1D kidfics ✧

mellifluous

Harry: 6

Zayn: 6 

Louis: 6 1/2

Niall: 6 

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"Going to a new school won't be that bad," Robin promised the six-year-old.

Harry wiped his tears as he- attempted- to glare at his father. He pouted, crossing his arms.

"If anyone makes fun of you, tell me or the teacher," Robin said firmly, his hand tightening around his sons.

Harry let out a small sigh, eyes still blurred with tears as they walked towards the building. He felt his heart beat quicker. Without thinking, he let go of Robin's hand and decided to make a run for it- desperately trying to run back the way they came, but his father caught up in no time.

Harrys lips trembled as he put his face into Robin's neck, clinging for dear life as he felt the stare of other students on his back.

"Ah! You must be Harry!"

Harry turned around, curious as to who was calling him, he wiped his tears and waved shyly, trying his best not to look at his classmates.

"I'm Ms. Emma, Welcome to our class," She spoke, clapping her hands enthusiastically, the rest of the class following suit, "Everyone say hi to our new friend, Harry!"

"Hi Harry," The class chorused, Harry waved in response.

"You're going to be sitting next to Louis- Louis! Please raise your hand."

Harry watched as a small brunette boy raised his hand confidently, offering Harry a crooked smile.

After tapping Robin and being put down, Harry trudged over to where the boy was, sitting in front of him.

Ms. Emma clapped her hands together, "Now everyone, look at your partner- the person in front of you and introduce yourself to them. After you're done, each pair will demonstrate to the class. You have five minutes."

Harry watched as Robin spoke quietly to Ms. Emma- looking down at his lap when he noticed his teacher looking at him in pity.

Harry heard Louis let out a little groan before seeing a tiny hand in front of him, "I'm Louis," The boy calmly spoke, "I like playing footie with my best friend Niall-" he pointed at another brunette sitting at the table across from them- "I love story time and my favorite person is my mom,"

Harry nodded his head at Louis, offering him a smile.

Louis stayed quiet for a couple seconds, before huffing out in frustration, "This is the part where you introduce yourself."

Harry shook his head instantly.

Louis shrugged his shoulders, "I already know your name. Now say three f-facts about yourself."

Harry shook his head again, eyebrows pinching together in anger as he let out a loud huff, crossing his arms.

Louis let out a short whine, tears flowing down his cheeks as he raised his hand, pointing at Harry, "He's bein' mean,"

Instantly the teacher came over.

"He don't answer anyfing I say! I was bein' nice but he don't like me" The little boy wailed, making Harry pout, turning to find his father- pouting even more when he realized Robin had already left.

"He wasn't responding because he doesn't speak," Ms. Emma said calmly, instantly everyone was quiet.

Louis sniffled, "That's weird," he said quietly in response, "I wan' a new partner."

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Harry sniffled to himself, hiccuping deciding it was best to keep his head down. He heard as Louis boasted about how he was- no matter how many times Ms. Emma told him to stop, as soon as she was distracted he started again.

"Hello,"

Harry looked up, wiping his tears as he looked at the boy who sat in front of him. He watched as the little boy put a stack of paper along with some crayons in front of them.

"You were awone. Awone. Al-alone," The boy explained before blushing and smiling sheepishly, "I have wittle twoble with some lettas" He explained.

Harry smiled at him, before grabbing some crayons and a piece of paper.

"I'm Jayn," The boy said, "J-Zayn."

Harry covered his mouth to prevent himself from giggling- he shook his head, shakily writing his name down for Zayn to read.

"I know who you awe, silly! Ms. Emma told evewyone, 'membew??" Zayn said, laughing as if it was the funniest thing in the world, before pausing, scrunching his nose curiously, "Why don't you tawk?"

Harry shrugged his shoulders in response, starting down at his drawing.

"Cos you don't feel like it?" Zayn wondered, eyes lighting up when Harry nodded his head in agreement, "Oh Okay! That's owkay, I'll talk to you anyway." He muttered as he stuck his tongue out in concentration as he drew.

Harry smiled widely, continuing his drawing of a flower.

The pair stayed next to each other until recess was over.

"Okay, everyone back to your seats." Ms. Emma said loudly, clapping her hands softly.

Zayn instantly raised his hand, "I sit hewe?"

Harry instantly began nodding his head eyes wide, clasping his hands together.

"Of course," Ms. Emma instantly agreed, nodding her head softly, "Let me switch your desks."