1D kidfics ✧

quality time

niall: daddy

louis: papa

zayn: 16

harry:3

"good news," louis said as he cut into his steak, "you're going to be watching harry this weekend, zayn,"

the sixteen year old choked on his food as he looked up at his parents, "what?" he said, eyes wide. 

niall nodded is head as he fed harry, "its going to be our ten-year anniversary," he said shyly, "and your father and i want to spend some quality time together. you and your brother could use some too," he explained softly. 

"but why do i have to be the one who watches him?" zayn whined, "you can't hire a babysitter or something?"

louis scoffed, "why would we waste money paying some sixteen-year-old to watch our kid,when we have you? plus," he said, waving his fork, "this'll teach you a thing or two about responsibility."

zayn rolled his eyes, "okay, so i have to watch him," he grumbled, "where are you two gonna be?" he asked, raising his eyebrow.

"out," louis deadpanned.

"whewe hazza going?" he three-year-old asked, looking at both of his parents. 

"you're not going anywhere, you're going to stay here with your big brother, isn't that exciting?" louis cooed, watching as the little boy nodded his head. 

"seriously, do i have to watch him?" zayn muttered.

niall nodded his head, "you don't have much of a choice, zayn, we're leaving tonight,"

"whewe?" harry asked, turning around to face niall. 

"your papa and i are going out," niall said without thinking. 

harry nodded his head, grabbing a napkin and wiping his mouth, "hazza come too," he said smiling. 

niall shook his head, running his hands through harrys hair softly, "its only papa and i," 

almost instantly, harry began to cry, 

louis grumbled something under his breath before picking the boy up, instantly rocking the boy back and forth, until he had finally fell asleep. 

zayn opened his mouth, arms crossed, "he doesn't cry often, does he?" he asked as he reached out, taking the three-year-old into his hold. 

niall shook his head, "its quite rare, only whenever he's sick, sad, scared or upset," 

zayn nodded his head, rocking harry back and forth as he waved to his parents, watching them walk through the door. 

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 

"jayn," a small voice called out,

zayn groaned in response, covering his face with his pillow. 

"jayn," the voice called out again, poking zayns stomach. 

"what," zayn whined out. 

"hungwy," harry responded, patting his stomach.

zayn turned around to check the time and groaned softly, getting up staring down at harry. 

"what do you want to eat?"

harry shrugged his shoulders.

"cereal?"

he shook his head.

"toast?"

he shook his head.

"fruit?"