Baby "Jayn"

"Hish name ish Fweddie"

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[Liam]

The last day in New York was spent roaming the streets like actual tourists. Even though the boys tried to stay low, they were ambushed hours later by the paps.

Mike and Preston immediately pushed away the paparazzi and Liam hid his face as they were ushered into the mall. The paps couldn't follow inside so they remained by the main door, eyes searching inside the glass doors of the mall they were in.

Zayn stepped forward so that the automatic doors slid open, Niall keeping a hand on his back as they entered the mall. The toddler grinned and turned around, stepping back so that the doors closed again. He jumped forward and the doors opened right in time for a blitz to go off in his face. Liam tried to hide his smile as he lifted him up. "Come on, don't want to pose for the paps."

"They called papsh?" Zayn asked curiously, peeking over Liam's shoulder. The boys and Lou headed inside. Lux was asleep in her mother's arms and since she hadn't brought a pram, they were therefore changing turns carrying her. Lux got very cranky when she didn't take a nap in the day. Liam remembered the time she had spilled milk on the table on purpose because he was too busy talking to Louis.

"Leeyum," Zayn said, poking his stubbled cheek. "What papsh do?"

"They take pictures," Liam said with a smile. "They're not the nicest, and we try to avoid them, but their job is to take pictures."

Zayn's eyes widened. "What if Jayn not want pictuwe?"

Liam made a face to try to express the hoplessness to the boy. "Doesn't matter. Paps will take it anyway. That's why we run away."

"You shmawt," Zayn whispered, looking quite impressed. Liam chuckled and hurried up to catch up with the other boys. "Where to now?"

"I was thinking...the toy shop!" Louis said with an announcers voice. "Ladies and gentlemen, to your left is our destination."

The squad turned left and saw the huge toy shop with the words Toy Kingdom on the front. Quite hard to miss, but Liam guessed he hadn't been really thinking about toys at the moment.

As if in a daze, Zayn pointed to the Darth Vader mask in the window and then to the sword and light sabers beside it. "Eeevil," he said with a creepy admiration. He wiggled to get out of Liam's grip and Liam sat him down. Zayn bolted into the shop. The boys were about to yell at him simultaneously, but then he froze and turned around. He smiled sheepishly. "Jayn going inshide." he informed them before he bolted back inside.

Liam laughed because Zayn had indeed informed them where he was going, as the same time as not even caring if they were following him or not. They found him by the stuffed animals section. He was clutching a snake and a hulk, a Lego pack under his armpit. When he turned around, they saw that he was trying to hold a Tom and Jerry umbrella in his mouth.

"What even is this?" Niall laughed and unloaded Zayn of the toys. The boy only giggled and leaned down to pick out a teddy bear. "Can Jayn please have? Pleeeease. It talksh."  He pressed the bear's stomach. "Talk to boysh."

"Hi, I'm Freddie and I love you," the bear said before giggling. Zayn laughed, looking very amused by the fact that the bear could talk. Liam wondered again what kind of toys he used to have, but didn't bring it up. Zayn didn't talk much anymore about his old life, and the boys didn't ask much. Besides, as he was growing up, he seemed to be forgetting. When they first had adopted him, the memories had seemed almost fresh. Now it looked like he had finally gotten the opportunity to let go.

"Can Jayn have it, pleashe?" Zayn pleaded, jumping up and down. He looked older with his bandanna pulled hair, warm but soft jacket and joggers. He grinned happily, holding up the teddy bear like a trophy. "Look he can talk. Hish name ish Fweddie."