Sorry guys! I'm on my phone so I can't put any bold words!
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*Calum's POV*
Zayn and I decided to play some FIFA today while Eleanor was at work. But I'm getting really angry because he is wining. I never lose at this game so I automatically think he's cheating.
"Zayn! You're cheating!" I shouted at him as he scored another point. He rolled his eyes.
"I am not! You're just a sore loser." He remarked. That only angered me even more than I already was and I punched him in the stomach, watching as he doubled over in pain and clutching his stomach. He regained his breath and walked over to me, jumping on top of me and began to punch me. This lead to a knock-down drag-out.
The next thing I knew was we were being pulled away from each other.
I fight against the strong arms that are wrapped around me an wiggle my arms lose as my fist came in contact with Harry's jaw.
He grunted in pain and released me from his grip, grabbing his jaw. I saw hurt flash through his eyes as he turned and left the room. I was too angry to care.
I lunged forward tackling Zayn to the ground. I heard yelling for us to stop but I didn't care. I was pissed and Zayn is going to pay for that!
*Louis' POV*
I was taking a shower when I heard yelling. I sighed, figuring it was nothing, but oh how I was wrong. Someone burst through the bathroom door, I groan, peeking my head out of the shower and met with Luke and Nialls panicked gazes.
"Do you boys mind? I'm trying to take a shower!" I groan in frustration.
'Dad! Calum and Zayn are fighting!" Niall shouted. I felt my eyes go wide.
"And Harry got hit trying to stop them." Luke finished. I felt my blood boil with anger as I turned the shower knob off; me still covered in soap.
"Niall, can you please hand me my towel?" I questioned earning a 'yes sir' and he handed me my towel and exited the room followed my Luke.
I quickly get dressed, not wanting to waste anymore time before they kill each other. I speed walk into the living room and find the source of the yelling. I groan, feeling my eyes go wide as I dart to the two younger lads rolling around on the floor, punches flying everywhere.
I yank Zayn up from on top of Calum and deliver three harsh smacks to his backside, doing the same to Calum. They look at me with wide eyes and whimper.
"My room...noses in a corner..now!" I growl and watch them scurry out of the room. I turn my gaze to Ashton. "Where's Harry?" I asked, he looks down.
"He's locked himself in the bathroom, I've tried getting him out but it's no use." He answers, my heart starts racing. This is not good at all.
Harry has self harmed in the past due to bullying. There's no telling what he's doing now.
Before my mind has time to register to all of this, my feet carry me to the bathroom at a fast pace.
I stop in front of the bathroom door and reach for the doorknob but quickly stop as I hear choked sobs coming from inside. I feel my heart break as I listen to my oldest son crying this hard.
I snap back to reality and frantically jiggle the handle to the door.
"Harry! Open the door!" I shout as I hear another sob.
Silence.
"Harry please!" I begin pounding on the door louder.
More silence. Before I could even think, I kick the door down and glance around. My eyes land on a shadow on the other side I the shower curtain.
I slowly open it and felt my heart breaking even more. Harry was curled up in a ball sobbing louder than I've ever heard him cry before. My eyes wander to his bloody wrists and a tear escaped my eye and made its way down my cheek.
I gently pick him up and he buries his head in the crook of my neck and cried harder.
I walked out of the bathroom and into his and Ashton's room and sat on his bed, rocking us back and forth until his sobs subsided.
"Harry, why?" Was all I could manage to croak out as the tears began to flow freely down my face. Harry began crying once again as I rocked us.
He clung to my shirt, muttering apologies. I lift his chin up, his red, puffy eyes meeting mine.
"Sh, it's okay. You're not in trouble." I coo, getting up and walking back to the bathroom, setting him on the toilet and grabbing the first aid kit from under the sink to clean his wounds.
Once I'm finished I gently lay him in bed, covering him up watching his eyes drift shut.
I sigh, making my way back to my room to deal with Zayn and Calum.
Entering, I notice Zayn and Calum in separate corners as far away from each other as possible. I sigh; again, walking over to my closet, pulling out the thick wooden paddle with three holes in it. (A/N it's the same paddle that was used on Niall.)
I quietly sit on the bed, clearing my throat. The two boys whimpered from the corner.
"Zayn, come here." I said, sternly. I heard him gulp as he slowly turned around, eyes growing wide as he noticed the paddle sitting next to me on the bed.
"Daddy, please!" He pleaded. I shook my head and once he was in arms reached I pulled him over my lap.
I began raining harsh smacks by hand onto his protected bottom without warning. He jerked forward at the contact and grunted in pain.
I started a pattern; two left, two right, three middle, sit spots, upper thighs then lower thighs An repeated it five times.
I stopped and gripped the waste band of his trousers and he let out a sob as I tugged them down, leaving his boxers up. I began with my hand once again and repeated the same pattern three more times. Zayn began thrashing around, pleading for me to stop. He's sobbing but not heavily.
I hook my fingers around the waste band of his boxers slowly tugging them down to meet his trousers and picked up the paddle.
"Da-" he began but stopped and let out a loud scream as the paddle made contact with his bare bum. He began violently kicking his legs and I delivered five smack to his thighs, trapping his legs between mine.
SMACK "You do not," SMACK "Hit people!" SMACK "If I ever," SMACK "Catch it again," SMACK SMACK SMACK " This will feel like," SMACK "A love tap!" SMACK SMACK "Am I clear?!"
I lecture, earning a small 'yes sir'.
"Ten more, bud." I whisper into his ear and rain down ten of the hardest swats I'd ever given him he screamed out in pain and I slowly lifted him to sit in my lap, careful of his now bruised bottom.
He clung to my shirt, blubbering words that I can't make out.
"Sh, it's okay. Your forgiven," I whisper. We stay like this for about fifteen minutes before he finally calms down and I help him stand up and he kicks his jeans off and goes to pull up his boxers but I quickly stop him. "Corner." I said, pointing to the corner. He whimpered but obeyed, limping to the corner.
I sigh, "Come her, Calum." I said, sternly as he turned around and made his way over to me.
(A/N I'm not going into detail with Calum's spanking because it's the same as Zayn's.)
I pull the sobbing child into my lap, minding his sore bottom. He cries out apologies as I rock him.
"Sh, Calum. Even your breathing for me, your gonna make yourself sick. It's okay, you're forgiven" I coo l into his ear. About 20 minutes later his sobs reduced to occasional sniffles and I called Zayn over and cuddled them both until their eyes began to shut as they drifted off to sleep.
I lied them down in my bed; due to the fact I can't carry then both up the stairs, and covered them with the duvet, kissing their foreheads whispering a small 'I love you' before I exited the room, letting them sleep.
*Two hours later*
Both Calum and Zayn had woken up and apologized to everyone for their wild behavior earlier today and were forgiven by everyone.
The rest of the day was consisted of relaxing and and watching movies.
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Sorry it took so long. I've been extremely busy. Just found out some amazing news! -hmmm, should I tell y'all?! I think I will-
I just found out I am pregnant with my second child! Don't worry guys, I'm still gonna be updating I'm hoping to have another update up within two days!
Thanks, Kaylaa Xx 🍼👶