thinking bout' you

three

"yeah. you mind if i go up and get it?"

"not at all. baby, i gotta go get my last suitcase. be right back."

"no rush, dad!" ariana rolls her eyes as she heads to the car.

once zain's upstairs he pushes harry against the wall and kisses him passionately.

"im gonna fucking miss you."

"gonna miss you too. text me when you guys land. not a second later."

"i promise ill text you as soon as possible. take care of yourself, you hear?"

"yes, dad!" harry playfully rolls his eyes.

"im serious, harry. when i come back you better be in one piece. and don't let anyone flirt with you. they so much as look at my baby ill fuck then up."

harry blushes.

"go before ari thinks somethings suspicious."

"okay. see you soon."

"see you soon."

zayn pecks his lips once more before heading back downstairs as harry walks behind him with his backpack.

harry waves them off before hopping on his bike and heading to the other side of town.
**********
when he gets home he sighs.

he had no idea what he was gonna be walking into but he had a feeling it wasn't good.

harry grabs his house keys and unlocks the door before smelling cigarettes and liquor.

"mom?"

"in here baby."

harry spots liquor bottle all over the floor and sees his mom on the couch.

he sighs when he sees that his moms boy toy was over.

"jay, i thought you said she hasn't been drinking." harry sighs.

jay shrugs.

"we had a few beers and a couple shots. it's no big deal kid."

harry sighs as he pulls his hair back.

"look like you've had more than that." harry points to the needles on the table.

"relax. she's fine, see."

"she's not fine. she's high out of her mind." harry rolls his eyes.

"kid, kindly shut the hell up!"

"you don't talk to my son that way."

jay glares at her.

"bitch, i can talk to him however i wanna talk to him. now kindly shut the fuck up before i make you."

harry's mom stayed silent.

"im leaving. she's your problem now kid." jay walks out.