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ix.

The next day had rolled around and the Tomlinson-Styles household was filled with anticipation. Today was the day that Zayn was coming to live with them and it was going to be a new experience. Granted, Louis and Harry didn’t have as much background information on Liam as they do on Zayn, they were somewhat grateful for that. Knowing all of the terrors that happened to Zayn made them feel ultimately horrible.

Harry was up first, making sure Zayn’s room was nice and decorated accordingly. They had designed it differently than Liam’s, considering Liam loved toys and action figures and everything manly. Zayn’s room was softer, especially after having such a dark period of time. His room was left white and he had a few plush toys and a couple of action figures. They had given Zayn a table full of crayons and paper, just in case he really couldn’t talk they would have some form of communication.

Harry sighed and ran a hand through his hair, nervous about what was going to happen. He was so excited about it all, but nerves racked his being. He knew this moment with his family, adding a new being into the bunch was dangerous.

“Hey, you okay?” Harry heard Louis behind him and all he did was shrug, not turning around to face his husband knowing that his face would give away everything.

Louis frowned at his husband and went to stand next to him, admiring the room. Its simplicity radiated a warmth that Louis admired.

“What if we’re making a mistake?” Harry whispered.

“Then it’s a lesson learned,” Louis replied simply, knowing Harry would have his doubts.

“Do you think it’s a mistake?” Harry asked looking down at Louis, in hopes of reassuring his aching soul.

“Well, I believe this is an experience and I don’t know what’s going to happen. What I do know is that no matter what happens, we’ll be here and we’ll make it work.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

“Alright.”

“I’m hungry.”

Louis and Harry spun around to see Liam looking up at them, eyes wide as he waited for breakfast. He had already taken a bath and dressed himself fairly proper and Louis chuckled as he walked up to Liam.

“What would you like?”

“Cake!” Liam exclaimed. Harry rolled his eyes, knowing he had to step in before Louis actually gave him cake for breakfast.

“Liam, how about eggs?”

“No way!” Liam said as he stuck his tongue out, making a disgusting face. Harry was taken aback for a moment, knowing Liam loved eggs for breakfast, but then he realized what Liam meant by cake.

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