Oops? ☯ Zouis Talik

Chapter Twenty-Five

"Damian I am literally begging you, please put on your shoes so we can go, it's October and it's cold. I don't want you getting sick."

"But daddy I hate socks and I really hate shoes. I wanna have nakey feet!" Damian said throwing himself on his batman rug and throwing his socks to the other side of the room just missing Elijah's face "shoes make my feet squished and I can't breath!" 

"How do shoes..." Zayn trailed off pausing to look at his son who looked just like him "you're just like Louis. He hates shoes too, as soon as he walks in the door he kicks them off." 

"okay...." Damian mumbled squinting his eyes at his dad not sure why he was talking about Louis when his feet were obviously more important. "I'm not g'wear 'em."

Zayn sighed and looked over at Elijah who was sitting criss-cross on top of his Spiderman sheets watching his dad and brother argue about shoes, trying not to laugh. 

"Can you at least wear your slippers then as soon as you're in Nan's you can take them off. If you get sick we have to go to the hospital and get shots. Do you want shots?" He threatened knowing this was his last shot before he'd have to force the shoes on his feet. 

Damian smirked raising an eyebrow and crossed his arms over his chest "My Squirtle slippers with the squeaky noise?" 

"Fine. Now please let's go I'm running late as it is."

Zayn ran down the stairs, the two boys close behind and quickly helped them into their coats before running out the door. 

As Zayn pulled out of his front drive, he carefully maneuvered around the photographers, who had practically been camped out there since Louis left for tour and headed towards his mums house to drop off the boys. 

On the drive Zayn noticed to two black cars following him closely but didn't think anything of it. A few minutes later and pulled into his mums front drove and waited until her gate closedto take the boys out of the car. 

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After the usual goodbyes and promises of pizza and Nemo when he got back, Zayn went out to his car. Just like back at his house he had to carefully go around the photographers but this time they didn't kindly move out of the way. 

They were shouting questions to him and holding their cameras up to his windows snapping pictures and temporally blinding Zayn with their bright flashes. 

He was trying his best to keep calm and not panic but with so many people chasing after him it was hard not to. He finally managed to get out of the mass of photographers and started on his way to work. But as if on cue the two black cars were at his side again and this time much more aggressive than before. 

Zayn was swerving and speeding and just trying desperately to get away from them. He was turning left on Bulton St so he could get on the A4 when the people on the passenger side of both cars rolled down their windows are started rapidly snapping photos of him with their flashes on. 

He immediately panicked he couldn't see, his brain was on overdrive and even though he had just dropped them off, he instinctively looked in his rear view mirror to see if Damian and Elijah were there. He turned just in time to see that he was just feet away from hitting a woman who was standing there watching him with wide eyes, and quickly jerked his wheel in the opposite direction just barely missing her.

And that's really the last thing Zayn remembers.

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