Baby "Jayn"

"Pinky pwomishe!"

Chapter 43
{Zayn}

Zayn's ears perked up and he snapped his head towards Niall. "What?"
Niall smiled a small smile. "Don't worry, we won't be gone long. Just a few recordings and stuff."
"But-but..." Zayn felt his chest tighten. He didn't want to be left alone. He wanted to join them, why couldn't he?
"Jayn ish going with ywou." Zayn said firmly, not watching go anymore. He didn't care whether Tom caught Jerry or not. He was upset, really upset. It would be so boring to stay at home doing nothing with the only people keeping him company being Ziam and Roar.
"Zayn." Louis said gently, which was actually a first. "You won't be alone, you'll have Sophia to look after you. She'll babysit you. I'm sure you two will come off well."
Zayn scrunched his nose. "Jayn doeshn't want a babysittew. Am not a baby." He pouted. "Pweashe, Jayn wantsh to come. Jayn won't be annoywing, pinky pwomishe."
He held out his pinky finger, but no one took it.

Zayn's heart sank as he lowered his hand, they were going to make him stay at home. They had already decided.
"You're not annoying. Sophia is going to be here in about an hour, and she'll call us if something is wrong." Liam said, smiling softly. Zayn frowned and looked away. "Jayn doeshn't want to be home alone."
"Zayn."
"No." Zayn's lower lip trembled. "Jayn doeshn't want to shtay with Shophia. What if the houshe fallsh? What if thewe ish a thief? What if Jayn huwts himshelf?" He shook his head, clutching Ziam tightly. "Pweashe?"
"Zayn, this is important."
"Jayn will be a good boy." He pressed. He held out his pinky finger and grabbed Louis' big hands, intertwining the two fingers. "Pinky pwomishe!"
Louis smiled weakly. "Mhmm."
"Sho Jayn can come?" Zayn asked excitedly. 

"Next time." Liam promised, giving him a soft kiss on the forehead. Zayn pushed him away, climbed on the couch and continued watching tv, a big scowl on his face.
"Are you mad?" Niall asked with a sigh.
"Yesh."
"Zayn, it won't be for long. We'll come back before you know it."
Zayn crossed his arms stubbornly. The boys shuffled and disappeared upstairs to change except Niall. "What if we bring ice cream?" he said with a grin, and Zayn shook his head. "Bwing Jayn."
"Is it something you want to eat?" Niall asked, and Zayn turned to look at him. "Nawiall, can't Jayn come with ywou? Pweashe. What did Jayn do? Pwomishe Jayn won't be annoywing. Jayn will not talk, shleep, only listen to Nawiall, Loueh, Leeyum, and Hawwy!"
Niall swallowed and shook his head. "I want to take you with us, but we can't. It's going to be a busy day, you'll only be bored. You'll have more fun at home, I promise."
Zayn pulled his knees up to his chest and continued to watch tv. "Jayn doeshn't like ywou."

"That's a very rude thing to say."
Zayn nodded. "It ish."
"And you mean it?"
Zayn nodded. "Yesh."
Suddenly Niall's hands began to tickle his sides and Zayn let out a giggle as he squirmed away. "Shtop Nawiall, Am mad at ywou!"
"You were being mean to me!" Niall said as he tickled Zayn. He began to leave wet and sloppy kisses on Zayn's forehead and cheeks. Zayn grimaced, holding up his hands to protect himself, but Niall began to kiss them too!
Zayn laughed, trying to kick him away. "Mah hands awe wet, Nawiall!"
Niall made a goofy face at him, his arms on either side of Zayn, threatening to tickle him further. Zayn kept a serious face, turning his head towards tv. It didn't last long though, Niall beginning to prep wet kisses on his neck and Zayn groaned, pushing his big face away with his tiny hands.

"Say you didn't mean it." Niall grinned, tickling him again. Zayn squealed, trying to push Niall off of him. "Owkay, Jayn didn't mean it. Jayn lovesh ywou, not hate ywou!"
"That's better." Niall chuckled as he stood up and Zayn wiped his face. He narrowed his eyes at Niall, beginning to tickle his sides. "Spiderman attack!" Zayn yelled, but Niall just laughed at his attempt. By the time Zayn had given up, the boys had already arrived downstairs. Harry looked up from his phone and gave Zayn a small smile. "What happened to you? You seem out of breath." Zayn poked Niall's chest. "Nawiall wash being mean."
"Zayn was being mean." Niall replied, and Zayn shook his head. "But Jayn shaid love ywou and Nawiall didn't."
"Well then. I love you too." Niall said, and Zayn grinned crookedly. He hugged Niall's middle tightly. The lad smelled of fresh apples and a little perfume. "Dwon't  go." Zayn whispered, and Niall ruffled his hair. "You won't even notice it."