Chapter 34: Family Vacation

                                    

                                          
It's a filler, but it's fluffy. I'm high, this might not make sense. 
                          
Chapter 34: Family Vacation
                          
Liam inhaled sharply before blinking his eyes open. He knew it was early, earlier than his alarm was set to go off at least. Regardless, he still sat up slightly in his bed to look at the clock. The red numbers read 6:34 in the morning, which was 26 minutes before the set time to get up. They had a plane to Hawaii to catch today. Liam decided that getting up would be good. He could get the boys ready and breakfast made so Louis didn’t feel rushed and get flustered on a day that was meant for pure fun.
                          
So Liam cautiously got out of bed, turning off the alarm that hadn’t gone off and leaving the room. He decided to go to Niall’s room first, since he was going to be the hardest to wake up. Niall wasn’t technically a morning person unless he woke up on his own accord; he was going to be an absolutely pain to deal with. Liam opened Niall’s bedroom door and walked over to his crib. Niall was fast asleep, laying on his stomach as puffs of air escaped his open mouth. Liam felt really guilty, but it had to be done.
                          
“Niall.” Liam cooed quietly, his fingers rubbing at Niall’s back. Niall twitched and his face instantly scrunched up in an unhappy way. When Niall’s eyes opened his bottom lip started trembling as well, making Liam frown. Niall let out a cry as he pushed himself up so he was sitting, then pulled himself up using the bars of his crib. He reached his arms out for his Papa and Liam instantly grabbed him, cuddling him to his chest. Niall cried into Liam’s shoulder and Liam bounced him gently. When that didn’t work, Liam grabbed the pacifier from Niall’s crib and plopped it in his mouth. Niall sucked on it greedily, silencing his cries vocally, but not physically.
                          
“My baby boy, I’m sorry.” Liam hummed. Niall pulled the pacifier out of his mouth.
                          
“Papa.” Niall whined using his other hand to grip at Liam’s bare chest.
                          
“I know, sweetheart, I know.” Liam whispered as he kissed Niall’s hair. When Niall had calmed down completely, Liam changed his diaper and kissed at his pudgy tummy. That instantly lifted Niall’s mood even more as he squealed and grabbed on to Liam’s hair. Liam winced, reaching up to remove Niall’s vice grip from his head.
                          
“Ow, okay love, that’s enough.” When he finally got Niall to let go he threw him in the air slightly, making him giggle loudly. Liam placed Niall on his hip, grinning down at him.
                          
“Should we go wake up Harry?” Liam asked Niall. Niall looked up at Liam with wide, curious eyes.
                          
“Ha-wee?” Niall asked. Liam hummed and kissed Niall’s nose.
                          
“You’re such a smart little man, aren’t you?” Liam said and Niall nodded. He was absolutely adorable.
                          
Liam and Niall went down the hall to Harry’s room, pushing the door open. Harry was curled up on his bed, his new Batman action figure he got for Christmas held tight in his arms. That couldn’t be comfortable, Liam thought. Liam slowly walked over to Harry’s single bed, before placing Niall down on the mattress.
                          
“Do your thing, sweetie pie.” Liam said to Niall. Niall squealed and started smacking Harry’s back, making the young boy jump at the loud noise. When Harry realized it was Niall, he closed his eyes and buried his face in his pillow.
                          
“Har-bear, it’s time to wake up, bud!” Liam greeted, sitting on Harry’s bed and patting at his legs. Harry kicked at Liam slightly, shaking his head.
                          
“No. Sleep.” Harry grumbled. Liam laughed and scooped Niall up, placing him in his lap.
                          
“You are almost as bad as your older brother, and you are only five years old.” Liam stated. Harry muttered something but sat up, pushing some hair off of his face. He needed a haircut.