Parents ||Zouis

Chapter Seven

"You are cute. Do you want to play?" Beckett takes a step closer. The slightly older boy, who has his fingers in his mouth again, nods and takes the hand Beckett offers. "Why are you chewing on your fingers? Are you hungry? Cause I'm sure we can get a snack."

"N-no," Liam stutters, taking his hand out of his mouth and wiping his spit on his jeans. "Just .. What's the word papa?"

Liam looks up at Niall who smiles down at him. "Nervous?"

"Yeah," Liam nods.

"What's nervous?" Beckett looks up at her papa.

"Nervous is when your tummy feels funny because you are scared or worried," Louis explains and Beckett nods.

"Why?" she looks at Liam, squeezing his hand.

"Cause you're a stranger," Liam answers quietly, a blush coming on his cheeks from her hand tightening around his.

"M'not a stranger, I'm Beckett," she answers with a smile. Liam giggles and nods his head. "Come to my room, it's pink. You like pink right?"

Beckett tugs on Liam's hand and he slowly follows her to the stairs and up to her room. The four adults watch their interaction curiously, only talking once they are in her room.

"I've never see Liam blush so much," Niall comments as they all take a seat on the couch.

"She is going to get him into a world of trouble," Harry says with a smirk.

"Yeah, she's quite cheeky," Louis smirks as well.

"And absolutely brilliant," Zayn adds. "The first time I met her was when I talked about husbands and she just put the pieces together, it was amazing."

"She is very cute," Niall nods, looking up to the balcony where you can see down the second floor hall. "You guys look really happy."

"We are," Louis sighs, leaning back into Zayn. "She's so bright and bubbly, just full of life."

"Where is she from? Do you know?" Niall asks, wondering about her accent.

"Her birth certificate says she was born in Macclesfield," Zayn answers, recalling everything he read in her file. "The dad was abusive and left when the mum told him she was pregnant. He came back into her life when Beckett was one and at two the mum gave her up, not wanting her to be in that situation."

"Sad," Harry mumbles, wrapping his arm behind Niall. "But good for her for getting the child out of it."

"Yeah," Zayn sighs. "She doesn't remember anything of course."

"She is very eager to go to school," Louis jumps in. "We were wondering where you send Liam."

"Well it is the middle of October but she should be able to get in," Niall says and Zayn jots down the name in his notes. Beckett comes down the stairs just as Louis opens his mouth to speak up and runs right into Zayn's legs. She stands up straight in front of him, flicking her long hair over her shoulder.

"Daddy?" she says out of breath slightly. She continues on, not waiting for an answer to be sure he is listening. "Which has babies, girls or boys?"

Niall and Harry's eyes widen in fright, but Zayn just answers casually. "Girls."

"Then how do two boys have babies?" she cocks her head to the side.

"They adopt," he tells. "Just like how papa and I got you."

"Okay," she nods once then turns and runs up the stairs.

"That's it?" Niall asks, watching her enter her room.