Baby Blues (Zayn Malik Fanfiction-One Direction)

Chapter 21

Chapter 21

They were the last of the group to leave the club. Silence filled the SUV on the way back to the hotel.

Emma sat between her husband and Harry. She threw her head back and closed her eyes.

"Tired Em?" she heard Harry ask.

"No."

Zayn watched her. He was still pissed as hell about how she acted at the club.

He looked over at Harry and saw him watching her. They were all smashed. Why not have a little more fun?

"Hey Harry?"

"What's up?"

"Wanna come back to our room and continue the party?" Emma's eyes flew open and looked at Zayn . What the hell was he doing? Two can play at this game she thought.

"Yeah Hazzah. Let's party some more. I feel like dancing a bit more." She looked over at Zayn with an evil smile on her face. He returned it wholeheartedly.

They got to their room and Emma turned on the stereo and began dancing around.

Both men sat and watched her. Zayn couldn't help but become aroused. He loved watching her dance. He glanced over at Harry and could see he wasn't the only one enjoying it.

Emma turned to watch them. She stood in front of Zayn and bent down in front of him and drained her beer.

"So my sweet loving husband." Zayn raised an eyebrow at her. "Did you enjoy fucking your little groupie?" The ache in his heart rose to another level.

"What do you think?"

Emma leaned in and put her hands on his legs. Slowly pushing them up towards his waist.

"I think you did." She fired at him.

Zayn watched as she straddled herself on Harry's lap.

"What the fuck are you doing?" he yelled at her. She wrapped her arms around Harry's neck, but he made no move to touch her.

Emma ground her hips into his. Feeling his arousal. She laughed. She knew that Zayn was turned on also. He just wouldn't admit it.

Emma leaned towards her husband. "Zayn?" she whispered into his ear. Her breath was hot on his skin.

"What?"

"Did it turn you on watching me and Harry fuck?"

Zayn turned to glare at his wife. He could feel the redness rising in his face.

"What are you talking about?"

Emma left Harry's lap and climbed into Zayn's. She pushed herself into his groin. She bit her lip as she felt him. She ran her hands through his hair.

"I know that you used to watch us fuck." She shot a look over at Harry whose eyes were wide open.

She looked back at Zayn. "Did you like it baby? Did it turn you on?" she whispered seductively.

Zayn couldn't take much more. It had turned him on and she knew it.

"You watched us?" Harry asked.

"Sure he did. Both him and Niall"

"Niall too!"

"And I know that Zayn loved it." Emma leaned in closer to his lips. "Wanna watch it again baby?"

"Em, don't." he said. She wouldn't? Would she? Emma climbed off of his lap and went back to Harry's.

"So Hazzah." She said as she leaned in and began to kiss his neck. While she did, she reached up and undid her blouse. "Up for a little reminiscing?"

Harry couldn't believe what she was doing. Zayn couldn't believe what she was doing.

"No Em." Harry said pulling her off of him.

"No?"

Zayn breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's just fine then." Emma stormed off towards the bedroom. Ripping off the remainder of her clothes and leaving them in a pile. She turned to the two of them.

"I hate you. The both of you." She slammed the bedroom door and crawled into bed and cried.