Chapter Twenty

We should take a walk someday

Dream about what we could've been

But I don't wanna leave this place

No faith in Brooklyn

"No."

"But."

"No."

"Please?"

"No."

"I'm on my knees here."

"Not happening."

"I'm begging you."

"No!"

"Why not?!"

"Because Zayn I don't feel like watching your son over top of my four kids. But then you have to throw in the rocks, Zayn.... they're not my children." I groaned on the other end, looking outside to see Niall running around with the kids. It had been about a week since we'd found out about baby number five, but we weren't going to be telling anyone anytime soon.

"Fine. You don't have to watch the rocks, but Boulder really needs you right now. He keeps going back to hoes in the garden Harry... I'm worried about him." Zayn sighed and I could just picture him shaking his head on the other end.

"He's a rock Zayn."

"He's your son."

"He's a rock."

"He's you-"

"I'll watch Oliver. That's it." I said, trying not to lose my patience.

"Fine. I'll be over at your place in a few."

"Fine."

"Are you sure I can't bring Boulder?"

"Yes."

"Ugh. Fine."

"Goodbye Zayn."

"Goodbye whore." And he hung up his phone. I shook my head a little as I walked out to the yard. Jemma came running to be the second I walked outside, throwing her arms around my leg. Niall was pushing Jonah carefully on the swing as A.J. did the same with Audrey.

"Daddy! I want swing!" Jemma said excitedly from her spot around my leg. I smiled fondly before bending down and picking her up.

"Alright princess." I said, taking her over to the swing set where the rest of the family was. Niall smiled at me before giving me a quick kiss on the cheek.

"Who was on the phone?" He asked after I set Jemma down on the swing.

"Zayn. He was just wondering if we could watch Oliver today for him and Li... I guess Liam finally told him so they're going to a doctors appointment."

"How did he sound?"

"Happy. Zayn's always wanted another one so this will be a good thing for them." I shrugged, pushing Jemma gently as she giggled.

"Good... I'm glad."

"Yeah... Same here."

"I don't Oliver to come over." A.J. finally whispered after a minute.

"Why not?" Niall asked, turning his attention from me over to A.J.

"Just don't." A.J. shrugged, not taking his attention from Audrey. Audrey was a giggling mess in the swing, clapping her hands as A.J. pushed her gently.

"Did something happen between you and Oliver?" Niall asked, arching his eyebrows as A.J. refused to look at us. He didn't get a chance to answer before Zayn came through the back door.

"Good afternoon Styles family!" He nearly yelled, but we all jumped nonetheless. Oliver was standing behind him, the same grumpy face as A.J.'s covering his expression. He had his arms over his chest and as he looked up at Zayn it was almost like he was begging Zayn not to leave.

"Uncle Zee!" Jemma was already off the swing, running towards Zayn in a second. I decided then and there that was how she greeted people, throwing her arms around their legs with a smile.

"Hello my little Jemma bug!" Zayn picked her up, bopping her nose as she giggled. Liam showed up after that, a bright smile on his face as he looked at Zayn and Jemma.

"Ready to go?" He asked Zayn who was having a little too much fun goofing off with Jemma.

"Yeah... Sorry." Zayn said, putting down Jemma who then proceeded to pout. Zayn didn't notice though, looking at Liam with a smile that I hadn't seen since after Oliver was born.

"Please take me with you? Uncle Harry and Uncle Niall don't have to watch me... I'm nine. I don't need babysitters." Oliver started to plead, grabbing onto Liam's hand as he did so.

"Sorry Olly. This is a grownup thing." Zayn said, smiling sadly at the nine year old boy.

"You're always doing grownup things."

"We know. But you love hanging out with A.J. so you'll be just fine."

"No I won't."

"Yes you will."

"What if he tries to kiss me again Papa? Will I be okay then? No I won't."

"You promised you wouldn't tell!" A.J. screamed, breaking the uncomfortable silence that had just fallen. We all looked at the six year old boy before he ran back into the house. We could all hear the slamming of his bedroom door, and we all stood there awkwardly.

"Well... that's our queue to leave... Good luck... Oh and Boulder is in the kitchen." Zayn said quickly before grabbing Liam's hand and practically dragging him out of the house. Oliver stood on the porch awkwardly, looking anywhere but at us.

"Mummy? What kissing?" Jonah asked quietly.

"I..." Niall was still in shock, his mouth wide open as he looked at the door A.J had just been through.

"How about... You answer that question and I'll go check on the six year old." I said, not even bothering to wait for Niall's answer before walking away. Oliver stopped me though by grabbing my arm, looking up at me with wide brown eyes.

"Is A.J. in trouble?" He whispered, looking at me innocently and somewhat terrified.

"He isn't in trouble Olly... Why don't you go play with Audrey while I go check on him..."

"I just don't want him to be mad at me anymore uncle Harry..." He whispered, small tears rolling down his cheeks as he looked at me. I gave him a reassuring smile before ruffling his hair.

"Everything's gonna be fine Olly."

"Promise?"

"Promise."

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