Forever My One Shots

Are You My Mum?

Zayn: 2 years old

Niall: 3 years old

Louis: 4 years old

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"Daddy, why Zayn not talk a lots?" Niall questioned while poking the boy's belly which only causes him to giggle.

"Because Zaynie's a baby, Ni. He's still learning a lot of words," Harry cooed as he sat down in between both boys.

"He only wears nappy at night time though?"

"Because your auntie did a very good job at potty training him like me and Papa did for you and Lou."

"But he still uses dummies and sleeps in a cot. That makes him a baby, right?"

"Not necessarily, Nialler. He's a baby because he's only two years old, and he sleeps in a cot because he's too small for a big boy bed. As for the dummies, he's just not quite ready to give those up yet."

"But I a big boy cause I three!"

"Yes you are! You're my big boy, now why don't we go on a walk to the park to see Louis' footie game? Papa is meeting us there" Harry asks and Niall quickly squeals before running off to slide on his sneakers. "Let's get you a little jacket, huh?" Harry cooed as he picked Zayn up who simply babbled in return.

Harry was quick to grab one of the boy's hoodies before sliding on his sneakers and situating him into the stroller. The three made their way down to the park not too far from their house, and Niall was quick to run off when Harry told him he could play in the playset.

"You can go play, too, Zaynie. I'll be sitting right here, babe," Harry said as he lifted the boy from the stroller and onto the ground. Zayn then waddled off to the playset and up onto the slide where he was quick to go down and then attempt to climb back up only to slip when he reached the halfway point. He kept doing this for a good ten minutes before he heard what sounded like a familiar voice.

As Zayn looked over to where he heard the voice, he saw a tall, skinny woman with long, light brown, and slightly curly hair walk by while talking on the phone. Now no one's quite sure if Zayn did this because he was just so young and couldn't tell or if he was missing his mother that much, but before anyone could even blink Zayn was running up to the woman.

"Mumma!" Zayn squealed as he chased after the woman, however, the lady kept walking and Zayn only began to run faster. "Mumma!" Zayn shouted once again as he hugged the woman's legs causing her to freeze in her spot.

"Hi, buddy, are you lost?" The woman asks as she crouches down to Zayn's eye level, and Zayn only feels the tears build in his eyes when he sees that his "mother" didn't recognize him.

"Mumma?" Zayn whimpered and the lady only cooed.

"Zayn! Zayn, come here right now! I am so sorry, he was playing on the playset and I looked away for a second and I didn't notice him running off. Was he bothering you?" Harry asked the woman as he picked the whimpering boy up.

"No, no don't worry. He confused me for his mum, it was a harmless mistake," the lady assured and Harry could only sigh at the statement.

"I'm really sorry again, c'mon Zaynie let's go back to Lou and Nialler," Harry cooed as he walked away from the woman he was waving at the little boy and Zayn only began to struggle in his grip. "Stop squirming, ZeeBub."

"Down, wan' mumma!" Zayn whimpered while trying to break free of Harry's arms but Harry only tightened his grip as he sat back down on the blanket he had brought for him and Liam to sit on when Louis' game started.