"Go sit in the car, I'll be out in a minute," Liam ordered as he pointed to the front door.
Zayn huffed and rolled his eyes as he stomped off.
Zayn slammed the car door as he got into the passenger seat. Just like a child would.
Shortly thereafter Liam came out of Niall's house with the triplets behind him. He silently buckled them into their car seats before getting into the drivers seat.
It was around five minutes into the silent ride that Zayn started to get annoyed with the silence.
"Where are we going?" Zayn asked.
"Somewhere safe. Are you going to apologize for your behavior?"
"I have absolutely nothing to apologize for."
"Then I don't want to hear you talk," Liam said as he focused back on the road.
"Dick," Zayn mumbled as he grabbed his phone out.
Liam looked over as Zayn took his phone out of his back pocket, "give me that," Liam said as he grabbed the phone from Zayn's hand.
"What the fuck?"
"Stop swearing in front of the triplets before I do spank you in front of them," Liam warned.
"Sure you would," Zayn chuckled while rolling his eyes.
"Try me Zayn," Liam threatened while looking over at his submissive.
Zayn huffed and crossed his arms while Liam pocketed his phone.
"You can get that back later."
"Whatever."
The car ride continued to Liam's mom's house silently. Zayn was too busy sulking in the passenger seat while the triplets were napping in the backseat and Liam was in his own world.
Liam knew he needed to have a conversation, alone, with Zayn. To figure out why he was behaving the way that he was and to also see how he is doing. Especially after having killed someone. He knows that there definitely is a correlation between what happened and Zayn's present attitude.
"Can you move to sit in the back please," Liam said as he pulled up to his mom's house.
"Seriously?" Zayn sighed as he slumped against the seat.
"Now Zayn."
Zayn rolled his eyes as he opened the door, closing it loudly behind him. He mumbled fuck you as he got into the backseat behind the triplets.
Liam sighed as he got out of the car to open the passenger side door for his mother. He had already informed her that he was on the way to get her.
"Hey baby, how are you?" Karen asked as Liam held the door open for her.
"Hi momma, I'm doing okay. How are you?"
"I'm doing just fine."
Liam gently closed the door before walking around to get in on the drivers side.
"Are these the little ones you were telling me about?" Karen questioned as she turned around in her seat to look at them.
"Yes ma'am."
"Such cute little babies," Karen cooed.
"Hey Zayn," she said when she finally noticed him.
Zayn continued looking at his lap, not even acknowledging Liam's mother. Zayn could feel eyes burning into his skull but he didn't care. If he was going to be treated like a child, sitting in the backseat, then he was going to act like one.
A couple hours later the six of them arrived to Liam's private jet. Once everyone was on and secured in the jet and they were able to get up, Liam took Zayn into the bedroom so they could talk. His mom offered to keep an eye on the littles.
