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zayn has been super stressed lately, with his new album releasing very soon, and all the finishing touches he had to do, all the interviews he had lined up, the long hours in the studio. he was practically running on no sleep. he was tired and stressed. after a long week he finally got somewhat of a break to be at home, and he really just wanted to relax and have some time to get his head on right.

he wasn't so sure how much leave he was actually going to get however. the boys were being a pain in the ass lately. he would think at their ages they wouldn't act like such small kids, fussing and fighting every second, bugging one another, and being loud and rowdy around the house all day long. they were driving zayn absolutely insane. as big as the house was he couldn't seem to get away from them. zayn loves his kids, no question about that but he was just really not in the mood for their antics. today was just one of those days.

it only got harder and harder to relax as the day went on. zayn tried to sit peacefully in the living area and watch tv for a couple hours, but louis and niall were next door in the game room being just as loud as they could possibly be, yelling at one another. zayn rubbed at his temples, glaring at the tv. he was really starting to get a headache from all of this and it wasn't helping that liam kept screaming at the boys to quiet down, because he was trying to film a video, only adding to the noise.

zayn gets off the couch and goes up to his room. he grabs a pack of cigarettes, taking one out and grabbing a lighter too, before heading down to the patio. zayn doesn't smoke like he used too, he's been cutting back so much and trying to quit, but sometimes when things became too much he would smoke here or there. though it had been weeks since he had his last one and he doesn't smoke in the house or around the family. zayn slides the patio door closed and sits down at the table. he pitches the cigarette between his fingers, lighting it up and placing the lighter down on the table. zayn takes a drag off of it, sighing as the smoke is released from his mouth. he sits there for about five minutes smoking, before he hears the sliding door opening.

"baba?" harry says, standing at the door looking at zayn with big eyes. zayn sighs.

"what is it, harry?" zayn asks.

"can i come outside with you?" harry asked. zayn immediatly shakes his head no.

"no baby, stay inside until i'm done."

"no, i want to come sit with you."

"harry." zayn warned. "don't tell me no, do as i say." he tells harry sternly. harry pouts, giving zayn an angry looking face, before he slams the door and walks back somewhere into the house. zayn exhales deeply trying to keep his cool, rubbing a hand over his face. niall and louis are rowdy, harry is bratty, and zayn is highly annoyed. he finishes off the first and goes the grab another one to smoke as well, because god knows he needed it right now. once he is finally done, he comes back into the house, only to hear screaming teenagers.

"harry, go away you're being annoying!" louis yells.

"no, i want to play too! it's not fair!" harry screams.

"we don't like when you play, you're a sore loser, and cry every time!" louis screams back. zayn can tell that they're fighting when he hears smacking of skins. "stop hitting me you little brat!" louis yells loudly.

"you're stupid and mean, i hate you!" harry screams. then he hears louis cursing, thuds on the floor and harry crying out. zayn groans, rolling his eyes. he's had enough of this already, he was tired of hearing this. he storms into the game room where the boys are to sees harry and louis wrestling around on the floor, louis gripping harry's hair harshly , holding his head back, while harry is kicking him, trying to make him let him go.