Being Louis (Zouis)

Chapter 9

-Liam

I wake up to the sunlight seeping through the blinds of my window. I start to look around then hear a soft whine. I quickly rush out of my room and go to Niall's. When I open his door, he glances over and makes grabby hands in my direction. I walk over and pick him up.

"Is my Nialler hungry?" He looks up at me and grins.

"Well then let's get some food now shall we?" I change his nappy and change him into cute blue overalls, I put him on my hip and go downstairs to start breakfast.

-Louis

I wake up to the smell of- Is that bacon? I haven't had bacon in months. I slip from Harry's death grip around my neck and head downstairs following this delicious smell. I come downstairs to see Niall sucking on his fingers sitting in his highchair and Dad over by the stove cooking.

"Mmm. Dad, that smells delicious! You cooking breakfast finally?" He turns around and puts more bacon on a plate.

"Well, good morning to you too, Lou. I decided that we could eat breakfast together." He turns back around and continues to cook breakfast.

"About last night, Dad." He raises his spatula and shakes his head.

"Don't worry about it. As long as I had a talk with him, everything will be okay."

"No, not that. I mean, the gay thing." He turns around and sets pancakes on the counter.

"What about it?"

"It's okay if you want me to move out an-"

"Why? You're only 16."

"But I'm gay."

"And?"

"Usually parents kick their child out if they find out they're gay or pregnant."

"Who says every parent does that?" I remain silent and look down until Dad walks over and lifts my chin up.

"Louis, you're my son. I don't care if you're gay. Everyone is born different. My only rule is that you find a person who treats you right and doesn't take advantage of you." My face lightens up with a smile.

"Really?" He nods.

"Really." I pull him in for a hug and grip onto him tightly.

"Oh, thank you."

"Now that's said and done, could you go wake your brother so we could eat breakfast together?" I walk from the kitchen and back upstairs.

"Haz, wake up. Dad made breakfast." Harry started to stir from his sleep.

"But I'm tired. Lou." He turns over and I hear light snores coming from him again.

"Haz, come on."

"Will you carry me?"

"Fine." I grab his small frame and walk downstairs and back into the kitchen.

"Good morning, Hazzy!" Dad smiles while setting the table. I set Harry down and he groans.

"Dad? Haz and I talked. We think that maybe it's a good idea if Josh sleeps over?" Dad looks up to the ceiling and then back towards me again. He starts to nod his head.

"Yeah, yeah! I think that's a good idea. I'll talk to his mother and discuss it with her later." Harry and I fist bump under the table. We continue eating until my phone chimes. I grab it and take a look.

From:UnidentifiedNumber

Lou, it's Zayn. Can we talk please? Meet me in the park in 10.