Baby "Jayn"

"Bwack cwawon"

Chapter 68
{Zayn}

Zayn turned to the next page. He was currently busy with his coloring book, now moving onto Superman. Everybody seemed to be asleep in the house, except for Maria who was making breakfast. Zayn grabbed his black crayon and scratched it against Superman's hair only to have it suddenly break from the middle. His face turned into a mortified one as he looked down at the two pieces. He'd used it so many times on Batman, it couldn't break now. Zayn tried to color with one of the pieces but it was so small and he ended up breaking it too. Zayn stood up quickly from his lying positing on the carpeted floor. This couldn't be happening, he was supposed to color Superman's hair black!
He tried to think of a solution, but nothing popped in his head and he started to panic. That was until he felt a lightbulb go up in his head. Zayn looked up for confirmation whether there was a lightbulb or not as he smiled. He knew exactly where he could get black color pencils.

He walked up the stairs, color book clutched in his hand as he crept up to the end of the hallway. He stood in front of the door to the room that he'd been in yesterday for the first time. Niall said it was an extra room for guests so it was called a guest room. Zayn pushed at the door but it was shut and he stood up on his tiptoes, pulling the handle down. The door opened and he smiled wider, pushing it open. He peeked inside, noticing two people fast asleep on the large double bed. He could make out Gemma's hair sprawled on the pillow from where he stood and he sneaked inside, not wanting to wake them up. Zayn then walked over to the dressing table and grabbed the edge, standing up on his tiptoes. He scanned the top, eyes landing on exactly what he wanted. He grabbed the black pencil, also ending up knocking a red tube. The tube rolled over the edge of the table and fell on his nose before falling to the floor. Zayn's eyes widened and he turned around, but luckily Gemma and Harry's mum were still sleeping.

He grabbed the tube from the floor and ran out the door, making his way towards his room. As he passed Liam's room, he peeked inside. He hadn't seen Liam in a long time and he was happy to see that Liam was asleep, duvet clutched tightly in his grasp and hair disheveled. Zayn turned around and walked into his room, sitting down on the carpet. He uncapped the black color pencil and stared at it before using it to color Superman's hair. It was perfect! Zayn grinned as he managed to color all of Superman's hair in the spam of five minutes, deciding to head downstairs to complete the rest of the suit. That's when his eyes landed on the tube on the floor. Zayn rubbed his nose and narrowed his eyes at it. It had fallen on his nose. He picked it up snd couldn't help but find a way to open it. Even after uncapping it, there was nothing in it. Zayn glanced down at it, light illuminating bright red color.
His face scrunched up as he tried to remember what Gemma had used this as. What was this thing again?

⚽️⚽️⚽️⚽️Louis⚽️⚽️⚽️⚽️

Louis stumbled down the stairs, stretching his arms above his head. He headed into the kitchen expecting Zayn and someone else awake, but Maria was the only one there, apparently making scrambled eggs.

"Good Morning, dear," she said with a smile. Louis greeted her back, plopping down on a chair and rubbing his bare arms. "Anyone else awake?" he asked, stifling a yawn.

"Zayn's awake, he's playing in the living room. I'm making these for him, but do you want some too?"

Louis shook his head. "No thanks, I'll stick to some cereal." He yawned again, covering his mouth. "Zayn's not in the living room though, so he's probably upstairs in his room."

Maria chuckled. "I guess he gets lonely sometimes in such a big house."

Louis sighed, looking down at his hands. "Yeah, I guess he does."

One of the main reasons that he wanted Zayn to start in kindergarten, was to make some friends with people of his age. As Maria placed a plate of scrambled eggs on the island, Louis mused, "do you think we should send him to a kindergarten?"

Maria thought for some time. "Depends. Maybe for a few hours would be good, he'll have a lot of fun once he gets used to it." She shrugged. "Maybe around promotion week would be good."

Louis nodded, starting to feel quite adamant on the whole thing. Sure Zayn would be angry in the start, but he'd get used to it once he got to know the people there. Besides, if there was one thing they could do, it was raise him properly.

Maria went outside and called on Zayn, telling him breakfast was ready. Louis pushed himself off the chair and made himself some cereal, mixing the three boxes (even Zayn's), and pouring some milk in the bowl. He heard footsteps rush downstairs and turned around with a smile. What he saw made him stop chewing, mouth falling open. Zayn grinned at him, waving. "Good Mowning!"

The toddler's lips were bright red, the same red adorned his cheeks in streaks and even a smiley face was drawn under his left eye. Louis recognized the tool that he'd used as a lipstick, and a red one at that. And there were only two persons in this house who owned a lipstick. He closed his mouth and chewed before swallowing, setting his spoon down and turning around completely. "What's on your face?"

Maria stifled a laugh as she pulled out some orange juice from the fridge.

Zayn smiled wider. "A dwawing. Jayn can do it on you too." He pulled out a lipstick from his pajama pocket and stepped forward to draw on Louis's face. Louis grabbed the tube and the cap, placing it on the table. "Zayn, where did you get this?"

He already knew the answer to that, but he wanted the toddler to admit it.
"Uhm, on da floow?" Zayn said nervously, thumbs fiddling with each other. 

Lousi crossed his arms and leaned back, raising and eyebrow and suppressing a smile. "Really?"

Zayn shook his head. "No, but Jayn'sh bwack cwawon bwoke! Jayn needsh new bwack cowawon."

"Your black what?" Louis asked in confusion.

"Bwack cwawon," Zayn repeated.

"Black...crayon?" Louis asked and Zayn nodded.

"That doesn't explain why you have lipstick on your face," Louis said, trying to hide the amusement in his voice. He couldn't help it and burst out laughing just imagining Gemma's horrified face when she saw this.

Zayn's nervous face lit up and he began laughing too, though Louis had no idea why.
"Come on, let's eat," Louis chuckled, picking Zayn up and placing him on the chair next to him. One thing was for sure, he couldn't wait to see Gemma's face.

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