Wicked Lust

Chapter 21

A small smile perked up on Zayn's face as she stepped closer to him and nodded.

"It's been a while.." She whispered softly, taking her hand.

"But...how are you...why..what?" Zayn asked, looking deep into her eyes in confusion.

"Word gets around quick Zayn and I heard you finally turned your back on Daniel, but the son of the bitch is trying to kill you now. That's my boy." She grinned, kissing his lips.

Zayn's lips were fast to kiss her back without hesitation or any source of regret. Happiness lurked in his eyes and not a false mask that he'd always put on. Natalie's blonde hair flipped to her left shoulder, bringing Zayn closer down to her lips. Both of their lips met and were near impossible to separate, even with physical means.

"Zayn." I murmured once they stopped kissing.

Both their heads turned into my direction with tears filling my eyes. As soon as my eyes met up with Zayn's, a tear instantly stung and strained my cheek.

"I..uh..sorry I took so long. M-mascara is still in my eye and it was burning." I chuckled in pain, but nothing to do with the mascara as I wiped it, "It hurts...a lot."

Zayn knew exactly what I was making reference to and didn't speak. Natalie looked between both of us and let go of Zayn's face, taking slow, loud steps towards me with her sky scraper heels. Her beauty intimidated me, sparking the jealousy and fear that I tried hard to keep inside without showing emotions. Natalie pursed her glossy red lips and stared me down with no sign of emotion. 

"You got yourself a cute little toy while I was gone. Cute." She bitterly commented to Zayn with a hint of envy and hatred.

"I'm no toy." I softly replied, still intimidated.

"Sweetie, you work a pole and take your clothes off for money. I have every right to call you a toy." She hissed, flipping her hair as she turned around to glare me down once again.

I swallowed thickly and felt nauseous from her angry stares and nasty comment. Zayn bit his lip and walked away to go get his cell phone and cigarettes.

"Who are you?" I asked, crossing my arms as some sort of shield in case she'd attack me.

"Natalie." She smiled, taking another step closer.

I backed away, ending up against the wall. Her eyes twinkled again with that same hatred and envy from moments ago. How and why she scared me the way she did baffled me beyond my own thoughts and possible wonders. Zayn returned and she quickly backed off, kissing his cheek.

"Bitch." I mouthed silently.

"Well Zayn, let's get down to business. I know where Daniel is and how you can get to him without him knowing." Natalie smirked.

"What!? How!?" Zayn smiled.

I got jealous, seeing a smile blossom on his roster that was caused by the bitter wicked witch of the west named Natalie. I rolled my eyes behind her and listened.

"He's in France right now, Paris in particular, but he's heading off Colmar tomorrow around noon. Don't know what he's doing there, but you need to go right now. He's alone with none of his men and he won't be alone for long." She warned, handing him a plane ticket.

"You're going to France?" I asked him.

"Yes he is, so you go and find yourself another babysitter." Natalie patted my head like a dog.

Zayn walked away, distracted on his phone instead of us about to bicker. Natalie and I both looked at each other and chased behind him quickly. Once we were outside, she tripped me with her heel and giggled to herself with Zayn not taking any notice.

"Yes, two plane tickets for Paris." Zayn spoke.

"What!?" We both said at the same time.

Zayn held up his finger to shut us both up, most likely annoyed by ours, I mean, her immature act. Once he hung up, we both waited for an answer. I scrambled up to my feet and stared at him. 

"W-Who are those two tickets for?" I asked, my heart beating.

"For Natalie." He  said as she smirked and flipped her hair again.

"And for Serenity." He added, giving her a look.

"Why me?" I asked, curious for his answer.

"You're not going to stay here alone if that's what you think." Zayn was quick to backfire.

"But-"

"Natalie."

Everyone got quiet.

"Flight leaves in a few hours. Go pack. Natalie, I'll meet you at the airport." Zayn said and kissed her right in front of me.

I rolled my eyes and walked away with my arms cross. Zayn caught up to me after a few minutes, taking me by my arm. I ignored him, but let him just take me home. We got home after about half an hour worth of walking with my fingers feeling frozen. 

"Hurry up." Zayn said, throwing an empty luggage at me to fill.

I went to the room, packing any clothes that I saw, too overcome with anger, hurt and jealousy to pay attention. Doing the same thing to him would only make the situation worse, which is something I always tried avoiding. I snapped out of it and double checked my things. Toothbrush, toothpaste, hair brush, lotion, underwear, bras, passport and cell phone charger. I waited for Zayn in the living room, not knowing if this was a good idea at all. Zayn walked out with his bag, putting it in an unfamiliar car. I followed behind and gave him my bag as he put it in the trunk, talking to his friend. I got in the back and sat quietly the entire ride. 

"Nah, it's only for a week. I'll let you know if anything happens." He told his friend, as we both got out and walked inside the airport, carrying our own bags. 

Sadly, Natalie was right there waiting. I rolled my eyes and watched her jump on him, kissing his entire face with her cheap lipstick. 

"Ready?" He asked.

"Yes Zayn." We both replied and glared at each other.

"Uh..okay..."

We got past airport security and picked up our tickets,  getting on the plane. All I knew was that she was trouble, so was this trip and something wasn't right about this god damn Natalie.