Protection 2 [Zarry Family]

3

"Give it back!" Harry heard one of the boys yell from where he stood in the kitchen washing dishes.

"It's mine!" He heard a different boy scream before he heard a slam.

Harry dried his hands, sighing.

He was used to this.

It seemed like only on his days off the boys couldn't get along.

Plus, Zayn was upstairs showering so Harry had to handle it himself.

He then heard running, and Sam came bouncing into the kitchen.

"Daddy, Dylan and Flynn are fighting." Sam said, pointing back towards the lounge.

"I know." Harry said, patting Sam's head as he quickly left the kitchen.

Harry came into the lounge, looking down at Flynn and Dylan who were in a tangle on the floor.

"Hey! Both of you let go of each other right now!" Harry snapped.

Flynn shoved Dylan off of him, and Dylan quickly moved back over to him, cocking his fist back.

"Dylan Styles!" Harry barked, making the boy freeze and look at him.

"We do not hit each other, you know that." Harry said sternly.

"But he hit me first! He punched me in the shoulder and it really hurt!" Dylan protested, beginning to cry.

"Flynn," Harry began angrily.

"I did not! He's lying!" Flynn yelled.

"I'm not lying! You're lying! And you're stupid!" Dylan spat.

"You're stupid!" Flynn spat back at him.

"I am not!" Dylan yelled.

"Are too!" Flynn argued.

"Am not!" Dylan cried, stomping his foot, his fists clenched.

"Enough!" Harry yelled, silencing both of them.

"I don't care who did what, you both know the rules. You know it's not right to hit each other, you're brothers. And what do brothers do?" Harry asked.

"We loves each other." Sam answered quietly, watching it all from next to the sofa.

"That's right." Harry nodded.

"But daddy he-"

"I don't want to hear it." Harry said to Flynn.

"Apologize to your brother." Harry ordered Dylan.

"But I haven't done anything wrong." Dylan cried.

"Did too." Flynn muttered, folding his arms.

"Do not speak unless I tell you to. Do you understand me?" Harry asked Flynn, staring at him.

"Yes sir." Flynn said quietly, looking at his feet.

"Dylan, I said apologize to your brother. Now." Harry said.

Dylan got red in the face with frustration, tears rolling down his cheeks.

"Don't want to." He said angrily.

"Dylan Anthony Styles you apologize to your brother right now, or you'll be punished." Harry warned.

Dylan was quiet, his arms folded tightly with his eyes on the floor.

"Fine." Harry said, reaching for him.

"No! No I'm sorry!" Dylan cried, moving out of his reach.