Yellow.

The Boys.

had too much with this idea, had to share with you lovely people x

As a mother of four children with extremely strong personalities, Iman finds herself needing to sneak off and hide from the world.

The children are amazing and her husband is nearly perfect. It's great. Really. But sometimes, the human side of her gets loud and she just needs a break.

Right now, Ryan is close to getting a confirmed Autism diagnosis and his attachment to her is a little unhealthy. He can't stay five minutes without the grabby hands coming out and aching for his mother.

Nobody is allowed to hold him. He screams a shit ton when his sisters decide to tackle him or use him as a human doll for whatever they're planning.

Inheriting his parents' thick hair, he doesn't like to get hair cuts and he'd rather use his honey curls as a curtain from the world.

His huge grey eyes filled with wonder and questions are still terrified of this very neurotypical world. It was a perfect miracle when Iman was able to book a solo weekend getaway by getting Ashton and Daya to spend time with Ryan.

It was a random moment of the little boy showing affection for his auntie and wanting to spend the weekend with her and her partner.

Iman didn't question it and Harry happily agreed to watching the girls for the weekend.

Even better, Myra is away on football camp and the two little princesses seem to be easy to handle. So, he believes.

Luckily, on the day Iman whisked herself away, the gang showed up to watch a football match and Aidan employed himself as the Iman representative. His tall frame hunched a little bit as he took down notes in his floral notepad and dragged his eyebrows together in deep concentration.

Louis thought he was being dramatic and Iman appreciated his concern.

The plan was for Iman to get the girls ready for a party that weekend but they were fast asleep as their mother snuck off to a cottage just outside London.

Harry promised to handle styling their hair and taking care of everything, after all he's done that with Myra in the past. He has also attempted styling Neesa here and there, nothing serious.

Except, the older they get the thicker their very mixed hair type gets.

With some time to spare before the match, the lads chill out in the living room with Aidan quietly in a different corner, silently observing all of them chat.

Soft footsteps sound and they look up to see Neesa and Liv hurrying down the stairs, holding hands. Liv has instantly caught up to Neesa in speech and she's already extremely chattier.

Neesa has mellowed down from her chaotic self to basically being the neurotypical version of Harry. Shy and charming. She's the only one who inherited his slur and stutter in speech, along with the dimples and basically the same face.

Liv is her mother's daughter, from the smile to witty nature. To be fair, the Styles' kids had fun with their DNA arrangement.

Myra decided to become a mini Linda with her looks, Neesa and Ryan chose to basically become Harry's clones, and Liv stayed loyal to Iman.

Harry smiles as his girls rush over to him with their hair wild and excited.

"Papaaaaa," Liv chants, climbing him and attacking his face with kisses.

"St-stooooop," Neesa whines, attempting to shove her off.

"Calm down," Louis rushes to hold Neesa back and Liv shoots her a warning glare.