Keeping Up With One Direction 2

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Beach Vacation: All is Fair in Love and War

Shaking up a bottle of formula Harry narrows his stare to the oldest Stylin that had laid down on the floor saying he was going to play with Harley when really it looked as if he was sleeping.

Handing the bottle to Max, Harry strolls over frowning when his suspicion was confirmed. Kneeling down he places his lengthy fingers on Louis' hip beginning to tickle him seeing the boy snap awake with forceful giggles mixed with whines, "I told you if you didn't sleep last night you'd be tired today, didn't I?"

"Daddy," Louis mewls curling into himself, "Why are you even laying on the floor?"

"I-I was 'pettin Harley," Louis mumbles sleepily, Harry rolls his eyes scooping the boy into his arms patting his backside, "Then you should notice that Harley is outside, you're petting her dog bed," Amused by his son's antics he sits him in a chair grabbing his shoes, "Don't take these off, you can sleep on the plane," Zayn enters the room with a dressed Liam who swore he'd be on his best behavior for the entire trip because he'd caused his daddies enough stress these last few days.

"One of my babies is bright-eyed and bushy-tailed," Harry coos squeezing Liam's cheeks in passing, "Will you start taking bags to the car?" He calls handing Zayn the keys to his SUV, "Yessir, c'mon Lou, help Papa," The hybrid groans tugging at his hair, "I-I no 'ant too," he just wanted to sleep, anytime before seven AM was just too early for the hybrid, especially when his Daddy allowed him to stay up and finish his favorite Scooby-Doo Movie.

Zayn lifts the boy off the chair setting him on his hip, he grabs his chin staring at his face curiously, "I don't see it," He mumbles, "See what?" Harry questions beginning to look too, "It must be written,"

"W-what?" Louis asks concerned Liam had drawn on his face again when he was asleep, "Where I asked if you wanted to help or not, is it written on Papa's head? Or Dada's head?" Harry slaps Zayn's backside, "Be nice, he's just tired," He jokes, Louis rolling his eyes as he rubs his face, "No words on my face Papa," Louis growls, Zayn nods, "I know there isn't, so when I ask you to do something, you say 'yes Papa',"

Harry trails Zayn to the SUV with Max in his arms, Liam following him, "Let's get everyone buckled," In the back row was Louis' car seat, Zayn helping buckle him in first pecking his nose after he tapped it, before getting Liam secured in the car seat next to him, "Do you want to watch a movie?" the hybrid nods excitedly puckering his lips for a kiss as well, "'Ooby Doo!" he begs, all three hybrids finding the older cartoon addicting here recently.

"Okay Papa will play scooby doo, Lou don't fall asleep until we're on the plane,"

Harry snaps Max into place placing his pacifier between his lips pushing his hair from his face smiling sweetly at the blue eyes that reminded him of Niall's.

When the hybrids were settled in the car, Zayn rounds to the driver's side where Harry stood staring at the house, "Is he coming?"

"I don't know," Harry admits his eyes never leaving the guest room window, "Did you talk to him this morning?" Zayn asks meeting his husband's gaze, "No," he replies, "He made it clear yesterday he wasn't ready,"

Wrapping his arm around Harry, Zayn pulled him close pressing his lips to the man's temple, "We'll be okay-"

"We don't know that," Harry interjects tears pooling in his emerald orbs, Zayn sighs, "I know I'm not going anywhere," With a final glance to the house, Zayn gets in the driver's seat, Harry lingering wishing Niall would burst through the front door any second with his bags in hand and signature smile on his lips.

Zayn rolls down the window after a few minutes, "H, we're going to be late," Harry chews his bottom lip shaking his head, "I-I can't do this-"

"Harry get in the car we're going to be late!" Niall shrieks running out the door with his suitcase in hand, "I overslept, I didn't have your eight alarms to wake up to," the man muses. Harry feels himself exhale in relief, he laughs pulling him in for a hug kissing him, "T-thank you, thank you," he cries, Niall squeezes him in return, "We're okay, I'm sorry I scared you," ruffling Harry's curls, Niall pecks his lips before getting in the passenger seat waving at all his babies, "Who's ready for the beach?!"

Hearing two uproars of joy, Niall furrows his eyebrows, "Is Louis asleep?"

"Lewis!" Both Harry and Zayn scold in unison, "Bubba don't sleep yet, you won't sleep on the plane and you'll be grumpy the rest of the day." Harry remarks shaking Louis' thigh to wake him, the hybrid fussing as he kicks the seat in front of him, "No!"

Sighing, Harry turns back facing the front of the car as Zayn begins driving, he watches his family in the rearview mirror, God, he thought, I'm ready for the beach, but, Is the beach ready for us?

>Back to the good times...hopefully ;)

>What does this family have in store for the beach? Leave some prompts/ideas below!

>All the love, Emma :)