Parents ||Zouis

Chapter Eight

"They're going to be together forever," Louis sighs happily, curling into Zayn's side. Harry and Niall are in a similar position, Harry curled up under Niall's arm.

"Lou, you're starting to worry me darling," Zayn coos playfully, nibbling on the older lads ear slightly. "She's just a baby. We got her yesterday."

"I know Zee, but I just love her so much," Louis pouts up at him. "I just want to squeeze her to death."

"You could squeeze me to death instead," Zayn breathes in his ear, his tongue darting out and brushing over the shell.

"Yeah?" Louis tilts his head up and smirks at the raven haired boy.

"Mm, yeah," Zayn whispers, kissing along Louis' jaw.

Niall clears his throat, drawing their attention. Louis pulls away giggling, and looks at his mates. "Well now what?"

"Let's make lunch," Niall suggests and Harry chuckles.

"Should we move them?" Harry asks and all four men stop to look at the babies sleeping on the couch. Liam has his arm wrapped around Beckett's shoulder, holding her close to his side and she is curled up into his chest.

"Let's lay them down so they don't hurt their necks," Niall says.

He and Harry carefully turn the babies so they are laying down and cover them in a blanket. They all go into the kitchen to make lunch, deciding on homemade pizza. They drink and talk, occasionally checking on the children.

When the pizza is done, they hear soft whimpering coming from the living room. Walking in, they see Beckett tossing and turning, whining like she is going to start crying. Before any of them can reach her, Liam turns toward her and pulls her into his chest.

He wraps his arms around her and she snuggles into him, whining softly. Liam pets her hair, talking in a soft voice to help calm her down. "It's okay."

"That's the second nightmare she's had Zayn," Louis whispers to his husband, walking behind the couch and looking down at the sleeping littles.

"Kids have nightmares babe," Zayn wraps his arm around the older lad's waist, pulling him into his side. "She's in a new place, meeting new people."

"I don't like it," Louis huffs, reaching down and brushing the hair from Becketts face and Liam's forehead. "We need to do something about it."

"There isn't anything to do love," Zayn tilts his head with his finger so Louis is looking up at him. He pouts and Zayn smiles softly. "She'll get over them, and until then, if she needs to sleep with us, she can."

Louis glares at him, pulling away to look back down at the babies. Beckett nuzzles into Liam and the boy sighs, tightening his arms around her.

"C'mon babe," Zayn grabs Louis' hand and pulls him back to the kitchen, giggling when the Doncaster lad turns his head to keep watching the littles.

"Liam had nightmares when we first brought him home," Harry comments, hoping to make the new parents feel better. "They stopped after a couple of weeks."

Louis scowls at the man, glancing out at the couch with longing. Sighing, he chugs his beer and starts to eat. Zayn looks at their friends with a smirk and kisses the side of Louis's head. They chat more about preschool, and plan a day out on the town to show the kids some museums.

After an hour, Liam wakes up feeling very warm. It's not a bad warm and he smiles when he sees the little girl cuddled to his chest. He likes her; she's fun and nice and sweet. He pets her cheek gently, smiling at how soft she is.