Sex with benefit (Zayn Malik)

Chapter 42- Daddys back

Emma's~

"D-Dad?" I whispered. He was looking straight at my belly. "Emma" he trailed. His hand reached out to touch my belly but I flinched. He frowned. "God look at you" he whispered. "You're so grown" his eyes watered. "I can't believe I was so horrible to you. You're such a beautiful young girl" he whispered.

I furrowed my eyebrows. He was crying in front of me. Literally. "I'm so sorry Emma. I'm so so sorry" he cried into his hands. I honestly didn't know what to do. I couldn't trust him. No, I went 8 years with his shit. I then remembered. That day I was at the club with Zayn and was getting a drink. He was the brown haired male sitting next to me!

"I was so stupid. I was so fucking stupid. I want to be apart of your kids lives. I really do Emma. I'll do anything to help you. I'm sorry I had to kidnap you I really am but it was the only way you'd actually listen. I'll let you go after I finish speaking. You can call the police I don't care as long as I get to meet my my grand kids when I'm out of jail"

He broke down in front of me. "I-I won't press chargers dad" I whispered. "What?" he looked up at me. I shook my head. "I won't. I want you to be apart of my kids lives. I just can't really trust you now. I'll let you be in their lives. You have a month to make it up" I said. He grinned nodding. "I'll drive you home Em" he said. I cringed at the nickname. "Sorry, to soon?". I nodded.

Walking out to his old van he untied my hands. My hand reached into my pocket to pull out my phone but it wasn't there. I sighed. It had fallen out in the park.

"I'm sorry, I'll get you a new one soon" he said. "It's ok" I shook my head leaning back on the dirty seats. "So Evans back" I mumbled. He immediately stopped driving. His eyes widening. "What?" he asked. I grinned nodding. "Zayn surprised me on Christmas" I chirped. "Wow" he said I nodded. "He wouldn't want to see me anyways" he sighed. "You never know" I murmured. "Trust me. I do know. He wouldn't want to see me" he sighed. "So what happened with your mother?" he asked.

"Well, she remarried. He was a pedophile and touched me inappropriately I moved out on my 18th birthday and I'm here now" I shrugged. He nodded. "You haven't heard about her?" he asked. "On my first year of college she randomly showed up trying to get me back to the house" I said. He mumbled an oh.

"Wait, why aren't you in school now?" he asked. "I should be graduating this April and since I'm pregnant 2 months ago I did online school but it works well" I said. He nodded.

After a couple minutes we arrived to my house. "You can come in" I whispered. "Won't Zayn try to kill me?" he asked. I chuckled. "No I'll explain everything to him" he nodded. He parked the van in the drive way and that's when I noticed the 2 police cars parked outside. My eyes widened.

Zayn caught a glance at me, his hair was messy and he was only in a pair of joggers. He immediately ran over to me leaving the officers standing there.

He cupped my face. "Are you ok? Did they hurt you? What happened?" he panicked kissing me repeatedly.

"I'm fine" I mumbled. "Uh Zayn, this is my dad" I mumbled. His jaw immediately clenched. "You prick" he growled. "First you hit your daughter and then you kidnap her?!" he screamed shoving my father to the ground harshly.

"Stop Zayn he didn't hurt me. I'll explain everything later. Please stop" I whispered. "Mr.Lander you have the right to remain silent anything you say can or will be used against you" one of the officers stated while cuffing my dad's hands behind him.

"Stop! He didn't do anything" I screamed. "He's my father. we talked at his house! He never took me forcefully!" I lied. Well most of it was the truth.

The officers glanced at each other. "She's pregnant. Please don't stress her out. If she's saying he didn't do anything just let him go" Zayn sighed wrapping an arm around my shoulders.