Keeping Up With One Direction 2

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FORTY FIVE: Female Dog Fashion

Liam had promised his Papa, promised, that he'd never use his fists for violence again - unless of course, he was defending the man's honor - after the Louis incident. 

He loved his Papa more than anything, even his truck and OG snakie, so breaking his promise wouldn't have been on Liam's to-do list, however, it was quickly rising as he gripped the chair tighter beginning to growl at the women fixing his hair when she "accidentally" bumped one his ears with the hairdryer.

Louis' ears flickered hearing the low snarl, he darts his gaze toward his younger brother quickly jumping from his chair, "Lee," he soothes grabbing his hand, "Louis what did I tell you about moving from that chair?" Zayn scolded smacking his backside, "Lee's sad!" Louis exclaimed glaring at the Papa that chastised him, he gestured to the chair once more, "I can handle Liam, you,  need to return to your chair so they can finish your hair. If I have to warn you again you're getting it." 

Deflating, Louis stands on his tiptoes kissing Liam's cheek before glumly returning to his chair with a scowl embedded on his features toward the woman who unceremoniously drug a hairbrush through his hair.

Zayn steps between the woman and Liam meeting his son's puppy eyes, "What's the issue?" tears well in the chocolate orbs, Zayn can see behind the fussiness his son was simply overstimulated, Liam never handled glam well.

Taking the boy's hands in his own he presses his lips to his knuckles, "You're being so brave right now," Zayn remarks, Liam tucks his chin to his chest with a sob escaping his lips, he didn't feel brave, and he didn't want to feel brave. Liam wanted to be left the hell alone.

The room was loud and busy, he couldn't hide in any of his father's sides, and Louis wasn't in reach, to make matters worse Liam didn't even get to play with his trucks before the glam squad showed up.

Harry's strolling through the room with Max asleep in his arms, "He's ready,  but he's not happy," he admits stroking his hair, when he RSVP'ed to the event, explaining that his whole family would be attending the outing, Harry immediately received a response asking what he needed to ensure that happened.

Clearly, this was the first big event since the silence from the family had them offering whatever they could to make sure things ran smoothly.

"Three," Niall starts narrowing his stare at his oldest, "Two," Louis huffs dropping the phone he had in his Baba's awaiting hand, "I need you on your best behavior today," the eldest hybrid whines, he had wanted to be on his worst behavior today.

"Go see daddy," Niall commands seeing Harry combing through the outfit selections, Louis starts to trudge over when he sees the man grab a bowtie, quickly he turns on his heel securing his arms around Niall, "No baba! I-I no wanna go!" 

Liam sits with his cheeks soaked sucking a pacifier, he's dressed in a matching navy blue suit like Louis, bowtie and all, the older hybrid has also sobbed before being placed on the sofa with a threat of a repeat if he moved, Harry's the last one to add a dressed Max in navy blue overalls between the two brothers, "I just want some pictures, than we can go," 

Using a wet wipe to dry his babies tears, he does the same to Louis shushing them both, "I don't know why you're both so grumpy but this was supposed to be a fun day," Louis rolls his eyes, "No fun," he argues, Harry frowns adjusting the boys bowtie, "Fans will be so excited to see you." 

"No fans," Louis continues, Harry sighs taking Louis' chin in his hand, "I can't talk to you if you close up," Knowing his Daddy was attempting to soothe him, Louis sniffles using his sleeve to wipe his tears. "I-I 'jus don't wa-wanna go,"