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today is the day, the day for zayn to officially meet the guy harry is supposedly seeing, and while harry was happy about it, zayn wasn't too thrilled. if anything, he was quite agitated about the whole thing. since when was harry even into guys? what had zayn been missing all this time? he has been so engrossed in his music lately, writing new songs, making trips to the studio and making preparations for upcoming events. had he gotten so busy that he has not been involved in the boys lives?


damn it all. it gets hard sometimes staying attentive to his kid's daily lives with the career path he'd chosen. but, that's how it was and he couldn't really change unless he wanted to throw it all away and give up his dreams—which he and nor his family wanted. that's beside the point though, the main problem was the fact that his youngest son is growing rapidly and he's not liking it one bit. in fact, he hates it with a burning passion.


it was bound to happen sooner or later, but damn it the kid is only fifteen. he still loves cuddling with his dad and papa, he still hasn't grew out of innocently kissing them on the mouth yet, and for fuck sake the kid didn't even know what weed was a couple weeks ago. where the hell is the time going? zayn has a serious headache thinking about it, his head is spinning too quickly.


now he's wanting to date boys, and soon the sex talk is gonna need to be had. zayn could throw up at the mere thought of it—call him dramatic, but god knows he didn't want to even think about that happening anytime soon. he doesn't even know why he agreed to let harry bring the boy over to dinner to meet him. he had no intentions of letting harry actually go out with this boy. but, those damned puppy eyes and that child-like voice harry uses against him, he honestly couldn't say no this time.


it didn't matter anyway, because zayn isn't intending on making this easy for him. he's definitely going to give whoever this mitch guy is a hard time. zayn will be damned if he let's some rando think he can date harry without getting through to him first. and getting through to zayn was like trying to dig through a brick wall with a plastic spoon. it was just impossible. 


poor harry, he didn't even know what he was in for tonight.


the fifteen year old is so happy, he has been prancing around all morning leading into the midday like he's won the lottery. zayn almost felt bad, but just because he decided to let harry bring this guy over, doesn't mean zayn is going to automatically approve. but, it all depends on how everything turns out and how zayn's feeling tonight. and it didn't look like it is going to go well. zayn is already in a sour mood. unhappy dad means that everyone will face his wrath


and guess what? louis is the first person to stir the pot and get zayn's nerves going. zayn's just downstairs on his macbook, going on a few sounds that's he's looking to use for his next potential album. his earbuds are jammed in his ears, turned up to the maximum and yet, he can still hear loud music playing from the outside. zayn clenches his jaw in annoyance. he takes out his earbuds and gets up after setting the macbook aside.


he marches up the long staircase, before going straight to the source and bursting through the door of louis' room.


"louis turn that fucking music down!" zayn bellows without warning. louis nearly jumps out of his skin and scrambles to turn down the volume on the stereo. zayn glares at him. "i told you about playing that loud ass music, louis. this is not a club, i could barely concentrate."




"sorry, dad." louis says sheepishly.



"keep it down, if i have to tell you again i'm going to take the damn thing and throw it out the nearest window." zayn hisses, not giving louis a chance to response before he shuts the door and goes back to his spot downstairs. he works on his stuff for a while longer before he decides to give himself a break and grab a snack. closing his laptop, he puts it away and goes into the kitchen.




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