs on me

She's not your average lady

She's fucking crazy

Someone help me please!

(M/N) ran through the corridors in school, trying his hardest to avoid the voice that was calling out his name.

Turning a corner, he quickly spotted his Russian friend. "Ivan!" he gasped, out of breath, "You've got to save me from your sister!"

He chuckled slightly, "What has she done now?" (M/N) stared at him, wasn't he taking this seriously!?

"Well apart from what I've already told you, she's started following me on all forms of social media. And you know how she found them? She Googled my name!"

And after all, the rise and fall

You're not worth my time

I'm calling it quits

Right now

This time

It's getting late

So oly-oly-olyoxen free

All the bad girls come chill with me

Your loves a drug

You got me on the run

I'm just another victim of the Bad Girls Club

(M/N) paced around his room, debating what he should do about Natalya. On the one hand he could move to Canada and change his name to John. But on the other hand, he could also stay where he was. And embrace what was happening to him.

It was rather flattering that Natalya had gone after him. From what (M/N) had heard, she had only ever gone after her brother before.

He collapsed on his bed, groaning. Why did emotions have to be so complicated!?

Alright, alright

Settle down, settle down

I need, all my bad girls in the house tonight

To help me to a cheer, it goes

1-2-3-4!

(M/N) sat on his bed, contemplating what he should do. After a few weeks, he had kind of started to fall for Natalya. The only bad part was how much she freaked him out.

She had him wrapped around her finger without even trying, and that's what scared him the most.

Hey sexy boy I got you wrapped around my finger

L-O-V-E really doesn't mean much

Your love is like a drug, but it is not enough

Give me a B-A-D

We're the Bad Girls Club! x2

(M/N) walked up to Natalya's door step with a sunflower in hand. Swallowing his nervousness, he gave the door a quick, sharp tap.

A loud thump! was heard from upstairs followed by the sound of running footsteps.

Approximately 10 seconds later, the door opened and (M/N) was greeted by Natalya.

Blushing bright red, he turned his head away and shoved the sunflower in her face. Natalya took it cautiously, as though expecting it to be a trick. What she did not expect was to see a card attached to the side that read:

Я люблю цябе*
- (M/N)

I'm just another victim of the Bad Girls Club

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I originally had this as a Nyo!Bad Touch Trio but then I figured Belarus would fit better.

*Я люблю цябе - I love you - Belarusian

I have a lot of requests at the moment and I have a few songfics that I myself want to write. You guys are welcome to put in requests but don't expect them to be done right away.

Song - Bad Girls Club - Falling In Reverse

{UPCOMING STORIES}
-You & I - America (special request)
-Phantom of the Opera - Denmark (request)
-Stereotypes Song - Hetalia
-Party in the USA - America (request)
-American Girl - Canada