Little Angel [Zayn centric]

6

Monday, 5:32pm

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"Sounds like papa's home." Harry smiled as he served the boys dinner.

He'd been in a great mood all day because he got Zayn an appointment with a psychologist tomorrow at 4:00pm.

Last time he and Liam tried to get Zayn help, it was a psychiatrist.

Harry felt more confident this time, and hoped with every ounce of him that this person could help Zayn.

"Hi papa." Louis grinned as Liam came into the kitchen.

"Hey." Liam smiled, patting his head before he reached over and messed Niall's hair up on purpose.

"Stop papa." Niall laughed, trying to lean away from his touch.

Liam walked over and kissed Harry's cheek, looking at Zayn next.

He was staring blankly at his food, not paying attention to his surroundings at all.

"Smells good." Liam commented after he and Harry both stared at Zayn for a second.

"Sit, have some." Harry said softly, fixing him a plate.

"I called the psychologist today," Harry said.

"And?" Liam asked, pausing from taking a bite.

"Tomorrow at 4:00pm." Harry smiled.

"That's great. I'll leave work early so I can be there." Liam said.

"Yeah, I was thinking we could leave the boys with my mom. I know she'd love to come over and watch them." Harry told him.

"Sounds like a plan." Liam said quietly.

"Grandma's coming?" Louis asked.

"Yep." Harry smiled.

"Why?" Niall asked.

"We have to take Zayn to the special doctor, remember?" Harry asked.

Zayn then began to pay attention.

"What doctor?" He asked, looking at Harry.

"A psychologist." Harry said casually.

"I'm not sick." Zayn said, staring at him.

Harry glanced at Liam. "We know, it's just to...talk."

"I don't want to go to the doctor. I don't like doctors." Zayn said.

"Don't worry, it's not like the regular doctor. No shots or anything." Liam said.

"I don't care. I'm not going." Zayn said angrily.

"It's for the best, buddy." Harry said gently.

Zayn pouted, folding his arms.

He didn't eat anymore, and stayed in that position until he was dismissed from the table.

"Alright, bath time." Liam said, picking Niall up.

"Daddy?" Louis asked after Liam and Niall left the room.

"Yeah?" Harry responded, putting everyone's dishes in the sink.

"Um, I have a question," Louis began.

Harry paused, looking at him.

"I was wondering if I could play soccer." Louis said, watching Harry for a reaction.

"Sure. We've got a ball. Go play." Harry smiled.

"No daddy, on a team. Like real soccer." Louis clarified.