Luciana// Zayn Malik

[34. Day before Thanksgiving.]

I've been listening to a lot of reggeton and my hips and back are so tired from throwing them out to the beat.

[Luciana]

"A movie?!" I ask Zayn as he asks me if I want to be in a movie with him. He's making a cameo and wants me there with him.

"Yeah, you could put on a big ball gown and parade around like a princess." He says from the closet as he get dressed to go to the movie set.

"I'm not sure." I tell him and he comes out the closet wearing shorts and a T-shirt. He comes on the bed and lays on his stomach and talks to me.

"I heard that Rihanna will be there." He whispers out to me and I hop up off the bed and get dressed.

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[Zayn]

"You look absolutely beautiful. I want to take you home and rip that dress off." I whisper into Luciana's ear as we follow the directions the director is giving us.

"I wish you could do that but this dress belongs to the movie." She says and gives a sultry smile to the fake paparazzi that are around us for the movie.

"You are perfect with the cameras." I tell her and continue to lead us up the long Met Gala stairs.

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"I could use to us getting dressed up." Luciana says as she walks into the bathroom to slip off her big dress, they let us take our outfits home. I take a seat on the bed and slip off my black oxfords.

"You look absolutely beautiful, as usual." I say and put comes Luciana half naked with the dress folded over her arm.

She casually walks to the closet in a tight looking black lingerie set. "Is that new?" I ask as I run a hand through my hair and then take off my white blazer and toss it on the dresser.

"Yes it is, gave it to me at the set." She says and hangs up the dress then walks back into the bedroom.

I turn around and lean against the closet door fiddling around with the rings on my fingers.

Luciana takes a seat in the bed and unstraps her heels and begins to stretch her feet. She looks up at me watching her and a smirk appears on her face.

She lays back on her forearms and tantalizes me by waving her long legs around and then ultimately spreading her legs.

"Come get me, daddy." She says and I run and pounce on her. Her hands go for my growing hair while my hands wrap her her waist, turning us over and pulling her on top.

Our lips smush together and teeth clash together as we messily kiss. Her hands fumble around with my white button up while mine grab handfuls if her smooth ass giving them slaps on each cheeks at the same time.

"I can feel your hard cock press against your pants and on my thong." Luciana says and moves down my legs to pull off my belt and unbutton my pants.

I put my hands behind my head and watch her pull them off. She grabs the waist band of my boxers and pulls them down and takes a seat back in my legs.

"Suck it." I say and her hand wraps around my cock. She points it straight up and licks up from the base of the shaft to the top and then swirls her tongue around and sinks her lips around the head.

"Fuck!" I hiss out and move my arms and pull her hair up into a makeshift ponytail. I gather her hair up and buck my hips foreword and push her head down.

I'm being greedy right now. Her mouth is heaven but her actions are worthy of a reserved spot in hell. "Keep sucking, daddy will cum." I say and I take that Luciana liked me calling myself daddy because she moans around my cock and then begins to grind her thong covered pussy on my leg.

She's barely two months pregnant and is already fucking me like a dog in heat. When her hormones kick in I can only imagine what she would be like.

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[Louis]

"It's not your fault." I say calmly to a hysterical Cynthia. I hold her tightly trying to calm her down but even since the doctors told her she lost the baby she hasn't stopped crying.

"Yes it is, I'm a horrible person!" She sobs into my chest as I hold her in the hospital bed.

"Where is she!?" I hear someone yell out from the hallway. I try to ignore the commotion but it won't die down.

I get up and open the door and there is a disheveled Harry Styles.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" He asks me and pushes me out the way and into the room.

"I'm comforting Cynthia. We lost a baby, so if you don't mind get the fuck out Harry." I tell him as he goes to Cynthia.

"This baby was mine!" He yells at me and pulls Cynthia is for a hug but she pushes him away. "We can have another baby. It's fine." He says but he doesn't get it. He's lost his mind.

"Harry, please get out. You're only making things worse." I tell him calmly trying to not have him flip shit in the same room as Cynthia.

"You couldn't have Luciana so you go for her cousin instead, huh?" He asks me and Cynthia slowly stops crying when that is said.

"Is that true, Louis?" Cynthia asks me as she wipes the tears away from his face.

"No of course not. I don't like her. I've never even wanted her." I tell her but Harry scoffs and says otherwise.

"Shut the fuck up, Styles!" I say and push him back and as we are about to fight in comes security.

They grab Harry but then Cynthia stops them. "Take him too!" She says and points to me as well.

The drag me away but I try to put up a fight that's not getting me anywhere.

How could Cynthia do this? To me? To us? As I'm thrown out the hospital with Harry the only thing circling through my mind is anger for him and Luciana.

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This chapter was longer but somehow it didn't fucking save. So I had to halfass is real fast.

Anyway Christmas is soon and I just wanted to let y'all know that I love y'all. And if you don't celebrate Christmas I still love y'all regardless.

Merry Christmas. Happy Hanukkah, Happy Holidays.

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