Liam POV
I woke to the sound of crying. I realised it must have been Zayn, so I slowly made my way out of bed, and headed to Zayn and Harry's room. When I went inside, Harry was sitting in the bottom bunk, Zayn in his lap, and Harry was rocking him back and forth, which didn't seem to be helping to reduce the crying.
When Harry saw me, he looked startled, and then he looked worried.
"Zayn woke up crying, I tried to stop him, but he won't stop" Harry said, looking defeated.
I went up to him and ruffled his hair, before taking Zayn from him, carrying him on my chest, so that his head was rested on my shoulder, his little hand clutching onto my t-shirt for dear life.
"You go back to bed, I'm going to take him to the living room, okay" I said to Harry, kissing his hair. He nodded tiredly, before climbing back into bed.
I left the room and headed for the living room, Zayn quietening down at this point, but still crying. I rubbed his back soothingly, trying to get him to calm down. I decided to make him a bottle of milk, so I found his backpack which had a milk bottle in it, and I warmed up some milk before pouring it in the bottle. The milk was too hot so I left it on the kitchen table to cool down before trying to get Zayn to relax.
"What's wrong, baby?" I asked him, kissing his cheek.
"Dere monters in Zaynie room, bad monters" Zayn said, making Liam coo at his words.
I started singing 'twinkle twinkle little star' quietly to him, which seemed to work as his clutch on my t-shirt loosened and he clutched my index finger with his tiny hand, which seemed to be a comfort for him. His eyes seemed to be closing, his long eyelashes fluttering at the action. I went to get the bottle, which was safe enough to drink before placing it near his lips, his mouth complying by sucking on the nipple of the bottle, swallowing the milk slowly, in his tired state. I couldn't help but coo at how cute he looked. He finally fell asleep, looking as peaceful as an angel. My angel. I took the bottle out of his mouth and left it on the table.
I checked his pamper and he was dry. I went back to his bedroom, and gently placed him back on his bed, kissing the top of head, before going back to my room, exhausted. Louis was still asleep, looking serene. I checked the clock, it was only 2:30am.
Louis POV
I woke up to the scorching sun hitting my face. I groaned, trying to cover my face with my hand. I reached my hand out, expecting to find Liam, but instead, finding nothing. I got up and went to Zayn and Harry's room to find their beds empty. Then I went to Niall's room and he was sound asleep, completely smothered under the sheets.
I realised that he may overheat, so I tiptoed into his room, and slightly pulled back the sheets, only for him to pull them back again, lifting his head up, glaring at me.
"Morning buddy, sorry I woke you, I thought you might be hot" I said, trying to stop him frowning under no avail.
"Where are Harry and Zayn?" he asked.
"Ermm, well, their beds are empty, so I'm guessing they are in the kitchen or something with Liam, don't worry, they're fine" I reassured him, with a smile.
"But they.....like......they usually come and wake me up, in their own little way" he said, looking quite sad. I bit my lip.
"Well, maybe they wanted to let you have a lie in" I suggested, trying to ease his mind.
"But Zayn doesn't understand the concept of a lie in, and Harry always comes to wake me up, just because he knows it annoys me" he said, with a sigh.
"It doesn't seem like it annoys you" I replied, giving him a knowing look. He rolled his eyes, and got out of bed, walking to the kitchen, closely followed by me.
Liam was sitting at the table, Zayn in his lap, and Harry sitting opposite them. I couldn't help but laugh out loud at seeing that most of Zayn's porridge seemed to be on the table and on his face, rather than in his stomach. Harry seemed to be almost just as bad as Zayn when it came to eating.
"Morning sleepyhead number one and sleepyhead number two, Liam told me to say that when you woke up" Harry said loudly.
"Well, good morning earlybirds" I replied, flashing him a smile. Niall stayed quiet, going to sit at the table next to Harry, who was greeted with his hair being ruffled by Niall, who laughed at Harry's annoyed reaction. Liam passed a bowl to Niall, so he could make some cereal.
"Lou Lou want Zaynie food? Zayn asked, holding out his porridge filled hand. I shook my head, kissing his forehead, which resulted in him touching my hair, getting porridge on it. I groaned, laughing.
"Zaynnn, you got me sticky" I moaned.
"Lou Lou icky, Zaynie icky, Lou Lou wash Zaynie and Lou Lou" Zayn said, as if it was obvious.
"Yes, get this sticky little rascal off me" Liam said, laughing while tickling Zayn, who let out cute little giggles.
"I'll do it" Niall said, getting up.
"Seriously, it's fine Niall, you eat your breakfast, I'll clean him up" I said, picking up a very sticky, yet smiley Zayn, taking him to the bathroom. Niall sat back down, going back to his breakfast.
Liam POV
"What are we doing today?" Harry asked. I laughed, pretending to be deep in thought.
"Hmmmm, well, we need to go shopping to buy some clothes for Niall and Zayn, but after that, how about the park?" I asked, awaiting their reaction.
"THE PARK! YESS PLEASE, CAN WE LIAM, CAN WE NIALL?" Harry asked excitedly, putting his hands up in the air, looking at Niall pleadingly.
"Yeah, course we can buddy" Niall replied, looking happier than he did before.
"I'm gonna go and wait near the bathroom, so I can get in first after Zayn's done" Niall mumbled, before walking off. I signed, wondering how I would get through to him.
"Ni acts tough, but he isn't really a meanie, he's really nice, he's shy sometimes" Harry said, speaking beyond his age.
"Really?" I asked.
"Yeah, he doesn't like people, he says he only likes me and Zayn" he said.
I nodded, thinking about how Louis and I were going to change that, when Niall came and reached out for Harry's hand.
"I'm gonna get him ready" he said, walking hand in hand with Harry before I could say anything.
I went to Zayn's room to find Louis dressing Zayn in one of Harry's outfits again, Zayn not seeming to mind dressing in a big hoodie that went past his knees. He was chewing on the laces of the hoodie, seemingly in his own world.
"Doesn't Zaynie look cute today?" Louis said, before kissing Zayn's nose, causing Zayn to scrunch up his nose in the most adorable way.
"We need to get clothes for the kids, Lou" I said.
"Chill out Li, it's gonna be our first full day with them, lets have fun" Louis said. He picked Zayn up, putting him to the ground. Zayn walked, or you could say waddled, out of the room, leaving the two of us.
"I'm gonna take Zayn and Niall shopping" I said.
"You're gonna split them up on their first day" Louis said. He was right. Damn, I hate it when he's right.
After a discussion, we decided to go shopping, before going to the park, which is what i had said in the first place, but that was us, i guess. I went to pack a bag for things to take: Zayn's pampers, a bottle for Zayn and one for Harry, a change of clothes for Zayn, etc.
When I went to the living room, Niall, Zayn and Louis were watching a cartoon, Niall sitting on the floor, leaning back against the couch, eyes closed, Zayn in Louis' lap, bouncing up and down, Louis looking like he was the one who was concentrating on the cartoon the most. Louis is such a child at heart.
"Is everyone here dressed?" I asked.
"Yes sir" Louis said, snickering. I glared at him.
"Yes sir" Niall said, going along with Louis' joke, which surprised me, but in a good way.
"Zayn?" I asked. Zayn looked up, smiling.
"Ni, is Zaynie ready?" Zayn asked, looking at him.
"Yeah buddy, you are" Niall laughed. Zayn looked back up at me, nodding his head. I smiled, going to look for Harry. I checked the kitchen, the garden, his bedroom, everywhere, before realising I had checked all over the house. Panic set in, my heart beating erratically. I went back into the living room.
"Guys, where is Harry" I asked, trying to stay calm.
"He's in the garden Li" Louis replied.
"No, I checked there, and I checked the whole house, but he wasn't there" I replied, terrified about where Harry could be.
"Come on, we have to look" Louis said, looking more anxious than me.
Soon enough, we were all searching the house, praying that he was somewhere in the house. If we don't find him, I don't know what i'm going to do.
Heyyyyyy, here is chapter 2a. I had to split this chapter up because it was going to be too long, oops aha. Where do you think Harry went? Why do you think he left? I would love some comments to see what you all think of the story so far :)