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Harry had just dropped Louis off at preschool. "Bye, baby, I love you!" Louis giggled and hugged his daddy. "Bye, daddy! I go school now." Harry laughed, kissed him again, and left with Zayn on his hip.
                          
Harry and Zayn walked out to the car where Harry buckled Zayn into his seat, kissed his cheek and went to his side, got in and they were off.
                          
A few hours later found Harry cleaning and paying the bills while Zayn took his afternoon nap. Louis was also home and quietly watched his afternoon cartoons.
                          
Liam was supposed to be home an hour ago, but still hadn't shown, and it's not like Harry hasn't tried. He's called him, left him texts, and left him loads of messages, but nothing. Not one thing from Liam and Harry was getting both furious and worried for his husband.
                          
"Papa!" Louis screamed, running to Liam as soon as he got in. Liam stumbled back. Harry knew what that meant.
                          
"Hey, bud, not so loud. Papa has a headache." Liam chuckled as he picked up Louis. Louis giggled. "Sowwy, Papa. Papa, Daddy played with me and I even got to play with Zaynie! Daddy said I was a good and big boy!" He squealed.
                          
"LouLou, will you go upstairs to your room? Daddy needs to talk to Papa, I'll b e in in a few to tuck you in for your afternoon nap, yeah?"
                          
"Okay, daddy, I love you!" He giggled and hugged Harry. "I love you, Papa!" He squealed and hugged Liam and ran upstairs.
                          
When he was sure he was upstairs, Harry started on his husband. "Where the hell have you been?"  He screamed.
                          
"I went out. Sometimes adults go out when they want to be alone? You wouldn't understand. You play with a three-year-old and a four-month-old who drools and doesn't know what he wants!"
                          
"He's a baby, Li! Of course he doesn't know what he wants!"
                          
Liam glared at him then pushed past him. "Don't even think about going upstairs. I'm banning you to the couch."
                          
Liam turned around. "What?! You can't do that!"
                          
"I can, and I am. I'm kicking you to the couch for as long as I want." Harry clarified.
                          
Liam huffed, grumbled things, and went upstairs.
                          
Harry sighed. How does he explain Niall to him?