Liam moves into the palace.
He feels so lost the moment he steps in with 3 small suitcases and Harry already gone to chat up the "cute blonde" servant.
The Rani greets him at the entrance with a smile on her carefree face and a puja thaali [a plate with various items used in Hindu worship] in her hands.
No sign of Zayn.
She mutters various prayers and circles the plate 5 times in front of him before dipping her ring finger into the the kumkum [a red powder] pot and drawing a line over his forehead.
'Nazar naa lage [may the evil eye stay away]' she says with a fond smile, before setting the plate down and pulling him away, ignoring his protests of "but my suitcases-"
They wind up outside the same brass door that Liam remembers so vividly, waiting outside for Zay-the Emir's news.
'Just go inside' she speaks up when Liam doesn't make a move to do anything.
Liam bites his lip, and his next words leave his 'I'm not sure Zay-Emir Sahib would appreciate me doing that'
The Rani raises her eyebrows, and obstinately crosses her arms over her chest, 'Kyu? [why] You're his fiancé-you can do whatever you want here!'
'Also, Liam. You know you can call him just Zain?' she adds, looking suspicious.
Liam just smiles weakly. How is this woman so nice to him?
She purses her lips, but turns to the door and pushes it open herself.
The first thing Liam spots is Zayn. And his heart jumps.
The next thing he sees is Gigi in Zayn's arms. His heart sinks again.
They jump away from each other when they spot Liam and the Queen, colour filling Gigi's cheeks.
Liam glances at the Rani, who is glaring daggers at the pair.
'Zain', she says coldly; disapprovingly; and Zayn grimaces.
Gigi realises Liam is staring at her, and turns to him with a sweet smile.
Liam looks away.
'Your fiancé is here. Please stop this atrocious behaviour and greet him properly'
Zayn huffs and gets off the bed, comes up to stand in front of Liam in 1, 2, 3 long strides.
With everyone's eyes on them and Liam's eyes on the floor, Zayn lifts his chin up with two fingers.
'Salaam' he says lowly, a dangerous gleam in his eyes contrasting the loving smile on his lips.
And then he does what Liam would never have expected him to do.
He kisses Liam.
Liam gasps, shocked and Zayn's arms go around his waist, tugging him in closer.
His fingertips dig into the cushion of flesh along Liam's hips and his hard abs are pressing into Liam's bump in the nicest possible way.
Liam hesitantly sets his hands on Zayn's shoulders and Zayn hums softly.
The kiss is awkward nevertheless; their noses bump more than twice and Liam thinks he hears a giggle from a corner of the room.
He whimpers helplessly when Zayn pulls back; Liam's lip between his teeth for a moment.
His eyes flutter open and he blushes when he realises everyone is still watching them with open mouths.
Zayn lets go of his lip and their eyes meet for a second before he shakes his head and looks past Liam, at his mother.
The Rani clears her throat and turns to Zayn, a hint of a smile on her lips.
'That's more like it' she affirms and Zayn breaks into a lopsided grin.
Gigi cheers from the back of the room, and Liam doesn't understand why she's so happy.
He'd be so jealous if his husband practically fucked his other lover in front of him.
'Now take care of Liam, and make sure he has enough to eat and drink, okay?' the Rani instructs him, a sweet smile on her face but a "I-will-castrate-you-if-you-don't" ring to her words.
'Yes maa' Zayn nods, and the 3 of them watch as the Rani leaves the room.
As soon as the door closes, Zayn pulls back from Liam, tugging his hands away as if he's touched something unpleasant.
Liam looks away.
'Gi-would you mind leaving now? We'll talk later, yea?'
Gigi nods and throws them both a smile before jumping off the bed and exiting the room graciously, her chiffon robes flowing behind her.
As soon as she leaves, Zayn turns to Liam again, a blank look on his face.
'Mumma doesn't know that you cheated or that we ever fought' he grits his teeth, 'And I intend to keep it that way. Understand?'
Liam nods numbly.
'Good. Now, you're going to have to come with me to pick a nurse to check on you regularlyâ'
'ZayâEmir, does Gigi sleep in here too?' Liam cuts through, trying not to let his jealousy show.
The Emir darts his tongue out to lick his lips, a smug look on his face, 'Why? Jealous?'
Liam grits his teeth with the effort of trying not to roll his eyes, 'No. I don't even like youâdon't flatter yourself'
Silence.
Liam's beginning to think he's crossed some sort of boundary and regret his words when Zayn speaks up quietly, 'No. She doesn't stay in here'
Liam's about to ask why, but the look Zayn sends him shuts him up.
The Emir stares at him for a second longer before shaking his head and turning his back on Liam.
He walks over to the bed and takes a seat before resuming talking, 'We're gonna have to share my bed'
He looks at Liam at that, but Liam doesn't show any sign of caring.
Zayn looks down thoughtfully, his eyes downcast as he explains, 'As much as I hate you, I'm not letting a pregnant person sleep on a couch'
'Also, you're going to share everything else that belongs to me' he snorts, 'And don't go bleating about this to any of your friends. That's gonna make me hate you even more-'
'Can you not do that?' Liam interrupts, looking up at Zayn irritatedly.
Zayn's voice fades out and he presses his lips together, 'Do what?'
Liam snorts (with a lot of courage), 'Keep repeating that you hate me? Like I get the point, please. . .shut the fuck up already'
Are you stupid?! Why would you say that to an Emir?!
Zayn snaps his face towards Liam and narrows his eyes meanly.
Liam feels sick.
Zayn stands up before stalking towards Liam; looking almost predatorial with his wideâset shoulders and dark eyes.
A shiver goes down Liam's spine as the Emir comes up directly in front of him, looking dangerously beautiful under the dim amber light.
Dangerously beautiful. How accurate.
The Emir brings a hand around the back of Liam's neck and Liam shudders as he feels nails brush against his skin.
'Don't. Talk. To. Me. Like. That' Zayn grits out through clenched teeth.
He scratches Liam's nape and his head falls on to Zayn's shoulder, a pained sound escaping his lips.
Zayn brings his lips down close to Liam's ear.
'I will hurt you if need be'
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dark zayn stans raise ur hands ð
dark zayn is one thing; psychotic zayn is another so.
idk how this chapter was, all i know is that it was very annoying to write bc wattpad deleted 700 words when i came back.
i hope you guys are having a lovely day and those of you in Britain, good luck for school next week ðâ¤