homeless [l.s.]

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"okay, louis. movies over. time to get up, lazy arse."

louis stirred, "mmph, no."

"please?"

"no." he hummed, making himself comfortable on harry's lap by shoving his face into his chest.

"but lou, you're heavy!" that was a lie.

"deal with it."

harry sighed, resting his head in his palm, and staring not-so-creepily at louis as he slept. he actually didn't even mind louis sleeping on his lap, it kind of felt like a duvet cover draped over his legs.

"alright, off to bed." harry suddenly said after a while, standing up and wrapping his arms around louis' waist, somehow picking him up.

"mmhph, what? okay.." louis slurred, eyes opening slightly before closing again and falling back into a slumber as harry indistinctively rocked him slightly as he walked.

harry opened the door with one hand, and shuffled inside quietly. his eyes landed on zayn, who was snoozing away in the middle of the bed, taking up all the room.

he carried louis over to the right side, and carefully placed him on the bed, letting him slide under the covers and push zayn out of the way slightly, he made some random noise and turned over.

"goodnight, lou." harry said in a sing-songy voice.

"wait." louis' raspy voice said as harry was about to leave the room.

"what's up?" harry said, crouching down and meeting eye-level with louis.

louis sat up, giving harry a quick peck on the cheek, before laying back down and making himself comfortable, where zayn was now reaching out and fisting his father's shirt.

harry left the room, closing the door behind him and touching his cheek slightly, blushing until he looked like a fucking tomato.

"daddy?"

"mhm?"

"when are you going to get married?"

"oh my god, zayn."

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"niall, niall, oh my god niall-"

"harold edward styles, this better be important because it is-" he stopped to supposedly look at the time, "- 12:30 in the morning and i have to get up early so i swear to god if you woke me up because you stubbed your toe i will come over to your house and stab your kneecaps off!"

oh.

"louis fell asleep on me!"

the line went silent.

"no way! how-"

"well," harry started, fumbling with his fingers excitedly, "we were watching finding nemo and-"

"you watched finding nemo without me?!"

"yes, but that's not the point-"

niall inhaled sharply, "hatred cannot begin to describe the emotion i'm feeling right now."

harry sighed, "fine, i will make it up to you."

on the other end of the line, niall grinned, sitting up in bed and making himself comfortable, "so, tell me the deets."

"niall, we're not 10 year old girls."

"yes we are, come on."

45 minutes later and harry was laying on his stomach on the couch with the phone pressed against his ear, and niall slouched on his mountain of pillows, with his phone slipping out of his grasp, both snoozing away.

i turned over opening my eyes slightly, although i was greeted with someone dressed in a spooky halloween mask. i let out a yelp and hit my head on the wall.

"zayn!" i hissed, he was rolling on the floor, laughing, the mask slipping off his face slightly.

"your- face!" he said, panting with his arms clutched around his stomach.

"very funny, zayn."

suddenly, the door shot open, and zayn's mother was standing there, tightening her robe with bags under her eyes, "wh-whats going on? what happened? i heard a bang-"

"oh, mum," zayn suddenly stood up, pacing over to his mother and placing a hand on the small of her back, "mum, i'm sorry, go back to bed, it's early, and you have work."

he led her out of the room, telling her to go back to sleep and that she shouldn't be awake this early. i smiled, leaning back on the pillows.

when zayn walked back in the room, i blew him a kiss, "mumma's boy."

"i hope you die in your sleep."

"thanks love."

in the bedroom, louis was being woken up by a kicking sensation, he cracked his eyes open and was greeted with zayn trashing and whimpering in his sleep.

"zayn?"

no response.

"zayn."

still no response.

louis sighed, sitting up and rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. he reached out and held zayn from his shoulders, stilling him from his (what seemed to be) nightmare.

"zayn."

all zayn did was clench his eyes shut and keep whimpering, legs thrashing and kicking louis in the side. he let out an unattractive groan.

"zayn, please."

eventually, his eyes shot open, breathing heavily as they wandered around the room, eventually landing on his father.

he let out a choked sob, his eyes pooling with tears, and louis pulled him up and cradled him to his chest, rocking him slightly as he cried, reassuring him and telling him he's okay.

"wanna tell me what happened?" louis whispered in his ear, nestling him into his shoulder blade.

zayn sniffled, before crawling even further onto louis' lap, now resting his ear on his shoulder blade, tears still flowing out of his eyes.

"no." he finally said, wrapping his free arm around louis' neck and digging his face into it, sobbing.

"love," louis started, rubbing his back, "i can't help you if i don't know what's wrong."

"i- uh- a- i-, i-, i-, " he spluttered, choking on his words.

louis pulled back, holding his son's face in his hands, stroking his tears away from his cheeks, "promise to tell me in the morning?"

zayn nodded, sniffing up his snot as louis propped himself up on the headboard, pulling zayn to his chest, nestling his nose into his hair and planting kisses to his head.

within minutes they were both fast asleep.

A/N

well well well

this was definitely short but i love it so

have a good day

-el :)