Luciana// Zayn Malik

[32. Amor Prohibido]

I'm so ready for Zayn being in a movie. He could be in it for like 0.5 seconds and I'd scream give him an Oscar.

Another sentimental chapter cause I'm a sentimental bitch, who is a sucker for love.

[Zayn]

"How is Presley doing, mom?" I ask as I sit in the living room talking to her while Luciana is in the kitchen cooking.

"He's doing good. Misses you both but he's alright." She says and I feel like I should bring up Luciana being pregnant. I hold back when Luciana comes rushing out the kitchen and puts her finer over her lip.

"How is L.A. with Luciana?" She asks as Luciana goes back to the kitchen.

"It's good. I got nominated for a Grammy." I tell her and I hear screams on the other line.

"I'm so proud of you!" My mom yells back and calls my sisters names. "Your brother was nominated for a Grammy!" I have a huge smile on my face as I hear my sisters congratulate me.

"What are you doing for thanksgiving?" I ask my mom and she tells me how she's going to spend it with my sisters and Presley. I wish they could come here but I wouldn't want them to close shop just for me. It's all they got.

"Well, I've got to go mom. I love you. Tell Presley I love him and the girls as well." I say and my mom tells me she loves me and hangs up.

[Luciana]

I quickly type away on my phone to Trisha and my mom.

I'll call you in a minute.

"It smells hot in here." Zayn says as I put my phone away and continue mashing the dry spices in the molcajete.

"It's those guajillo peppers. I'm making my moms enchiladas." I say and put the spices in the blender with whole tomato's along with the peppers I've been cooking on the stove dry.

"Can you flip those tortillas while I go to the bathroom. Make sure they don't burn!" I tell Zayn as I take one off the comal with the tips of my fingers.

I rush upstairs and call Trisha and my mom who put me in a group chat with them.

"Zayn wants to see the house later today. I think he might buy it." I tell Trisha and she gets happy.

"Make sure he does and let us know when he does so we can go over and surprise him." She says and my mom goes along saying how it will be a wonderful thanksgiving.

"I'll let y'all know." I say and hang up and head back to the kitchen.

"I smell something burning, Zayn!" I say and see Zayn running his fingers under the faucet.

"I burnt my fingers." He mumbles out while I flip the tortilla with my fingers again.

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[Zayn]

"Congratulations Mr. And Mrs. Malik the house is yours." Stacy says and gives the two gold keys to me.

She leaves the house and Luciana and I run around the house looking at everything. This is our house. We have a house together.