Swear Jars and Babies (Book Four)

Chapter Forty-Two

Chapter Forty-Two

Isn't it messed up how I'm just dying to be him

I'm just a notch in your bedpost

But you're just a line in a song

"Alexander, you have to apologize."

"No." A.J. said, his arms crossed over his chest as he looked at me. We were in the kitchen, away from everyone else as I tried to talk some sense into the three year old boy.

But I should know better.

"Alexander." I tried again, sighing as I knew this was probably going nowhere.

"Daddy no." A.J. whined, looking away from me again. He was just as stubborn as Niall and I'm praying to God that Jonah and Jemma aren't even close to being as stubborn.

"Alexander Jace Styles, apologize to your uncle for flushing his rock down the toilet."

"But I no sorry. Olly took my elephant." A.J. defended himself, throwing his arms up as he did so. He looked at me with disbelief, shaking his head at me.

"And how is that your uncles fault? Say you're sorry." I sighed, tired and not wanting to go through this again. Was it so hard to say you were sorry?

I mean god, I say sorry every day.

Or at least I feel like I do.

"I no sorry."

"Yes you are. You made your uncle cry."

"Is not my fault uncle Zee likes rocks more than Olly's turtle." A.J. said, shaking his head again as he looked at me.

"Say you're sorry."

"No."

"Alexander."

"You say you're sorry Daddy. Is your fault uncle Li's turtle is dead."

"He told you about that?" I whispered, looking at the kitchen door. I was waiting for Liam to peek his head through the door, a glare on his face and then for him to disappear.

That was a classic Liam.

"See. I no have to say sorry. Daddy isn't sorry for uncle Li's turtles."

"Wait... Turtles?! I didn't kill Timothy!" I shrieked, earning a very confused look from A.J. and another shriek from the other room. Liam came crashing into the room, eyes wide and murder clear on his face.

"I knew it. I knew it! You son of a b-" Liam yelled, only to be cut off by Zayn running into him. They fell to the ground, Zayn on top and Liam still shouting at me.

"Guys... Keep the foreplay in the bedroom, there are children in the room." I said, covering up A.J.'s eyes not wanting my son to see something a little too mature.

"Let me kill him!" Liam yelled.

"Dammit Liam, I need him for child support!"

"I'm sorry!" A.J. screamed, and I took that as my cue to leave. I picked the three year old up, carefully stepping over the arguing couple who was still on the floor...

"We're taking Olly with us." I said, figuring that was a fair compromise for the child support... and the turtle.

And the rock.

Mostly for the child support though.

Not that they know that.

"Do I even want to know?" Niall asked, looking at me with an arched eyebrow as I ran into the living room. Niall was sitting on the floor with Oliver in his lap as he helped him hold Jemma.

"Hey Olly, why don't you go grab some clothes? You're gonna hang out with us tonight!" I said in an overexcited tone in hopes he would become just as excited.

It didn't work.

In fact he gave me the exact same look Liam used to give me.

It was a cross between a "you had one job" and "you're dead to me" look.

"Why?"

"Because.... You haven't hung out with your favorite uncle in like forever!"

"I'm hanging out with you now..."

"Yeah... but my house is cooler. Now cmon before your dads try to kill me." I said quickly, really hoping the kid would just do what I asked.

But I should know better.

I can't even get my own kid to do what I asked.

"Harry!" Liam shrieked, the sound of his voice making my blood run cold. I was terrified.

Completely and utterly terrified.

Liam and Zayn both stood at the kitchen door now, glares on their faces.

F uck.

I think I'm gonna puke.

"Do you wanna go or not Oliver? It's your last chance to escape the craziness that is your parents." I said, trying to convince him.

To be honest I wasn't very sure why.

"A.J. flushed my papa's rock down the toilet." Oliver said slowly, almost as if he was trying to prove a point. A.J. let out a groan before rolling his eyes at Oliver.

"I say sorry." A.J. said.

"Liar."

"I no liar."

"Yes you are."

"You liar."

"No I'm not."

"Fine. I no longer your boyfriend." A.J. huffed, looking away from Oliver. Niall and I watched somewhat amused, but I was more curious as to how the hell A.J. knew what the term boyfriend meant.

He was three.

He can't have a boyfriend.

"Good. I didn't want you to be my boyfriend anyways." Oliver shouted, which in turn made Jemma start to cry. I took that as our queue to leave the Payne-Malik home...

"Well... This was great, but I guess we've worn out our welcome... Thanks for watching A.J.... Sorry about the rock... and the uh... turtle." I said awkwardly as I waited for Niall to put Jemma back in her carrier. It took longer than expected, but no one said anything after that.

Once we reached the car, I helped A.J. into his seat as Niall took care of Jemma. It wasn't until we got in that my phone started to ring, the annoying sound marimba filling the car.

The number said unknown.

"Hello?" I said, really hoping it wasn't who I thought it was.

"Hi there guard dog, it's been a while. Fancy a chat?"

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Hi.

So, I know I said the character ask was gonna be up yesterday... but I got really busy last night and today.

Kristie transferred the questions for me, so expect the answers tomorrow.

If I don't do the answers, you guys can hate me.

I'll understand.

But yeah.

Anyways... QOTD: who is/are your favorite music artist(s) besides 1D and 5sos?

AOTD: I have several lol. But my top five in no particular order are Magic Man, Walk The Moon, Fall Out Boy, Panic At The Disco, and Mayday Parade. I have more but those are my top five haha.

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