Liam&Zayn
"I think Zayd and Zaria are planning something," Zayn said as he walked into Liam's office.
"What do you mean?"
"Each time I go near them they instantly stop talking or when they do talk it's in hushed whispers so whatever they are saying can't be understood," Zayn explained.
"Eh, they're teenagers what do you expect?" Liam responded while focusing on his phone.
"Who are you and what have you done with Liam?" Zayn slammed his hands down on Liam's desk, confused as to why his fiancé wasn't taking this seriously.
"What?" Liam's eyes were still glued to his cellphone.
"First put the fucking phone down so we can have a conversation. You are acting way to laid back about this."
Liam snapped his head up when he heard Zayn swear at him. "Excuse you? Would you like to repeat that?"
"Well it got your attention didn't it," Zayn said smugly.
"Now, why are you being so laid back about what I said?"
"They have accused us of keeping them sheltered, when we are just keeping them safe. If they want to go out and explore the world or just up and leave. I am not going to stop them anymore. They are going to be eighteen soon, so let them figure the world out on their own," Liam said as he crossed his arms across his chest.
"Why do I not believe you. You know what they're doing don't you?"
"Not in the slightest clue. And quite frankly I don't really care. I would hope if they end up in trouble they will have the brains to call either one of us or one of their uncles. And if not, that's on them."
Zayn rolled his eyes as he sat down on Liam's desk, still not believing him.
"Go close and lock the door babyboy, then come kneel next to daddy," Liam ordered as he pushed himself away from his desk.
Zayn quietly did as told. Once he was kneeling next to his daddy, Liam pushed his head so that it was laying on his thigh. He ran his fingers through his baby's hair, feeling Zayn relax against him.
"How are you feeling baby?" Liam asked as he continued to run his fingers through Zayn's hair.
"Like you don't care."
"What do you mean? I don't care about what?"
"You don't care about the triplets."
"I do, I care about the triplets dearly. But it's obvious me laying them out on the floor or whooping their asses isn't working. So therefore we have no real choice but to let them run off and deal with any consequences on their own. I've been in contact with Harry and Niall. They both know that if the triplets end up in the states to just keep an eye on them. Not to watch them but just look out for them. You know damn well if something were to happen to any of them, I'd be the first person on the way to them. So do not tell me I don't care about them."
"Sorry, I'm just annoyed. I didn't think them being teenagers was going to be so fucking difficult. I understand they are almost adults but they don't know how the world works. And now Zia is just in the middle of it, who knows where she is. Or if she is even safe. This is not how I had imagined things to be, it's stressful," Zayn explained.
"I understand baby, we are trying to do our best though. One day they'll realize it. But until then we just have to deal with it one day at a time."
*A/N:
Haii there!!!
I am going to try and get chapters longer as we continue on.
The triplets will be together again soon. Very soon.
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