Louiswalked down the stairs into the living room, a very interesting sight meeting his sleepy eyes. The TV was on and playing a movie with a bear and a boy, the song on high volume.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Bubbles were flying in all direction, their source being Liam on the sofa. He was blowing out bubbles in all sizes and Zayn jumped around to catch them. Niall was sitting on the carpet laughing as he tried to make obstacles for Zayn. He stuck out his leg, but Zayn jumped over it. He held out his arm, but Zayn pushed it away.
The sight was amusing, but welcoming in a way. Harry wasn't in the room and Louis assumed he was in the kitchen since he was definitely not upstairs. He rubbed his eyes to get the sleep out and walked over to the boys.
He was pushed to the side by the three year old as he had apparently become an obstacle himself. "Loueh, go," Zayn said urgently as he lunged at the new bubbles Liam had created. Louis pouted, blocking Zayn's way. "Am I not getting a good morning?"
Zayn smiled sheepishly as he burst another bubble by poking it. "Good mowning."
"Sleep good?" Niall asked as he straight out locked his arms around Zayn.
"Let go!" Zayn yelled despretly as he tried to reach the bubbles with his foot since his arms were completely locked. He watched sadly as many bubbles fell to the ground and burst. "Nawiall," he mumbled sadly, frowning at the boy.
"Okay okay, sorry." Niall let him go and Zayn sprang up, telling Liam to blow more. Louis chuckled and turned to walk into the kitchen from where the smell of bacon was spreading. His stomach grumbled and he sat down by the kitchen island. Harry was in an apron as he flipped bacon on the pan, the sizzling frowning out his low humming. Juice and water was placed on the counter and it was clear he had taken over Maria's job as chef since she had gone home to her family in Manchester.
Louis smiled and walked up behind him, snapping his fingers. "A bit more melody and we could start a band, don't you think?"
Harry started and he turned around, laughing lightly. "Good morning. Sleep tight Mr. Snore?"
"I don't snore," Louis stated as he heaved himself up on the counter. He could hear Niall's laughter from the living room, and Zayn yelling along with the song on the telly.
"Of course you don't, I must be deaf," Harry said sarcastically, motioning for him to hand over plates. Louis pulled out four plates and the special one they had bought for Zayn, plastic green with spaceships on. It matched the green cup with the lighting on it. Louis had been the one to choose it because of how sick they looked.
"And off the counter," Harry said with a smile, moving onto the eggs.
"Yes, boss." He jumped off the counter and stifled a yawn. "Any plans for today? It's Saturday and Zayn's starting kindergarten on Monday."
