Baby Blues (Zayn Malik Fanfiction-One Direction)

Chapter 20

Chapter 20

Emma pulled away from Zayn and went to answer the door.

“Wow!” was all that Niall could muster. Emma just laughed at him and hurried past him to catch up with the girls. Zayn strode to the door and watched his wife walk away.

“Man, you know she’s gonna cause trouble with an outfit like that don’t you?” Niall asked as they walked down the hallway.

“I know.” He looked over to see Harry watching Emma walk with her arms linked with Danielle and Eleanor. Oh hell, it was going to be a long night.

Within minutes of arriving at the club, Emma was at no loss for dance partners and Zayn was never at a loss for liquor.

The more Emma danced, the more Zayn drank. He wasn’t the only one feeding the pain. Emma was drinking nearly as much as Zayn. She just wanted to let it all go tonight. Not have a care in the world.

Zayn felt his anger rise up inside of him. He walked up to the bar and got another drink. Not wanting to watch any longer. He looked over and saw a cute blonde smiling at him.

“Wanna dance?” she asked.

“Why the hell not?” he replied. “Let’s wait for the next song though.” He ordered a shot and drained it. The blonde smiled at him and nodded her head in agreement.

As Zayn heard the next song come through the sound system, he smirked to himself. Emma loved the song that was playing. God, he hated it.

“Let’s go.” He said to the girl and led her to the dance floor. He looked around and saw Emma dancing with someone else. He could tell that she was feeling the music. It was J-Lo’s “I’m Real.”

She always had to dance around at home to this song. His anger rose once again when he saw whom she was dancing with. He grabbed the blonde and pulled her close to his body.

“Too close?” he asked her. She smiled at him.

“No way.”

“Why are you doing this Em?”

“Come on Harry, live a little.” She replied as they grinded together. Emma could feel Harry’s body reacting to hers. She smirked at him.

“What?”

“Enjoying this?” she asked as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Harry leaned in towards her neck. God, she was driving him crazy.

“You’re asking for trouble.” He whispered in her ear. He knew she was trying to make Zayn jealous and that she was pretty loaded. Then again, so was he. They all were.

“Are you going to punish me?” she asked seductively. Harry groaned and pulled her closer to him.

Emma looked over and saw her husband dancing with some girl. Jealousy tore through her body. Damn him she thought. But then again, she was the one that said they needed to let loose tonight.

She looked up again and caught Zayn’s gaze. His eyes spoke a million messages.

Anger, jealousy, desire. The song ended and she was about to leave the dance floor. Harry grabbed her arm.

“You aren’t leaving yet.”

“Harry, I need a drink.”

“Oh no. Not yet.” She heard the strains of “Rock The Boat” pulsating through the club and Harry pulled her towards him once again.

Their bodies began to rock together and Emma gasped when she felt another pair of hands on her hips from behind.

“That’s right love. We’re not done dancing yet.” Zayn whispered hoarsely into her ear.

Zayn looked over at Harry. Anger fueled in both of their eyes. Emma was playing the both of them.

Harry angry for her teasing him and Zayn angry for her making him jealous. She knew which buttons to push on the both of them.

Right now she really didn’t care. She was drunk and the feel of both of them so close to her were driving her insane. No one said a word as they danced.

Every once in a while they would turn Emma around so that she was facing the other. The song ended and Zayn took her hand and they all went back to the table. More drinks were ordered and they all got a little more drunk.