Infinite Love

Iris Hates Him (pt.2)

"Tam, I know you want her to have the childhood you never did. With freedom and that stuff, but you gotta learn when to say no." He stared at me as I started to walk out. "I hear you, but she's five. She's never experienced a mad or upset environment and she doesn't know how to act." I said walking up the stairs. He followed me. "Well, this is no longer an upset enivronment." He said. I was keeping as calm as possible. Normally, I am not upset and I don't get upset easily. But Zayn, right now, is ticking me off. "Okay. I understand that. She doesn't. Anyways, Harry and Sarai are already looking forward to spending time with her." I stated, steaming on the inside. "Well, i'll just call and tell them she's not coming." He said. "Zayn, you're making me fizz." I said through crinched teeth. That was my way of telling him to stop in front of Iris. I didn't need her to break down once more. "Stop it, Zayn. I now have a headache." Iris went in her bathroom to use it. "Well, i'm sorry. You don't get the point." I was throwing stuff in her bag, making sure she had everything. "Hurry up, baby. It's getting late." I said knocking on the door. "I'm ready." She said drying her hands.

"Zayn, if you still want to finish this. We'll do it when I get back." I said putting Iris's coat on and mine as well. She slid her boots on and we walked out. "Tamm-." I closed the door shut in his face. We walked onto the elevator and went all the way down to the parking garage. I beeped the car open. "Buckle up." I said from the front seat of my Mini. Iris was singing to the songs as they played on the radio. I texted Sarai to let her know we were five minutes away. Shortly after, we pulled into their luxurious driveway. "Mommy look. A dog." She said pointing to the yorkie running outside the house. Sarai walked out and picked him up and gave Iris and I hugs. "Well, I haven't seen you since you were a baby." Iris hid her face in Sarai's chest. "We video talked." We walked inside to see Harry in the kitchen. He turned and his eyes lit up when Iris came running to him. "Hey." I said to Sarai, finally noticing each other. "Hey, Tam. How ya been? She said cheerfully. "Great. We moved back and we're getting settled in. Like Iris can't fit the converted crib. So she made a fort and sometimes she sleeps with us. You know the usual problems." I said, knowing that I just bore her to death. "Well, you want a tour?" She said looking at me. "Yes. I'd love one." Looking around at the luxurious marble floors, and the grand chandelier hanging from the vaulted ceiling. She took me in the kitchen and showed me the garage, wash room, nook, living room, dining room, their room, and then she took me to one of the lower level guest bedrooms. It was gorgeous. Then she took me upstairs. It had had three extra rooms, a game room, and a lounge room. Zayn and I might need a bigger house, let alone away from all the people under us.

Then I remembered, we said we didn't want a humongus house. Because then, we would have a bunch of extra rooms. But we were planning on moving into a bigger house, than the penthouse suite we lived in. It was spacious, but it was crammed too. "This is really nice." Iris found her way upstairs, "Where am I sleeping?" She asked Sarai. "Wherever you want." With that being noted, she skipped back downstairs. "So, Iris wanted to come because, Brian came and him and Zayn had a huge arguement. Iris saw it, and she didn't like Zayn. She's never seen anyone of us yell." I finally told her. "Oh. Well, i'm glad she came. You know in case he comes tomorrow." I hoped and prayed he wouldn't. "We're going to have a fun filled day tomorrow. We are going to Fun Spot." She said getting hyper, that was the one thing I loved about her. Even in the worst times, she found a way to make herself and someone else laugh about it. "Also, did Ash call you?" She said as we walked down the stairs. I checked my phone. One missed call, thrity minutes ago. "Yea. I'll call him back when I get in the car." I said. I walked to the couch to see if Iris was sleep yet. She wasn't there. Harry either. "They're in the room." She said opening the door. Iris was knocking the crap out of Harry with a pillow. I walked up behind her and scared her. "Boo," I shouted as she jumped, "I love you, i'm leaving now." She got up and hugged and kissed me goodnight. "See you tomorrow." I said walking back to the front door with Sarai. "Welp." She said going in for the hug. "We will settle her down. We'll probably watch a few movies or they can keep fighting til' she falls out." She said. "Sounds good." I chuckled. "Love you." We mocked each other as I got in my car.

*phone call with Ash*

T: Hey, how are you?

A: Good. How about you?

T: Okay, I guess.

A: Why?

T: Moving, arguing, and Iris.

A: Oh. Moving is always a struggle, Iris is Iris, and arguing with who?

T: Zayn about Iris.

A: Well, do him like you did me.

T: What do you mean?

A: You would shut me off, silent treatment, and you know.

T: We're married I can't do that.

A: Umm. I'll leave you to solve that.

T: Yea. You do that.

A: So, how's Iris?

T: Good.

A: Can I talk to her?

T: Just dropped her off.

A: Where?

T: At Sarai's.

A: Oh, doesn't she have to go to school.

T: Yes, she starts next week.

A: I'll have to see her on her next break.

T: Yessir. I'm going into the garage, my service might go out. Love you. Bye.

A: Love you, too. See ya.

*end of call*

I pulled into the parking garage and drove into my parking space. I wrapped my scarf around my neck and got out. The elevator was already downstairs, so I got right on. I walked down the long hallway and opened the house door. "Zayn, are you gonna finish this? If not, i'm going to bed." I said unwrapping m scarf and taking my jacket off. "As long as you toughen up." He said putting his phone down. I sat next to him on the barstool. "I will. But that's not it." I said, after this if Zayn didn't get my point I was going to bed. "Okay. So what is it?" He said. "You not acting how she's used to, that's it. If you wanted him to go , you should've been calm with it. I don't want her to think we're mean. I especially don't want her to think she can get her way with everything." I said walking into the room. I started stripping once I hit the bathroom. "Okay. So, you're saying getting mad a-." I stopped him in his tracks.

"I never said that. I don't want her to see you lose you temper. Admit it, before she was physically out of my womb, I was crazy." He butted in and mumbled, "You still are." I heard that but I kept going. "I would lose my temper over anything. Now, i'm calmer in most situations. I want her to only see that side of us. I say all of this to show that I am the way I am, because of my parents. Whenever they we're mad, I got mad. When I was mad, bad stuff would happen around and to me. Basically, if you grow up in an angry environment, you are a partial angry environment." I'm not sure if what I said made sense to him, but it did make sense to me. I've always been really bad about expressing my feelings. I hate that, I can never talk straight when it comes to saying what's on my mind calmly. "Okay. I see your point. But" He said. I took a quick shower disregarding what he said. I got out, put my pjamas on, and washed my face and my teeth. "Sleep on the couch tonight." I said pulling the cover over me. "Get your pillow." I mumbled. I could tell I made him mad. He made me as well. "Have a nice night." Whenever he pisses me off he always knows what's coming.