RoadtripTV BoyxBoy {Fluffy One Shots}

family (five, OT6)

AN/ PLEASE READ: I hope you enjoy yet another part of the family one shot, or five shot, or whatever. It would mean the entire world to me if you checked out my other book, When Light Met Dark. Thanks for almost 20K reads, that is mind blowing. 

Harris' POV

With a new day comes a new day of school. I had recently started to wake up earlier and go to the studio room to play the guitar. I had been learning, and Papa taught me most of the time. As usual, I headed down there. On my way out of the room, I grabbed my guitar. I headed down, still in my PJ's, to the room. I sat down and I began to warm up my fingers with some scales and bits. I then began playing some Ed Sheeran, just some simple Perfect. I fell into the tune, closing my eyes and feeling it. I after a few repetitions of the chords, I began to sing the tune. I tapped my feet along with the beat.

After everything, music felt natural. When you are strumming a guitar and singing along it's like nothing else exists. Just as easy as it is to slip into the notes and the world of music, it's easy to be knocked out.

"Hey Harris, that was really good," Pops said.

"Thanks Pops, I have been working on it a lot," I said, truthfully.

"You know Papa taught me, too."

"He did?"

"Yeah, made me relatively good."

"Cool," I said, reaching for his arms. He picked me up.

"You need to get ready and eat."
"I know, can you carry me upstairs?" I questioned, battering my eyelids.
"No, I think you can do it all on your own."

"I don't think so," I said, pouting.

He put me down, "Go, cheeky monkey."
I ran up the stairs, and into my room. I grabbed my clothes from the closet and changed into them.
I walked into the bathroom, and I joined Ayden who was also brushing his teeth.
"Morning," I said.
"Morning," I think he said.

I brushed my teeth, and then followed Harris downstairs. I heard crying and screaming coming from Ben's room, and I figured he was throwing a fit again.

Andy's POV

Ben was crying and screaming on his bed.

"Benjamin, calm down please," I said, practically pulling my hair out.

"AYE AYE I DONT WANNA GO!" he said.

I knew this was far more than a, "I don't want to go to school fit." I was sat on the edge of his bed as he sobbed. I figure Ben and I were going to be late. I quickly texted for the Rye to get the boys to school.

"Ben, come here, please."

"NO!" he shouted back.

"Okay, Ben, I am going to go outside for five minutes, and when I come back I want you to be a little more calm."

Ben started to cry more. I quickly left the room, keeping the door closed by sitting on the other side of it.
"I will be back in five minutes, don't leave the room. If you do there will be punishment," I said, upset I had to do this to him.

I got up, and walked downstairs to say goodbye to the twins and Emily.

"Morning boys," I said.
"Morning Papa," the boys said.

I came over and gave them a hug and kiss on the forehead.

"I love you," I said.

"Love you, too," they both said.

I then walked over to Rye where I gave his a quick kiss.

"Morning, babe," he said.

"Morning," I said.
"Ben throwing a fit?"
"Yes, I'll deal with it."