Louder Than Lions [zarry stalik au]

Chapter 15 - Baby We're A Little Different

"When will he be here?" Zayn groaned, covering his face in one of the couch cushions. "Soon, now stop moping around, don't want to be such a little ass." Louis punched his arm, Zayn groaning stubbornly. "Zayn, get up, Harry will be here, but you don't need to lie around like that; you're going to fall asleep and miss Harry, now you don't want that, do you?" Jay crossed her arms, taping her foot at the darker.

"No," Zayn groaned, sitting up. "But wh-" He stopped, the closing of car doors making his heart race. "He's here," He smiled, his feet carrying him as fast as they could, everyone else rushing after.

The door swung open, two boys making their way across the front lawn, one with big green eyes, gazing around at the large house. "Zaynie!" He yelled, his voice distant but he started to run; Zayn taking his first step and meeting Harry half way. "Charming." He breathed, wrapping his arms around Harry's waist and lifting him from the ground where he planted kisses all over his face. "God," Zayn mumbled, dropping to the ground with Harry still in his arms.

"I missed you." He finished, hugging Harry tighter. "Zaynie, it's a castle." Harry giggled, tilting his head back to see the house. "Yeah baby, and it's all for you. It's your castle." He ensured, scoping Harry up again and carrying him to the house. "Want to meet your new family?"

Harry nodded eagerly, his head rested on Zayn's shoulder as the elder walked up the steps were he set Harry down. "Harry, this is Princess Phoebe, Princes Daisy, and Princesses Felicite and Lottie." He pointed to the girls who smiled at the boy in front of them.

"And this is Prince Louis; he's your new brother. That's his friend, Duck Niall and that's Queen Jay. King Mark is at work sadly."

Harry giggled, waving his hand at all of them. "Am I a Prince too Zayn?" Harry asked, turning his head to look at Zayn. "Yes, you're Prince Charming." Zayn kissed his nose, Lottie letting out a short lived Awh.

"Oh," Harry remembered, turning around as Liam finally made his way up the steps, his parents behind him. "This is Liam," Harry giggled, pulling him the rest of the way up the stairs. "Hi," Liam said shyly, holding out his hand to Zayn, who shook it. "It's nice to finally meet you." Zayn laughed, turning back to Harry.

"Would you like to see your new home Harry?" Jay asked, putting her arm out. "Hey, I remember you! You were that nice lady we gave the picture to." Harry giggled, taking her hand, his other still intertwined with Zayn's.

"Do they know you're a Queen?" Harry whispered, looking around him cautiously. "No, but don't tell." She whispered back, leading Harry up the stairs.

"Harry, this is your bedroom." She said, opening the door.

The boy gasped, a smile spreading to his lips. "Oh my goodness!" He laughed, pulling away from the two hands and running to the bed, jumping on it face first. "It's so soft!" He bounced on it, giggling. "Zaynie, jump with me!" He stood, jumping up and down on the bed.

"Not now Charming, I have something I want to show you!" Zayn laughed, grabbing Harry by the legs and pulling him to the end of the bed were he leaned over him, his face centimeters from Harry's. "We made you something I think you'll want to see, later well jump on the bed, I promise." He smirked, pulling Harry up and out the door, everyone else following.

They made their way down the stairs and across the living room to the door that lead to Harry's art room, Zayn smirking devilishly. "Harry, You never have to worry about going to that scary room ever again so you can stay in here for as long as you want; without having dad come for you." Zayn sighed, opening the door slowly.