Zayn's Fault (Liam Centric) -editing-

Chapter Twenty-Two

"Everything alright?" The two whom were still hugging, turned to look Niall, which was smiling slightly, watching the father and son.

"Of course. Everything's fine, perfect actually." Harry said a bit too confidently.

Niall gave his husband an odd look but nodded, "Right. Harry, let go of the boy. Come with me."

Harry glared but his eyes softened as quick as it had came. "Fine." He let go of his son, walking toward Niall, following him to their shared bedroom.

"You sure everything's fine, hun?" Niall questioned once they were in, causing Harry to roll his eyes.

"Everything's amazing." He grins at his still-slightly-confused husband.

"Harry are you drunk? Because I left you mi-"

Harry laughs, patting Niall's thigh, "I am not drunk, Niall. Can't I be happy for once?"

"Of course, Haz! I want you to be happy, I was just confused. Okay? I want you to be h-" Niall was yet again cut short.

"Shut up, sweetie." Harry chuckles before smirking, [i know it's a larry quote but I had to]

"Now kiss me you fool!"

Niall rolls his eyes playfully, before being tackled by Harry, causing giggles to bubble out of his mouth.

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It was now the middle of October, months later. Harry and Liam weren't exactly the best of 'mates', but they were okay.

They talked at times, only had disagreements a few times. Liam was fine with it that way, he knew nothing was really going to change. Rarely anything changes.

Yes, Harry was different. He was a bit nicer, he controlled himself a lot more when around Liam, but still didn't have the strength to get very close with his son. No, not yet. He would be making a mistake if he did.

"Zayn! Liam. Breakfast!" Niall called, serving the last of their porridge in the bowls.

Seconds later, Zayn came running in to the kitchen, jumping on Harry's arms.

Harry chuckles, ruffling his youngest child's hair, before realizing his son was crying. "What's wrong baby boy?"

"Nigh-Night mare!" Zayn whimpers, his small body lightly shaking as he clutches into his father.

"Shh, baby. It was just a dream, yeah? Want to tell me about it, hm?" Zayn nods before replying,

"Papa leave me! L-Li be sad a-an' hurt! Hurt papa! Daddy leave with papa, leave Zayn alone with Li!" Zayn's bottom lip quivering as he spoke, and as soon as he had finished his nightmare, Liam had walked in, staring at the scenario.

"It's alright, Zee. Everything's fine. I won't ever leave you, okay? I won't."

"Promise? No leave family." Zayn asks innocently.

"I won't. I promise, Zayn. I will not ever, leave this family."

Harry whispered as he hugged his youngest tightly, not having a care in the world other than having his son, -whom will definitely not leave him- in his arms, protectively.

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Short. Sorry if the shortness is a problem. I apologize if anything of this is a problem.

so I've read through the comments and I noticed some people don't want this to be a sad fic. But this story from the start was meant to be sad, so if you don't like it, I'm sorry.. Yes, this story will have a quite sad ending. But, there will be a 'surprise' at the very end. If you can please let me know you will still be reading this until the end, I would be very grateful.

No cliff hanger in this part!

Remember to keep commenting 'ZF'!

-Lilo