homeless [l.s.]

21

"mr. harry?"

harry turned his head to the back seat, and saw a beautiful, sweet, innocent boy, his hair as messy as it could be, and his unbelievably small feet barely touching the floor of the car, with an even smaller boy on his lap, eyes open and holding onto the older boys' hands, which were wrapped around his waist.

"yeah, love?"

"i need to go pee-pee."

"don't you have a nappy? can't you pee-pee in that?"

"what's a nappy?"

"oh."

harry pulled over, rain still spitting out from the clouds, and walked over to louis and zayn's side, and opened the door.

"i'm stuck." zayn grinned, still clutching onto louis' small hands.

"alrighty, let's get you out of there, mr. zayn."

harry reached down, taking louis' hands in his own, goosebumps erupting on his skin, and he carefully unravelled his hands from zayn, letting him slide free as louis' went limp, still taking soft breaths as he slept.

"okay, let's go." harry said quietly, picking zayn up after he quietly closed the door and locked the car.

"bouncy, bouncy, bouncy- why'd you stop?"

"oh, sorry, but- we're here."

zayn looked up and saw a small building, with three doors, the one on the left with a stickman on it, the one in the middle with what seemed to be a person in a wheelchair, and the one on the right with a lady stickman on it. harry pushed open the door in the middle.

"wait, can you stay here? i'll be ten seconds."

"no, take me." zayn said, making grabby hands.

"okay, but it's gonna be a bumpy ride."

harry hoisted zayn up to his shoulders and started bouncing towards the car.

"mr. harry! this isn't helping! i might pee-pee on your head!"

once harry reached the car, he quickly opened up the boot, rustled around in a bag, then shut it and started bouncing back to the restroom.

once the pair had reached it, harry dropped zayn to his arms and shut the door behind him, and locked it.

"okay, let's get this done quickly, so then you can get back to your cuddle monster, shall we?"

harry wriggled zayn out of his pants and underwear, then sat him on the toilet, holding him up slightly so he didn't fall through into the toilet.

"you're a natural!" harry exclaimed once zayn had finished his peeing session.

"thank you, mr. harry, i've been training."

harry lifted zayn off the toilet and helped him up onto the tray that was situated on the wall.

"have you ever used a nappy before, zayn?" harry asked, slightly concerned.

"i don't think so."

"oh- well, now you have! this might feel a bit weird, but it'll be over in, like, 30 seconds."

"okay."

harry skillfully put the nappy on zayn, and then hoisted him up and cleaned up the mess he made.

"now, you can pee wherever you want, whenever you want!"

"i feel like i'm wearing 50 thousand under- undies!"

"once you start wearing them a lot, it'll only feel like you're wearing 10 pairs! now let's get you back to that cuddle monster, shall we?"

"you're my favourite cuddle monster, mr. harry."