Thank you so much for 500 votes!
And I realized I haven't said the ages so they are; Liam- 15. Zayn- 7. And Louis- 17.
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Next morning, Liam was laid in bed, unable to fall asleep once again.
He would've gotten up, as it was 10am and he would be called to breakfast shortly, but he wasn't looking forward to talking to his family today.
He sighed as he turned to his side, the cold end of August wind coming through the half open window, filling the room.
It was his birthday today, -exactly August 29 where he was born to live with that family-, yet he didn't want to speak to his parents, or brother.
"Breakfast is ready!" He heard his dad yell from downstairs, he groaned, dragging his legs down the steps, and once he looked up, the three others were already sat.
"It's Li's birthday today!" Zayn giggles, clapping his hands as Liam sat down next to him.
"Is it?" Harry asks, turning toward Niall, who shrugged, but nodded seconds after.
"Happy birthday, then, Liam." Niall said, smiling softly, Liam mumbling a 'thank you'.
Harry nodded indicating he means the same, Liam giving him a knowing fake, sarcastic smile, rolling his eyes once he's turned away.
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It was the afternoon when Liam was coming back home after spending hours at Louis' house.
Once he was inside, he jumped back, unexpectedly seeing his papa sat on the couch.
"Liam, where did you go?" He asked once he saw him.
"To Louis'."
"With whose permission?" Harry stood up, getting closer to his son.
"Dad's permission. Is this a problem?" He shoots back.
"Don't use attitude. But it is a problem. You didn't tell me." Harry scolds, Liam huffing.
"But I told dad! He should've told you."
"Don't accuse your father about this! It's your fault you didn't tell me and I had no idea where you were!" Harry says, his voice rising.
"Oh so you care now!?" Liam's voice rises as well.
"I always cared, son. And because of caring, I need to know where you go." Harry states.
"But aren't I 'old enough to do whatever I want'? Can't I take care of myself as you always say? I-"
Liam was cut off short, by a stinging in his cheek. He looked up at his father with wide eyes as he holds his burning cheek.
Harry, his father had slapped him.
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I wrote this in the morning so it's not as good. Can you guys comment 'ZF' if you read my notes or if I've made you smile? I need to know!
Hope you liked it! :)!
-Lilo
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