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Three times the trouble (1)

Decided to republish this old fav! 

Zayn: Daddy

Sidney: Mummy

Liam: 6

Niall, Louis and Harry: 4

Liam was excited when he found out that his mummy was pregnant.

 It made his heart flutter and his insides tingle. 

All of his cousins were big brothers and sisters, and it seemed like a ton of fun, Liam couldn't help but feel left out, feeling like he was missing out on something. When Zayn and Sidney announced to Liam that he was going to be a big brother, they thought he would have the worst possible reaction- imagine their surprise when the little two-year-old squealed and even cried tears of joy.

The two-year-old didn't know how to feel when one baby turned into two, and two babies turned into three, he was even more excited that he would be a big brother to three siblings. When his little brothers were finally born, that's when Liam started to lose interest.

He thought that he'd be able to play with them right away, but he couldn't. He learned that babies were very delicate and that anything could hurt them- Liam wasn't even allowed to carry his brothers! Even his cousins were allowed! (Granted his cousins were teenagers and obviously understood how to be very careful, but when Liam's cousins were allowed to do something, Liam automatically wanted to the same).

Louis.

Niall.

Harry.

When the boys were two, Liam had trouble telling them apart- granted he was only four years old. He knew that Harry had green eyes, it wasn't rocket science, but Louis and Niall had blue eyes and brown hair- they looked a lot alike and Liam would always mix them up, causing them to go into fits.

Now Liam was six years old and his little brothers were four- if he had to be honest, he was pretty much tired of them now. Liam never wanted to play with them- they had each other, and Liam was all too used to doing things on his own now. He was already in first grade, and he was rather independent. He never really needed his daddy's help or his mummy's help. Harry, Niall, and Louis did.

This is what made Liam jealous. He understood that all he needed to do was ask for help or to climb on his parent's lap and cuddle them to get attention, but in his eyes, he was six years old. He was too old to be doing that, but that never really stopped him from wanting attention from his parents. What Liam hated the most was that Louis seemed to understand that Liam would get jealous because he'd only ever hug his parents when Liam was there and would give him a smug grin.

"Leeeum," Harry called out.

If Liam had, to be honest, he's always had a soft spot for Harry. He felt kinda bad for the lad, Louis and Niall were literally spitting images of each other while Harry was left out. Louis and Niall had blue eyes and brown hair while Harry had green eyes, brown hair, and dimples. Louis and Niall always leave Harry out of their games (unintentionally of course), but it didn't make it hurt any less for the lad. Harry was also born five minutes after Louis and Niall.

Louis was born, and about a minute later, Niall was also born, Harry stayed there for a while before he finally decided to come out.

"Yeah, Haz?" Liam asked.

Harry looked down shly at his fingers, "Do you want to play with me?"

Liam looked up hesistantly, knowing that anything he says could set Harry off, "Why don't you go play with Louis and Niall?"