We were gone shopping for 6 1/2 hours! The boys insisted we go to every shop and they bought almost everything they thought looked good. We'd gone to a baby shop and they got a ton of new clothes for Kale. Most of his clothes consisted of stripes, plaid, polos, varsity jackets, blazers, khakis, chinos, and beanies because he was "going to be a baby version of One Direction." I was also being trained on how to dress my own child.
We pulled up to the boys' house and the boys grabbed all the bags, refusing to let me help.
"Just get Kale," they'd said. I rolled my eyes, boys.
When we got in the boys were in three separate rooms. Niall and Liam were in the kitchen putting away Kale's formula, Zayn was in what would be Kale's room after he got done painting it, deciding what would be best to put on the walls, and Harry and Louis were going between what would be my room, when Zayn was done with it, and Kale's room putting away our clothes.
"I can do that, boys," I said.
"We know you can, Lyric, but we are going to. We're separating your stuff, both yours and Kale's, into five groups. Mine, Louis', Liam's, Niall's, and Zayn's," Harry told me.
I rolled my eyes and shook my head, "I'm going to make dinner then," I told them.
I walked into the kitchen and Liam took Kale. I looked at him like 'WTF?' and he smiled, "I heard you tell Harry and Louis that you were making dinner. I'll keep an eye on Kale and feed him for you," he told me.
I smiled, "Thank you, Liam."
"No problem," he said and walked out of the kitchen.
I got out all the ingredients I'd need for baked chicken. I was going to prepare a salad and a desert to go with it.
I reached up on my tippy toes to try to get a big bowl for the salad, but I was too short. I was about to grab a chair when arms reached up from behind me and got the bowl.
"Here," he said.
I turned around. "Thank you, Harry," I said blushing a bit.
He smiled, "No problem. Can I help you?" he asked.
"Nope, I've got it," I said.
"Okay." he said. He grabbed a water out of the fridge and walked back to the living room.
I carried on with dinner, chopping up some lettuce for salad when I cut my finger, "Oh! God! Ahhh!" I screamed. The lads came rushing into the kitchen, Harry in front and Louis in back with Kale.
"What's wrong?" Harry asked coming up to me.
"I cut my finger," I said, holding it under the water. Kale started crying in Louis' arms. "Kale, baby, mommy's okay," I said, calmly.
He started to quiet down and Harry stared at me for a second before turning back to my hand. "Let me see it," he said and I did. He examined it closely and sighed in relief. "It won't need stitches or a hospital visit, a couple Band-Aids will do," he said looking at me. I smiled and nodded, showing I understood. "Li, get me the First Aid kit, please?" Liam brought him the kit and the rest of the boys left the room.
Harry picked me up and set me on the counter. He pulled out the rubbing alcohol and I held onto the sleeve of his shirt with my uninjured hand as he rubbed the cut clean. I hissed and he murmured an apology and I quickly assured him I was fine. He placed a total of five bandages on my finger and kissed it better. Then he made me go into the living room as he finished dinner.
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