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harry hated his brother with a burning passion right now. he couldn't believe at he would go and blurt that out to their dad of all people. why couldn't he come up with a better lie, why did he have to go and say that? especially when harry was enjoying keeping everything under the watchful eyes of his family. it wasn't even like mitch and harry were officially even together, they were just talking. and in the midst of getting to know one another.

maybe sometime soon they would be, but probably not anymore since harry's stupid brother opened up his big fat gob!

zayn didn't even say anything at first, but the look on his face said it all. as soon as those words fell from niall's mouth, they could see zayn's nostrils flare and eyebrows furrow. he stares at harry dead in his eye, before motioning him over with the finger. he didn't even have to say anything, because harry already knew. the poor curly haired boy pokes out his lip in a pout, climbing off niall's lap and walking towards zayn with his head down. niall remained on his bed looking extremely guilty and sheepish—but at least he dodged a bullet..or in this case, a belt. even if he had to sacrifice his brother.

zayn motions harry to come out of the room, before shutting he door behind him, in order to talk to just harry. harry immediately tries to explain himself before zayn can get a chance to talk.

"it's not true baba! i don't- i- i don't have a boyfriend." harry says. zayn narrows his eyes, studying his face.

"don't lie to me, harry." zayn states, his eyes piercing through harry's soul seemingly. harry clutches his hands together in front of him, looking up at him through his eyelashes.

"i'm not daddy." harry pouts, using the 'daddy' card like he normally did when he thought he was in trouble. but zayn wasn't having it as he crosses his arms over his chest, ignoring harry's little puppy eyes.

"what are you and niall being secretive about, huh?" zayn asks, keeping his eyes narrowed accusingly. harry can't help it when his cheeks heat up when he thinks back to when him and his big brother were literally licking lips just a moment ago and his face lights up. he doesn't really know how to answer his question without telling him the truth, and he doesn't know what will get him in more trouble, having a boyfriend, or his baba finding out about them kissing. neither of them sound very pleasant in the eyes of a protective dad. and harry already isn't a very good liar, especially when it comes to zayn, he could see right through him.

"w-we were just talking.." he starts, twiddling his fingers together and avoiding eye contact.

"about what?" zayn asks. harry swallows thickly.

"a-about this b-boy i like."

"so you do have a boyfriend?" zayn deadpans. harry shakes his head quickly.

"no daddy! we are.. we are just talking." harry whines. he doesn't even see why this is such a big deal. if this were louis or niall, it would be a different story.

"harry, talking, dating, i don't care. it's all the same to me. and you already know what i said about dating."

"b-but daddy, he is really nice." harry says trying to reason.

"how old is he?"

"um, s-seventeen." harry mumbled quietly, ducking his head slightly when he sees zayn's jaw clench.