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Zayn blinked his eyes, seeing who was waiting outside their security gates sitting on the bonnet of the car.
He was coming back from picking the boys from school, with Mary following behind with the girls.

"Jackson?"

Zayn motioned for Mary to carry on and park in the driveway, while he pulled to a stop. Mason was out of the car like a lightning, jumping on Jackson excited.

There were hugs all around as Elijah and Leo also got out of the car and his girls came to join the group hug. Zayn was pleasantly surprised to see him, he knew Liam was coming but he hadn't expected him this early or to bring Jackson. He stood watching, waiting his turn as his kids fuss over Jackson, before telling the girls and Leo to go change for their party at Louis's.

"You didn't drive yourself here, did you, Jay?" Zayn questioned as there was no sign of Liam. Surely Jackson wouldn't have driven himself not, at fifteen, he couldn't by law, as grown as he looked. "Where's your father?"

"I didn't drive myself uncle Zee, and dad needed to pee." Jackson replied resuming his original position on the bonnet, after saving the best for last, hugging his favourite uncle.

"He's not pissing in my backyard, is he?" Zayn asked looking around as if Liam will come out of the bushes, pulling up his zipper.

"How is he going to take a piss in our backyard, the gates were closed?" Elijah asked, sitting by Jackson on the bonnet, "He's probably pissing at uncle Lou's backyard. Isn't it, Jay?"

Jackson chuckled softly looking so much like his dad Liam. Zayn raised a brow as Mason went as far as not standing between Jackson's legs, which were slightly apart, but sat on him, with his arms around Jackson's neck, while the latter had his arms wrapped around Mason's body. If he didn't know them, the position had more than friendly behaviour all over it, however he knew the two always acted like that with each other, and it was innocent. How many times had he, himself sat on Liam's lap and was fed by him.

"Oh my word, tell me he's pissing at uncle Lou's?" Elijah asked again, a smile on his face. "Please, please tell me he's christening tneir backyard-"

"Can you stop saying pissing, please, everyone thank you." Mason said, tucking his hair behind his ears.

"That word sounded dirty coming out of your mouth." Jackson brushed a strand of unruly hair off Mason's forehead. "Your hair has grown. It's like uncle Haz's when it used to be longer-" he looked at Elijah, "pissing coming out of your mouth though is just, get the mop and bucket filthy."

Elijah pretended to be offended before wetting his pinkie and stuck it in Jackson's ear in retaliation.

"That was disgusting, Elijah." Mason said slapping Elijah's hand. "Baba, tell him to go wash his hands."

Zayn who was stood watching them, Jackson pulling Mason closer to him looked as possessive as when Harry does it to him, but he shook that off as learned behavior, the boys grew up watching how as their parents interact with their each other.

"How about you tell me where your father is, Jay?" Zayn asked instead as Elijah started leaning on Jackson too.
He had to admit the three of them that close was cute.

"Oh, yeah. We were waiting for you, when your neighbour came to tell us you were gone for the school run. She told us what time you'll be back, like she's the neighbourhood watch or something, but then dad asked if he could use her bathroom. She said yes, and then they were gone. I've been waiting ever since." Jackson took a deep breath when he finished explaining, he talked as fast as Liam.

"Why didn't you go wait at uncle Louis's?" Zayn asked almost whining knowing he would have to go rescue Liam from the neighbour he knew could only be busybody Janet who can't stop talking to save her life.

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