Sex with benefit (Zayn Malik)

Chapter 4-Confession

Emma's P.O.V



"What?' I choked out."I know,its just..I dont know" He mumbled. I could see the embarresment in his face. "no,its uh.." I paused. "It's fine,but we hardly know each other" I said softly playing with my fingers.



Was I actually considering this? I gasped when he sat next to me cupping my face. "That's why were here" He whispered. Half an inch from my face. My breathing became un even and he smirked seeing the effect he had on me



"I..I" I stuttered but he cut me off. "Shh" He mumbled placing his lips on mine. It was a soft kiss. Passionate even. A small gasp escaped my lips as he picked my up my butt hitting the table a little. He had my legs on each side of his body so I was basically straddling him.



He rolled his hips into mine and I whimpered. He pushed himself harder on me and my head rolled back. A small moan escaping my lips. He grunted leaving wet sloppy kisses down my neck.

We quickly separated hearing the waiter clear his throat. I was about to get off Zayns lap when Zayn held me down. His hand on my hips as he smirked to the waiter.

The waiter rolled his eyes as set both our plates down and I quickly scrambled off of Zayn.


Zayn burst out laughing and I blushed. The waiter left "your to cute" Zayn spoke and I blushed even more.

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Dinner was amazing! I feel like I really got to know Zayn! I couldn't believe he only had 3 sisters until he showed me a picture. I was honestly very surprised with half the things he told me. I wrapped a towel around my body as I walked to my room.

I read the missed text on my phone smiling.

From: Sexy Zayn:*

Have a great night love :* Take my question into consideration. ill pick you up tomorrow at 7:45

I texted him back

To: Sexy Zayn:*

Sexy Zayn:*? Conceited much. And okay. Have a goodnight :)

I pressed sent and threw on some panties and an old t-shirt.

From Sexy Zayn:*

You love it. Xx

I rolled my eyes laying down in my comforters and drifting off to bed

*****

I gasped feeling a body hover over me. I shot my eyes open to see Zayn taking off my blanket his palms on my thighs. "What the hell Zayn" I muttered. He smirked. "We're late" He muttered as I shoved him off of me.

"What do you mean we're- SHIT!" I yelled running to my closet. I grabbed some dark wash skinny jeans with an oversized beige aztec sweatshirt and my brown Doc Martins and a grey beanie. 

(A/N picture on the side)

I stripped off my shirt and underwear slipping on some beige colored lace undergarments. I let out a squeal as Zayn walked in laughing loudly. "Shut up and turn around" I snapped rolling my eyes slipping on my skinny jeans.

I threw on the sweater and a pair of black socks on along with my boots. I grabbed my comb combing my hair out. I let it down in it's natural curls.

For my make up I was about to apply my foundation but Zayn grabbed my wrist stopping me. "Dont" He warned narrowing his eyes at me and I furrowed my eyebrows. "What the hell? WHy not?" I asked yanking my wrist away. 

"You dont need that trash" He mumbled. "Its not trash" I bit back. I put my foundation down and grabbed my concealer rolling my eyes as I applied it over my dark circles. I dont have acne yet luckily. 

I applied a coat of mascara and a red lipstick with a clear lipgloss over. I slipped my phone into my back pocket running down the stairs.