Baby "Jayn"

"No fight"

Chapter 82

The pair arrived two hours later. Harry kissed Zayn's forehead and slowly moved away from the bed. Zayn stirred, opening his eyes. "Dwon't go, Hawwy."

Harry smiled patiently. "I'll be back, don't worry."

Zayn frowned, rubbing his eyes. Harry gestured to the door. "Try to sleep, okay?" Zayn just nodded and cuddled his face in between Roar and Ziam.

Harry left his room, not closing the door to let the dim hall light seep through. He quickly walked downstairs to the sight of Niall chugging a water bottle and Louis sprawled on the couch. "Had fun?" Harry tried not to let his annoyance show. They were probably just going to brush him off. They needed to be told what they did was wrong.

Niall grinned. "Yeah, look." He gestured to the sweater he was wearing. A badge with his face on it was pinned to the front. Harry shook his head, shooting the two a glare. "A little heads up would have been nice, just leaving without notice was a dumbass move."

"I told you we were going out," Louis said with a yawn as he sat up. Harry turned to him, frustrated. "Louis, you planned an entire birthday party for Niall without even mentioning it to us. You completely ignored the fact that Zayn was in the house, and didn't even seem it important to leave a message or tell us beforehand," Harry pointed out, crossing his arms as he leaned on the wall behind him.

"Harry," Louis whined. "We knew Zayn would be asleep by the time we came back, you guys have it covered."

Harry scowled. "Louis, what if we didn't know where you were? Which we didn't unless I hadn't called. Zayn would maybe be awake. Would you come home to him in this state, even though you're slightly tipsy?" Harry made air quotations with his fingers.

That seemed to shut Louis up and he fiddled with his socketed feet. Niall sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Don't cut me slack cuz' it's my birthday, I was the one who agreed."

Harry turned to Niall with furrowed brows. "I'm not cutting you slack, you're just as guilty as he is."

"Oh," Niall mumbled. "Well then, cut me some slack cuz' it's my birthday."

Harry was about to retort back, annoyed with their behavior when Liam walked down the stairs. He glared at Niall and Louis. "Where the hell were you?"

Harry watched silently as the two didn't answer, Louis frowning as he sank back on the couch. "Oh come on, Harry gave the lecture. We just wanted to have some fun, it's been weeks."

That angered Liam more and Harry cleared his throat. Maybe he should've told him beforehand. "Louis arranged a party for Niall. That's where they've been."

Liam turned to him confusedly. "What?"

Louis groaned and Niall scratched the back of his neck, probably realizing their mistake and how bad it sounded. Liam clenched his jaw and turned to them. "Niall, your parents are upstairs. Zayn is upstairs. What if they'd been awake?" He shook his head. "You guys can't be this reckless, come on."

"You guys are acting like we've hurt them or something," Louis said angrily, now fully sitting up. He rubbed his eyes furiously. "Sure we went without telling, but it's fine now. We haven't done a crime, we just went to have fun."