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of anger

"Zayn," Harry breathed, closing the door quickly after ushering his mate inside, "Did you talk to him?"

"Went to," Zayn sighed, toeing off his shoes before wandering into the big living room, "He was still talking to the girl."

Harry sighed, watching his best mate plop onto the huge leather sofa. After the band broke up, Zayn and him were, surprisingly, the closest. Louis being the second, of course. Niall hadn't kept in touch much.

"Want some tea?" the curly hair lad asked quietly, wincing when he heard scurried footsteps.

"Uncle Zee!"

Zayn shot up straighter, smiling when Harry's twin girls pounced on top of him. Both of them looked like Harry but had gotten Louis' eyes; they were beautiful.

"Darcy," Harry called the older of the two over, bending down to whisper in her ear while Lynn kept Zayn occupied, "Could you go fetch Adam for me? He's been moping in the toy room. Tell him his Daddy is here."

Darcy nodded, sprinting as fast as her little 4 year old legs possibly could.

"Zee, did you bring pops?" Lynn giggled, patting around Zayn's pockets. The raven haired lad smiled, putting a finger to his lips as he fished out some sweet mints from his jeans. He emptied the entire box into the little girl's palm, watching her stuff the little sweets into her mouth.

"Lynn, what did I say about eating sweets? You have a cavity already!" Harry scolded, picking his daughter up from Zayn's lap with a frown.

"Unca' Zee give 'em." Lynn mouthed over the candies, pointing to Zayn who crossed his arms and looked at her with mock betrayal.

"Zayn, I swear. You might let your family feed on candies because you're so whipped but if you get my daughter braces I will kill you."

"I am not whipped." Zayn stated indignantly, throwing his arms over his head.

"Whoa, what's going on in here?" Louis chuckled, his arms wrapped around a bubbly Chris as he jumped around trying to reach for his Daddy.

"Zayn's giving Lynn candy again." Harry huffed, his stern expression faltering a little when Louis pressed a kiss to his lips.

"Zayn," Louis glared at him sternly before smiling as he leaned down to whisper in his ear, "Thanks, mate."

The hazel eyed man winked before taking his son from his friend's arms, pressing kisses all over the giggly boy.

"Missed you, bun." Zayn whispered, closing his eyes as he rested his face in Chris' mop of curls.

"Daddy!" Adam screeched, running into the living room, tears streaking down his face as Darcy followed in after him sheepishly, "You okay? No hurt?"

"In theory." Zayn sighed, making space for his oldest on his lap. He smiled fondly as the little boy clambered onto his lap and hugged him around his waist. Chris giggled, tugging at his brother's hair causing Adam to smile a little.

"So," Harry smiled, getting up and placing Lynn on Louis' shoulders, "How 'bout some tea and hot chocolate?"

"Choco!" Chris babbled, stuffing his hand in his mouth while nodding frantically. Lynn and Darcy giggled, copying their baby cousin's actions just to be silly.

"Adam?" Zayn nudged the little boy, who looked at him before looking at Harry with drooping eyelids.

"Please, Unca' Haz," he lisped.

His father frowned. Adam was always adamant for hot chocolate but seeing Liam on the telly must have messed with him somewhat.

"Uncle Zee, can we play with Chris on the carpet?" Lynn asked hopefully, cheering when Zayn placed his baby in front of her. Lynn got on her knees, crawling around like Chris.

"Want to play with my Nintendo, Addy?" Dracy asked hopefully as she scooted over Louis' lap.

"Okay." Adam whispered meekly, rubbing his eyes as he leaned on Darcy's shoulder.

"You alright?" Louis asked before wincing, "Yeah, stupid question. What I meant to say was; did you rip his dick off or did you just stab it?"

"Louis, what the hell." Zayn mumbled, suppressing his laughter as he ran his hands over his face before sighing, "I dunno' what to do."

Louis' sympathetic reply was cut off as the door bell rang frantically.

"Jesus," Louis grumbled, pushing himself off of the couch, "We all know that aggressive finger could only belong to Liam."

Despite the circumstance, Zayn blushed.

"Zayn, baby," Liam spluttered as he rushed in, trying to push Louis off his back where he was pulling his hair, "Babe, I swear. It was a mistake and the only reason why I was there was to tell her to stop calling me. She was a crazy stalker and she lunged at me; I promise I didn't kiss bac--"

Liam's rambling was cut off by Adam rushing towards him and punching him straight in the crotch.

"Oh fu--" Liam hissed, cupping his hands on his jeans as he knelt down, "Why'd you do that-- bloody hell."

"Make Daddy cry!" Adam yelled, hiccuping through his tears, "Hate you!"

Zayn, who had remained silent during the entire ordeal, gasped as he saw Liam's face contort into hurt. His son had just told him he hated him after punching his dick; it wasn't a pleasant feeling.

"I-I--" Liam was cut off again as Zayn sighed, picking up an obliviously giggling Chris and capturing Adam's hand with one arm balancing his youngest.

"Let's go home," Zayn said quietly, not looking at Liam as he nodded frantically while he pressed a kiss to Harry's forehead who was standing sadly with a tray in his hands, "Chris wants to be with his Papa."