lucas in the media
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"how do you know how to do all these?" jordan asks, amazed as he watches his younger brother lucas prepare lana for bedtime.
"practice," lucas says. "and lana is an angel, i love taking care of her."
"you're so... domestic," jordan says. "how am i so different?"
"relax, i'm not. i was just here since she was born that's all, not your fault you were in college,"
"luka," lana's voice says, calling their attention.
"she can say your name?" jordan asks, surprised.
"yeah, she knows everyone's name," lucas says. "lana say jordi, jordiiii,"
"jori," she says.
"no way," jordan says, surprised. "she just called my name."
"she can talk jordan. she's just really shy," lucas chuckles. "she talks more at night."
"that's so cute," jordan says, cooing over her. "she's really pretty."
"right. i'm jealous, you and her won the genetic lottery of this family. i wish i had green eyes," lucas says.
"your eyes are pretty too lucas," jordan says sincerely.
"they're brown and basic," lucas says. he doesn't like his brown eyes, he thinks he looks better with blue or green, so when he dresses up he'd use contacts too. "but thank you."
"you're welcome,"
"do you want to read her the story?" lucas asks.
"nah, you do it," jordan says. "i'll watch. i'll do it next time."
"okay," lucas says. he picks up a book and reads her one, it doesn't take long for her to fall asleep. they turn off the light and close the door.
"hey lucas, wanna sleep over in my room tonight?" jordan asks.
lucas turns, surprised. "why?"
"i'm bored. we could stay up and watch movies or just talk," jordan says.
"are you lonely jordan?" lucas teases.
"fúck off dude," jordan lightly shoves him. "i know how much you'd miss me when i go."
lucas looks sad at that, being reminded that he could go another year without seeing his older brother again.
"you know you can come visit me right," jordan says. "come for summer break or weekends. i'll pay for your flight."
"really? i can?" lucas asks, he has no idea why he didn't think of that earlier.
"yep," jordan says.
"i've never really been away from home before. i hope mom and dad let me," lucas says.
"i'll convince them. speaking of the parents, do you think your plan worked?"
"definitely. i mean did you see that kiss? dad wanted mom back so bad," lucas says. "no way they're going through with the divorce after that. i think we just saved their marriage."
"don't you think you're celebrating a bit too soon?" jordan asks. they walk inside jordan's room.
jordan picks up an extra blanket. "going to give this to dad."
he walks out, heading to the living room. he doesn't see liam on the couch and he frowns, did he leave?
he heads towards his parents room to ask his mom. but before he knocks at the door he hears a noise.
he can hear his mom and dads voice, he can't really make out what they're saying but the next sound he hears makes it very clear what's happening. its a moan.
his parents who are supposed to be getting divorced are having sex.
"holy shit," jordan says, eyes going wide. he quickly retreats back into his room. "lucas i think your plan worked a bit too well."
"what do you mean?"
"it's better you don't know," jordan replies, deciding to save his brothers innocence. he takes his laptop and opens netflix.
"wanna get high?" lucas asks, already bringing out a rolled blunt from seemingly no where.
"you're such a stoner," jordan chuckles. "does mom and dad know?"
lucas shrugs. "probably."
"do you smoke everyday?"
"not everyday. sometimes justin gets me edibles," lucas says. "i take breaks sometimes. but with dating justin, it never lasts."
"hmm. how's your boyfriend? i saw he didn't stay for dinner," jordan says.
"i don't know," lucas says. "i think he might be getting tired of me."
"why?"
"we've been dating for almost three years and we've not had sex yet," lucas confesses.
"what? no way," jordan says, genuinely surprised. "you're always with him. i assumed y'all would be fúcking like rabbits."
"well we haven't," lucas says. "i was hoping you'd say it's not a big deal."
"i mean... it's not?" jordan says, but lucas has already gotten what jordan really feels by his first reaction. "but why though? is it from him or you."
"it's from me," lucas admits. "i don't... i don't feel ready. justin and i agreed to wait till we were sixteen, but then the longer we waited, the more i lost interest in doing it. and now, i don't want to."
"maybe you're just not into him,"
"why wouldn't i be? he's my boyfriend," lucas says.
"well i know if i like someone i'd want to jump their bones all the time. elias can confirm," jordan says. lucas cringes at the mention of elias. "or maybe that's just me."
"i do like him. we've been friends since we were kids and i've been with him for almost three years," lucas says. "i wouldn't be with him for that long if i didn't like him."
"right. is he pressuring you?"
"no, no," lucas shakes his head. "i mean, he's been bringing it up a lot lately. but he's not trying to pressure me or anything."
"do you feel pressured?"
"a bit," lucas admits.
"why don't you just break up with him?" jordan asks.
"i can't just do that," lucas says.
"why not?"
"i really like him," lucas says.
"he wants to have sex, you don't. the only solution is to break up or compromise," jordan says.
lucas frowns. he doesn't want to break up with justin, so should he just compromise then? what's he so afraid of anyway? it's just sex. everyone has sex all the time.
even oliver has had sex. he bragged about it to lucas the first time he did, and lucas found it gross because yuck, straight sex.
he's sure theo and noah hasn't, and with noah's new friend, he probably might end up losing his virginity before lucas and it's not a competition but lucas would absolutely hate that.
"you're right," lucas says. "thanks jordan."
"you're welcome," jordan says. at this time both of them are high.
jordan isn't much of a stoner, he prefers to drink so he's a light weight. his eyes are red after a couple of minutes.
they're both watching modern family. and it's the most hilarious thing to jordan because of how high he is.
they don't stay up for very long, after a couple of episodes jordan passes out and lucas follows suit.
the next morning jordan is the first to get up from bed. it's very early, but he needs to workout.
he equips himself with his workout outfit, since it's december and it's cold he wears a tracksuit.
he walks out of his room, seeing lucas still fast asleep and chuckles. he closes the door behind him. he walks towards the front door and accidentally stumbles unto someone.
he's surprised to see liam walking out of the house too.
"dad?" he asks.
"hey jordan. good morning," liam says, smiling. "how'd you sleep?"
"good. how did you sleep? i know the couch must have been really uncomfortable," jordan says.
"eh, it wasn't too bad," liam says.
"really?" jordan asks, knowing his dad was lying to his face.
"yeah," liam says.
"i thought you might've been cold, so i came to give you a blanket but i couldn't find you," jordan says.
"oh? i might have gone to use the bathroom," liam lies. jordan sighs, his dad is lying to him in his face but he decides to drop it.
he'll just drill his mom about it.
"going for a run? isn't it too cold?" liam asks as they walk outside together. liam heads for his car.
jordan shrugs. "i'm good."
"you know i don't think i've said this, but you look really good jordan," liam compliments.
jordan blushes at that, not expecting it. "thanks dad."
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zayn wakes up alone.
he checks around but liam is no where to be found. he frowns.
no, liam wouldn't just leave like that, would he?
he wouldn't.
regardless of the status of their relationship, this was the first time that they were intimate together in years.
it wasn't just random sex.
so where is liam?
he gets up from bed, instantly falling back from the pain that he feels from his bottom.
liam wasn't joking when he said he wouldn't be able to walk the next morning.
he manages to take a pain killer, and walks out of the room to look for him. he goes to check lana first, surprised she wasn't already up and looking for him. she's still asleep but she starts stirring, signaling she's about to wake up.
zayn decides to let her sleep for a bit. but he opens the crib so in case she wakes up she can walk out and look for someone.
he sees jordan coming inside the house, sweaty. he probably just finished his workout.
"morning jordy," zayn greets.
"morning mom," jordan says. "are you okay? why're you limping?"
"oh, i fell in the bathroom," zayn lies.
"mom. i know you had sex with dad last night," jordan accuses.
zayn freezes, how?
he knows he was being loud but, their room is almost noise proof. they had tested it themselves when they got the house.
he remembers liam yelling in the room and him being at a distance to check how noise proof it is, and the only way you can hear the noise is if you're very close to the door.
they had to make sure because they didn't want the kids to hear them, especially since they were really young back then.
"i couldn't find dad on the couch last night and you're limping. it's not that hard to figure out," jordan says.
zayn blushes at his oldest son accusing him of having sex.
"i felt bad he had to sleep on the couch so i invited him in," zayn lies.
"whatever you say mom," jordan says.
"have you seen him by the way? your dad," zayn asks.
"yeah, he left earlier," jordan says.
"oh," zayn says.
liam had left.
liam fúcked him and then left.
liam fúcked him and left.
he's angry. he's sad. he's heartbroken. he wants to cry, but he has to stay strong for his kids.
"are you okay?" jordan asks.
"yeah," zayn says. "can you watch lana for a bit? she's still asleep but she'll be up soon."
"uh, yeah," jordan says.
"thank you. i just need to get something, i'll be back soon," zayn says.
he grabs his car keys and walks out of the house, getting into his car.
he's heading for the pharmacy.
when he gets there he gets what he went there for. plan b.
the last thing he needs is to get pregnant again, especially since the stunt liam pulled.
he pays for it and takes it right there in the car. he sighs, thinking of what liam is up to.
liam is probably back at his hotel, laughing at zayn and how naive he was.
he was being so stupid expecting things to work out after they had sex.
liam was probably just horny and he was easy.
but they hadn't had sex for more than two years till that happened, how can liam be so casual about that?
he's angry as he gets home. and he's greeted with the sounds of crying.
lana's screams specifically.
he quickly rushes, entering inside as his motherly instinct takes over.
he sees jordan holding her to console her and he quickly collects her from him.
"what happened?" he asks, as lana snuggles closer to him as her sobs die down.
"she fell," jordan says.
"what?" zayn asks, overwhelmed with anger again. "i told you to watch her."
"i know-"
"you can't even watch her for ten fúcking minutes?" zayn yells, regretting the words as soon as they come out.
jordan's eyes instantly gets teary.
"i'm sorry," jordan apologizes. he blinks and tears fall down from his eyes.
"what happened?"
"she woke up calling for you and when i tried to get her she started screaming and fell off the bed."
"oh," zayn says, feeling bad for how he reacted. he was the one that opened the crib. and lana is probably screaming from the fact that she didn't see him when she woke up and she's still not familiar with jordan's face.
the crib isn't that high up so the fall might have scared her more than do actual damage.
he yelled at jordan for nothing.
"mom i'm so sorry," jordan says, tears falling freely now. "you shouldn't have left her with me. i hurt her."
"no jordan, you didn't. i'm sorry, i overreacted. she's fine, just being dramatic," zayn says. he checks her for injuries or pain but nothing. her crying has subsided too now that she's seeing zayn.
"i'll leave tomorrow," jordan says.
"no, jordan, why? i didn't mean to yell, please don't go," zayn pleads.
"she's hurt because of me,"
"she falls all the time. she's a toddler, that's what they do,"
"but-"
"please jordan. stay. i want to spend more time with you," zayn pleads. "i'm sorry i yelled. i was angry. i was angry before i got here and hearing lana cry made me snap. it has nothing to do with you; i promise."
"okay," jordan says.
zayn walks up to him and wipes away his tears.
"you're still my baby boy. no matter what," zayn says.
jordan rests his chin on zayn's neck and quietly sobs there. zayn consoles him, running his hand through his back in a slightly awkward hug as he's still holding lana.
they hear the door open.
"what's happening?" liam's voice calls out from behind them.
zayn separates from jordan, surprised to see liam in front of him.
"hey dad. um, i'll give you guys some privacy," jordan says, walking away.
"liam," zayn says.
"hey. how are you feeling?" liam asks.
"you left me," zayn says.
"i know. i'm sorry. i needed some time to think," liam replies. he hands zayn a bag. "i got you this. the plan b and some ointment."
"i've already been to the pharmacy," zayn says.
"oh, looks like we were on the same page on that then," liam chuckles. "i'm sorry you had to leave in your condition."
"it's just a sore asshole. i'll live," zayn says.
"not in front of lana," liam says, covering her ears.
lana who has calmed down now from her cries giggles.
"can we talk?" liam asks.
"uh, i need to bathe and feed lana first," zayn replies.
"i'll do that," liam offers. "just wait for me in the bedroom and we'll talk."
"okay," zayn replies.
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what do you think zayn and liam are going to talk about?
i honestly didn't think you guys would hit the comment goal so quick. i didn't have the chapter written so i had to write it asap so i wouldn't disappoint y'all.
i might take a break before posting the next chapter.
but the break would be shorter if we get up to 60 comments.
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