Forever My One Shots

Repeating History?

Zayn: 17 years old (Junior)

Niall: 18 years old (Senior)

Louis: 19 years (in Uni but still slightly mentioned)

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It was Saturday night when the Payne family got one of the biggest scares of their life. It was almost funny, though, how perfect the day started out. It was February 15 also known as the day Zayn would be playing in his third consecutive national title game for hockey.

"Zayn, you up yet, baby?" Harry asks as he walks into the teens room only to see him laid out on top of his covers- clad in only boxers- while an abundance of text books and papers surround him. Harry could hardly hold back a coo as he looked at his little boy. It was so crazy to think that the once scared, shy child was now one of the loudest and most involved kids in his school. Including in the academic department.

"Zee, time to get up. You already missed breakfast," Harry cooed as he began to rub Zayn's bare back.

"Hm, morning, Uncle Haz," Zayn says with a yawn before rolling over to find a pillow, however, since he fell asleep in the opposite position he just kept rolling until he fell off the bed cause he couldn't grasp a pillow.

"Well looks like I don't have to do much to get you up now," Harry says while laughing.

"Good to know that you laugh at my pain!" Zayn jokingly pouts and Harry just rolls his eyes before helping the still shorter than him boy stand.

"Uncle Liam has your lunch ready downstairs. Go on and eat up before you have to go down to the arena for interviews and warmups."

And with that Zayn quickly makes his way out of the room and down towards the kitchen where Liam has two sandwiches and a side of potato salad on a plate for Zayn. He claimed the boy needed the carbs for tonight's big game.

So Zayn was quick to scarf down the sandwiches and side dish before downing a gallon of water before running back up to his room to change into some athletic wear, leaving Harry left shocked. He just couldn't believe the boy that two years ago had to be forced fed was now eating like he had been starved for days.

Zayn managed to get changed relatively quick and before Harry could even stop to wish him goodluck, the boy was out the door and jumping into the new car he had just bought himself. It was a couple years old and sometimes he had to shimy the key a bit to get the engine to start up, but to him the car was perfect in every way, shape, and form.

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"You going to the party tonight?" Danny asks as Zayn reenters the locker room from doing a few press interviews.

"Only if we win and I don't want to think that far ahead yet. I'm only focusing on the first quarter right now," Zayn said as he threw off his shirt before beginning to add the layer upon layer of protective gear.

"Alright, boys, huddle up!" Leo shouts as he enters the room before pulling the white board over to the center of the room. From there the man begins to go over a few plays as well as the other teams usual strategy. He reminded them that this is only a game and he tells them that they've had a hell of a season and no matter the outcome he'll still be proud. So with a last few words from Zayn, as captain, the team does a quick huddle break before running out onto the ice to start up the game.

Zayn does his normal fifteen, uninterrupted, warm-up before looking around the arena to lock eyes with Harry. When the boy does he's quick to skate over to the group, only to see Louis along with them.

"Louis, you came!" Zayn happily shouts as he side hugs the boy.

"Of course I came! What kind of person would I be if I didn't?!" Louis asks in an appalled manner.