Luciana// Zayn Malik

[2. Treasure]

[Luciana]

The sun shines through my blinds and wakes me up on this Thursday morning. Besides the blankets sticking to my body and me being all sweaty I woke up alright.

I grab my phone off the charger and go to the bathroom. I look at all the notifications on my phone and a good portion of them are from Harry and my mom sending me pictures she found of Facebook that she thinks is funny.

"Let's go potty, chucho." I yell out and he comes running from my room to the backyard. I walk outside and let the rising sun touch my skin and as I'm basking I look over to see my new and very hot neighbor working out.

He's all sweaty and without a shirt again but this times he's wearing low hanging black shorts that show off more tattoos on his lower body. I must've been starting to long because chucho has been scratching at my leg letting me know he's done and ready to go inside.

I look once more at the man that is currently doing jumping jack and his dick is bouncing around everywhere. I laugh out and head inside to get breakfast ready for chucho and me.

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[Zayn]

"I think I'm ready to get a job again." Gigi says to me as she gets done feeding Presley eggs and bacon.

"What about Presley?" I ask her as I type away lesson plans on my laptop.

"We can always put him in daycare or hire a babysitter for the summer." She says and cleans him up of the food he didn't eat but instead played with.

As I'm looking through lesson plans I can hear loud music being started up next door. It's faded but I can hear it. It's Prince. Presley little ears must hear the music to because he's now dancing in his seat. He has a big smile on his face and he's happy hearing the music. Ever since Gigi had Presley she's been trying to protect him from everything and it's been hard because we've had to give up a lot of things that weren't that bad.

"Let's go Presley, nap time." Gigi says picking him up from the high chair and taking him on her hip. He's now trying to put up a fight with Gigi and she's not having it.

"Zayn, please go next door and tell our neighbor to turn down that damn music." My wife says trying to coo the fussy two year old to sleep.

I get up from working at the dining room table and head next door to the loud music playing. I've haven't officially met my neighbors yet so this is going to be an awkward first impression.

I knock on the red door and now loud rap music is heard inside. I try knocking again and the music stops and there is a dog starting to bark.

"Cállate chucho!" I hear a girl yell from inside and the dog stops barking.

The red door opens and there is my neighbor. She's wearing a black tank top that barely covers her chest and shorts that are too short, her thick thighs are peaking out for me to see.

"Can I help you?" She asks me and I snap back to reality and why I came over here.

"I'm your neighbor, Zayn Malik. I moved in yesterday but that doesn't matter. My wife is trying to get our son to go to sleep, so if you could keep your music down that would be nice." I ask politely to the young teenage girl right in front of me that looks way older than her age probably.

"Oh yeah, sorry bout that." She says sympathetically but with a heavy Mexican accent present.

"I like your pit bull. " I say complementing the big gray dog behind her.

"Thank you. I raised him from a puppy. His name is chucho." She says and calls him over as I bend down to pet him and he becomes tame to my touch.

"You said that you just moved here?" She asks and I look up and nod at her.

"Well tomorrow my parents are coming back from Mexico and we are going to have a party and you should come, if you want." She says and I stand back up and think about the offer and agree before consulting with my wife.

"Great. You can bring your own beer and stuff but I'm doing all the cooking right now. It starts at 6." She says and motions to the kitchen, probably why the music was loud. She was busy.

"Thank you..." I say and think of a name she didn't give me yet.

"Luciana Martinez." She says and it sounds so nice. "I'll keep the music down but you have a good day Zayn." She says and closes the red door slowly.

I walk through the grass back to my house next door and Presley is asleep along with Gigi. I sit back at the table and think about what to wear tomorrow.

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"You need to relax, Gigi and this party would be a good start." I tell her as she applies cream to her face

"Okay, I'll go." She says and I'm happy that she's coming because that means I can go see Luciana and talk to her more.

"You can even invite Liam, your boyfriend." Gigi says jokingly and I just laugh and get into bed. I reach my arm around her and press my boner against her but she's not in the mood.

"I have my mask on. Not tonight Zayn." She says and flips her light off and falls asleep fast.

I sigh and scoot back to my side and just lay there with my dick hard. Ever since Gigi had Presley she hasn't been in the mood for about a solid two years. I might as well consider my right hand my wife because I get more action from it than her.

I get out of bed and rearrange myself so my boner is held down by the waistband of my boxers. I grab a hidden stash of weed from the garage and head to the backyard.

I sit on the wooden patio and break up the weed with my fingers on the glass table. I take out a couple of rolling papers and put the weed in the paper and tuck and roll, tuck and roll, tuck and roll, then lick the edge of the paper to seal it shut.

I grab my lighter out of the box and spark up the joint that looks perfect. I slouch down in the chair and look up at the stars like a cliché stoner. I take a big inhale of the Girl Scout Cookies and it's sweet but it burns my throat; ruining my long running sobriety that was present since before my son was born.

At the gate next door are the eyes of Chucho. I get up from my seat and take a walk through the dewing grass to pet him.

"Hello buddy." I baby talk him and he rubs his head against my hand and then licks it. "You're a good dog, I wish Gigi would let me get a dog like you." I say and he just keeps calm while I scratch behind his ears.

As I continue smoking I can hear him sniffing the smoke and I give him one last pet and go back to the patio. I wouldn't want to get my hot neighbors dog high.

The 3 inch joint is now a small bud and I ash it out on the table and throw the roach in my box and wait for the smoke to fade away before going back inside.

As I'm sitting there staring at the constellations in the sky I can hear a faint sound of moaning. I look up at the second floor of my house and the bedroom light is still off. Whatever the sound is it's getting louder and making me horny. I was already horny and honestly smoking didn't help.

I get up from my seat once more leaving my box on the table and finding the sound. I walk through the opening of my gate and now I'm in between my house and my neighbors, also outside one of the windows. The moaning is coming from there.

I try peaking through the window for a small opening to see inside but as I do I stop myself and switch the logical part of my brain on for a second.

I shouldn't be doing this, this is my neighbors house, her daughter is in there. I have a son and wife just behind me and plus I have no idea what age she is. But based on what she was wearing and the way she looked, woah, did she look older.

I shake the thought out of my head and head back inside to just take a cold shower.

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gross filler chapter ://