Baby Niall

Chappy 4

"Daddy?" Niall asked patiently as Liam stood their cooking,"How much longer?"

Niall had gotten into the routine of calling everyone by their parent names.

Louis- Mama

Liam- Daddy

Zayn- Papa

Harry- Dada

"For the hundredth time, Niall, I just started!" Liam said annoyingly.

"Fine! I'll go and sit with Dada! He loves me!" Niall emphasized, trying to put Liam on a guilt trip.

"Niall, you know you're not allowed to talk like that," Liam said.

"I don't care!"

Liam shook his head as the nappy- clad boy walked out.

When Niall turned around the corner, he cringed. His nappy was starting to chaff, but it was completely dry.

He slowly walked to his Dada, who was sitting and reading a book.

"Dada?" He asked, nuzzling against his leg.

"Not now, baby. I have to read this for tutoring tomorrow," he stated, kissing Niall's head.

"But Dada!" He whined, wanting to be held and consoled. The irritation between his legs wasn't helping.

"I'm sorry, love," Harry sighed, then went back to his book.

Niall frowned, then decided to look for Papa, but he was too lazy.

"Papaaaaa!"

"Niall! Don't yell! I have a headache!" Zayn scolded as he stomped in.

"Sorry," he mumbled.

"Now I'm going back to sleep, try not to wake me," he sighed, then went back into his room.

All that was left was his Mama, he didn't want another lecture from Zayn, so he went through the halls checking in every room.

He found him in the living room, watching TV.

"Hey, Mama," he said, curling up next to him.

"Not now, love. I have to watch this documentary and take notes for class," Louis said.

Niall groaned, he had already heard this once today.

"Mamaaaa," Niall groaned.

"I'm sorry, Ni Bug." Louis said, then wet back to his show.

Niall wanted to scream, no one had time for him. It was their idea to make him a baby, so why wouldn't they pay attention to their baby.

The rash in between his legs wasn't getting better at all, so he got on all fours and began to crawl. It decreased the rubbing.

He crawled all the way to his room and curled up on his blue rug with his blanket. His Mama wouldn't even help him.

He wanted to go back to his Daddy, but then he would have to apologize for not talking like he's supposed to.

He debated for a few minutes, and then finally just gave in; the rash between his legs was really hurting.

He crawled into the kitchen, and Liam smirked as he saw him.

"What's wrong love?" He asked tauntingly.

Niall, who had enough that day, began to cry. Liam's smile disappeared and he walked up to him.

"Baby... I'm sorry," Liam sighed,"I didn't mean to hurt your feelings."

Niall shook his head and reached up for his Daddy.

Liam took his 'son' in his arms and frowned when Niall whimpered.

He gave Niall a questioning look and Niall pointed to his nappy. Liam jumped him and down and took him to his room.

He laid him on the changing table, and Niall quickly covered his face with his blanket.

Liam untaped the nappy and examined the red area on Niall's thigh.

"Baby... No wonder you were so grumpy," Liam sighed, quickly reaching for the cream.

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Niall sat on the couch my himself. He was only in a nappy and some socks, and the lads were all examining from the door way.

Niall glanced at the toys at the corner of the room, and looked around. The current episode of Power Rangers was only a re-run, so maybe he could play.

He toddled over there and picked up a small car. It was yellow and had opening doors.

He placed it on the floor and rolled it back, hearing the cranking from the back wheels. He then let go and watched at the toy zoomed across to hit the wall.

He giggled, and began to repeat the process.

Roll.

Let go.

Again.

Roll.

Let go.

Again.

He began to laugh hysterically as the toy car hit the wall, because he imagined tiny people screaming in fear of being squished.

Zayn then jogged up to him and picked up another car, the same kind but it was blue.

"C'mon, Papa! Pway!"

Everyone was kind of shocked by his immodesty, but Zayn just smiled and kissed his head.

"Caw goes vwoom!" He cheered.

Harry, who was beaming like a proud man, rushed up to him and picked the boy up like he weighed nothing.

Niall squealed in glee, and curled into his chest.

"That's all he needed to do! He played with the toys, now he really feels like a kid!" Zayn cooed.

"Mama!" Niall yelled happily, and reached towards the man.

Louis didn't hesitate to pull him into his embrace. His skin was soft due to the lack of clothes, but his socked feet were enough.

"I love you, Ni," he whispered into his ear, and Niall beamed.

"I wuv you too, Mama," he whispered back, giggling up a fit after.