Keeping Up With One Direction 2

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Dedicated to: chloeirene24 I read your comment, and wrote the beginning and somewhat of the end, I'll do another chapter like it, I'm sorry I don't know what really came out of me today. I do hope you enjoy, thank you for the prompt!!

"Wake up Bubba," Harry calls in passing by Louis' room, the daddy pushes the door open with his hip, Liam in his arms fussing for breakfast. Continuing downstairs he says his good morning to Niall who stands at the stove preparing breakfast, "Papa will be down in a minute Lee." Harry soothes sitting the hybrid in his highchair buckling him in letting Liam fuss to himself. 

Zayn as said does come in moments later with Max squirming in his arms. The hybrid is happy, yet wiggles like a worm with whines escaping his lips as Zayn only tightens his hold before putting Max in his highchair as well. 

"Why did both babes wake up so grumpy this morning?" Niall asks serving both hybrids a plate of eggs with toast on the side. Easy enough for both to chew and eat without help. 

Harry hums in agreement Fixing a third plate for Louis, carrying it to the table where he expected his oldest to be. Wiping the sleep from his eyes, Harry growls when Louis wasn't down there yet. "Lewis Stylin! Get down here!" Zayn pokes his head in the room furrowing his eyebrows, "Did you wake him up?"

"Yes, Zayn I did." Harry returned huffing when Liam started crying again, "Go get him please," Harry mumbles his voice cutting off as he returns to the kitchen. Zayn sighs starting upstairs towards Louis' room where the hybrid is sitting in his bed rubbing his eyes with balled fists, "Breakfast is ready Louis, Daddy's calling you." He informs, Louis huffing as he removes himself from bed stumbling to the bathroom, "Get downstairs as soon as you're done, ok?" Not responding to his Papa like he should've, Louis goes to close the door when his bicep is grabbed, he's turned and smacked on the backside three times fast, "I believe I asked you a question, where is my answer?" Crying out himself, Louis meets the angry hazel eyes Zayn has as he chokes out a wimpy, "Y-yessir." 

Harry sits at the breakfast table with Max on his lap drinking a bottle with his eyes closed, Niall eating his breakfast while Liam joins on his lap watching his tablet, "Looks like all three babies are grumpy this morning." Zayn mutters as Louis passes him climbing on his chair, "I'm not tolerating my oldest baby being grumpy at all today," The Daddy warns, his voice groggy with sleep, "I not." Louis snarls stabbing his fork down onto the eggs as he eats with a glare, "You're really proving me wrong kiddo." Niall muses shifting with Liam on his lap having the hybrid complain.

When the younger two hybrids settled down for a mid-morning nap, Louis sits on the couch in the living room watching his SpongeBob happily. He's overcome his morning attitude, which means he's saved himself from Zayn's belt; but also a nap which Harry always threatens him with. 

"I'm going to the store, do you want to come?" Niall asks popping into the room, dressed and ready to go. Louis shakes his head tuned into his show, "Well if you don't go with me you can't sit around and watch TV all day." Niall reminds gesturing towards the room, "Go ask Daddy what you can do for him in here today, the baseboards need to be scrubbed." Louis whines throwing the remote onto the floor, "No fair!" Storming over Niall spanks the boy six times harshly before standing him on his feet, "Pick up that remote," Louis does as told hurriedly, "The TV is off limits for you today, no more cartoons."Sniffling once he hears his punishment, Louis is pushed towards the stairs, "Harry?" Niall calls seeing his husband poke his head out of his office upstairs, "What's wrong love?"

Starting downstairs, Harry frowns seeing Louis, "I thought we agreed that you weren't going to be grumpy this morning-"

"He doesn't want to come with me to the shops, so I said that there's plenty to do here. The TV is off limits for him today after he threw the remote down during a fit-" Niall is cut off by Louis gasping at the accusation of him throwing a fit, "I-I No have a fit!"