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Thirty Two: Beach Vacay - Day 1

It wasn't easy being the oldest Stylin brother.

It also wasn't a breeze being the middle Stylin brother.

And Max thought for sure he had the most demanding job as the youngest Stylin brother.

Harry would say he was the most involved of the fathers.

Zayn proclaimed that he was the go-to parent.

Niall admitted that his boys favored him most.

It was as if you could say there was a missing sense of uniqueness in the Stylin household, everyone was trying to find their place, and what better way than on a much-needed, highly anticipated spur-of-the-moment beach vacation?

Yes, it would be a fine place to find where all the pieces of a puzzle fit together - that being if the puzzle was even made to fit together. However, by the end of the six-day trip, Harry believed his family puzzle pieces were misfits from different boxes.

Day One:

After a less than fun plane ride with three hybrids, Harry wanted to shed a tear of happiness when he sees the house they had booked for the trip in sight. He was growing anxious during the car ride to the house, his eldest hybrid taking the time to explain everything he wanted to do on the trip.

Sharply inhaling Harry meets the oceanic eyes of his baby, "Lou, that's great, hun. I hope we can do all that and more, but tonight let's just eat and take a nap before we do any exploring." This was Harry's first of many wrong things to say.

Zayn's head turned the minute the dreaded word left his husband's mouth, he sits in the passenger seat his hazel eyes locking onto Niall's wide ones when he hears the string of complaints flood the car.

"I-I no 'anna nap!" Louis cries, Max already upset from the trauma of the plane ride begins sobbing as well, "N-o-no-no" 

Liam however, sweet, angelic Liam, sits in his car seat silent. He didn't need to give his parents another reason to hate him more than they already did. He didn't think he could ever forget his Baba calling him a "problem", or how upset it made his daddy to hear it. 

While he'd been given nothing but cuddles and hugs since the incident, he still felt unloveable. Sons that deserved love didn't hit their brothers, in Liam's opinion.

Harry groans at the uproar over a "nap", he smacks Louis' thigh readying his hand to show him he'd do it again if he didn't settle, "You are this close to not doing anything fun today, you need a nap, you refused to sleep on the plane-"

"Max not stop crying!" Louis returns hatefully, it was as if his fathers thought he didn't want to sleep on the plane. Louis would've loved to sleep, but it was hard to do when your dumb little brother wouldn't stop screaming.

Niall shushes the boy, "Apologize to daddy, right now," he growls grabbing Max's pacifier from the car floor, Louis huffs crossing his arms, "why?" 

Zayn that had been watching the whole time gasps at the question, he didn't think his kids had ever asked why when told to apologize. It was alarming to him that Louis felt bold enough to ask why.

Liam's eyes widen at his brother's reply as well, he sees Louis' once defiant demeanor flatten as his arms uncross, he sinks lower into his booster seat dropping his chin to his chest, "S-sorry," he mumbles softly.