Like A Dream

Chapter 10

"Did you do all your homework?" Louis asked Harry with a raised eyebrow, staring intensely at the sub across the table at breakfast.

"Yes, Louis! I've told you at least a hundred times by now; I've done it all already!" Harry exclaimed, tugging his hair in frustration.

"Let's start the day off nicely, please," Zayn said in exasperation. "I'm sick of the bickering and Harry's sass."

Harry gaped. "So you're agreeing with Louis?! Zayn, you know I did my homework! You were in here while I did it!" Honestly, why are my Doms so ridiculous sometimes?

Zayn looked stern. "There was nothing wrong with him asking if you did your homework, even though he's already asked you. He just wanted clarification, and as your Dom, Harry, he has the right to want that. Understand?"

Liam and Niall watched on awkwardly, shoveling spoonfuls of eggs in their mouths.

The sub glared slightly at Zayn before he turned his attention towards the other two silent Doms. "Well? Aren't you going to contribute? Hmm?" He gave the men a sassy look.

"Hey," Louis interjected once more, "what's with you and all this sass today?"

"I'm not sassy," Harry grumbled, stabbing a piece of pancake and chewing on it obnoxiously. "You're just being unreasonable."

"Unreasonable," Louis echoed incredulously. He just shook his head and took the last bite from his toast before putting his dishes in the sink and announcing, "I need to head off now." He gave Harry a stern look. "Behave at school, Harold. Be a good boy." He pressed a kiss to Harry's curls before going to fetch his work clothes and head off. After a few minutes, they heard Louis call a final goodbye and the door open, then close.

"I don't want to go to school," Harry grumbled, just to annoy his Doms. It was, after all, a lie — he loved school, and he'd never not want to go.

"Oh? Then should we just pull you out of school completely?" Zayn raised an eyebrow.

"No!" Harry snapped. "Don't." He stood up, making sure his chair scraped the floor noisily, making both Liam and Niall jump in surprise at the loud noise. He rolled his eyes. "Liam, could you be any slower?"

"Enough. Follow me. I need to speak to you." Not giving him a chance to retort, Zayn placed a firm hand on the scruff of his neck and forcedly walked him into the living room. "You, young man, I don't know what's wrong with your attitude today. But I do need you to know that it needs to stop — preferably now, if you don't mind."

"Make me," Harry huffed, crossing his arms and rolling his eyes like an overdramatic teenager.

"Excuse me? Do you need some incentive?" Zayn questioned, "Because I'm more than willing to provide you with some. And you and I both know that Louis won't be happy to hear about this either once he comes back from work."

"Noooo," Harry whined. "Don't."

"I will if I have to."

Harry stomped his foot childishly. "Don't!" he shouted.

"Be a good boy for the rest of the day, and I won't," Zayn compromised with the irritated boy.

Harry didn't say anything — just wordlessly followed Zayn out of the room. Liam and Niall had cleared their plates and were seemingly ready for work, both men standing by the front door in their work attire.

"Let's go, Angel," Liam told Harry, motioning for the sub to grab his backpack before taking hold of his hand and leading him out the front door to their car.

"Didn't get to say bye to Zaynie and Ni Ni," Harry whined with a pout, giving Liam the most innocent look he could muster from the passenger seat.

"You'll see them when you get home," was all the Dom said, keeping his eyes on the road as he spoke. "No whining."