Unethical

Chapter 6: Change

"What is that?" Turning over my full attention to Camely, I wait patiently for her to respond.

Lottie did say something about the green being some sort of strip club. She seemed worried when Louis had to go because Harry told him to, but then again; she only felt like that because of how Louis acts when he's around Harry.

I cannot deny that I agree with her in that concept. I'm actually very nervous and curious about this place. I've never actually been in a strip club before.

"It's a strip club basically." Camely explains, while glancing at Zayn from time to time.

"Oh." Turning my head straight, I catch Harry's deep stare looking at me through the rear view as well.

I decide to turn away and look out to the woods through Zayn's side of the window.

Louis and Harry whisper to each other discretely.

"Emma, have you ever been to a strip club before?" Louis quickly beams out, and suddenly all eyes are on me. Even Zayn stares and waits for my response.

"No." Gulping my saliva, I awkwardly turn to Zayn, who only widens a beautiful smile on his lips.

"You'll like it." Louis claps twice excitedly.

"Don't worry, I'm still keeping my word of not leaving you alone." Zayn half whispers into my ear. I notice Harry staring intently at the two of us.

"We're here!" Camely quickly jumps out of the car.

I wait for Zayn to step out of the car, and then stand beside him.

"Are you older than 21?" Camely questions as we reach up to her. Harry and Louis walk ahead of us.

"Yes." I frown at her. How old do I look to her?

"Okay great!" She walks beside Zayn.

We all then reach the entrance of the huge brick building.

"Harry mate, it's good to see you here!" A security man greets him in a very welcoming manner.

"It's good to be back here." Harry's smile widens, capturing my attention.

The security man escorts us inside after placing wristbands to us all, but  Harry.

HS.

I mentally read the initials on the wristband.

"Why didn't Harry get one?" I quickly whisper into Zayn's ear.

"I don't know." He shakes up his shoulders.

We get seated in a round table, right beside the bar. I notice purple neon lights all around the place. The music plays very loud, you can hardly hear yourself in here.

My eyes land on a girl who practically wears nothing, walking in a sensual and seducing way towards us.

She makes her way towards Harry who sits on the end of the round bunk. I sit on the other end facing him.

The blonde stripper quickly begins giving him a lap dance. I turn to Camely, who decides to stare down at her hands instead.

A waiter walks towards us and asks what we'd like to drink.

"And for you?" She asks, eyeing me from head to toe.

"I'm good." I shake off.

"Prude." Harry chuckles, but I catch the word under his breath.

"You know what, I'll get the same thing as Zayn." Raising a brow at Harry, he only smirks and winks back.

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