baby babbles - Chapter 11: Chapter 11

Liam sighed as he picked up the sick 6 month old from his crib. This was day number three that both Harry and Niall their youngest two were sick. Their three year old was beginning to feel a bit neglected but no one was really paying much attention to the boy.
Both Louis and Liam were stressed out taking care of the little ones. They hadn't notice that Zayn had been keeping to himself lately. The raven haired boy had rely gotten any attention from them.
Zayn was currently sat on his floor in his bed room coloring on a piece of paper trying desperately to entertain himself but he felt so sad. He drew big sad tears on the piece of paper.
It was the holidays and he was supposed to be getting more attention but ever since the bies came along he wasn't getting any attention at all. Not even d attention when he did things on purpose to get his daddies attention. His little heart was slowly breaking.
"Zayn, breakfast," Louis called not even bothering to walk into the little boys room and pick him up like normal.
The raven haired boy let out a gentle huff and stood up with his picture in one hand and his stuffed tiger (princess) under his arm and trudged down the stairs still in his pajama's from the previous night not really able to dress himself.
"Good lord child, why aren't you dressed yet?" Liam scolded as he carried the small by in his arms down the stairs not bothering to stop and notice the hurt look that crossed Zayn's face.
Zayn frowned as he walked ck up the stairs and to his bed room. He pulled his favorite red shirt on and got it on inside out and he pulled his pants on ckwards before making his way ck down the stairs.
"Hungwy!" a 2 year old Harry cried as he hit the table. Louis just rolled his eyes and putting some eggs into a bowl for the boy. Harry sneezed and rubbed his nose looking at his father innocently.
Those big grey eyes got everything they wanted and Zayn didn't think it was fair. The other boys could just look innocent and their daddies were all over it but no Zayn couldn't get any ones attention.
"Get in your seat, hurry will you zayn," Louis huffed not bothering to notice that the little boys clothes were all messed up.
He wasn't being mean, he just was being brisk and unfortunately he didn't realize the effect his brisk comments were having on the little boy.
"I trying!" The three year old cried but no one bother to turn and look at him or even offer to help him up.
His little heart broke more as he finally struggled up into his chair and instead of getting eggs and little pancake bits like the others were getting he got dry cereal because his daddies weren't paying any attention.
"I'm taking Niall to the doctors today can you handle harry?" Liam asked as he looked up at his lover who groaned but nodded his head slowly.
It was like Zayn didn't even exist any more and it made the poor little boys heart feel all funny. He sniffled and rubbed at his eyes not sure if any one would notice but not really wanting them to any more.
"Yeah I think I can handle it," Louis murmured kissing Liam on the lips before kissing each of the sick bies leaving Zayn pouted out for a kiss but Louis didn't even look at him and a few tears slipped down the little boys face. His daddy wasn't even going to kiss him any more. What did he do that was so d?
"Daddy?" Zayn asked in a little voice but no one turned or acknowledged him. Harry looked at him but not long enough for any one to really realize what the boy was looking at. When he got no response he frowned and began to push his dry cereal around the bowl.
"Zayn go play," Liam brushed him off and Zayn just whined in his throat slowly slipping off his chair and running up his stairs his little heart completely shattered.
His daddies hated him he was invisible he didn't matter any more to them. How could they do this too him? He started to cry as soon as he got up to his room his little body shaking horribly.
"Daddy no wub me no mo'" He sniffled to himself as he got an idea. He grabbed a piece of paper and a crayon and did his best to scribble a note telling them that he was sorry and he was leaving though it really just looked like a bunch of scribbles except for the words "Sorry" and "Buh-bye" and Sorry was spelled with two w's instead of r's and an a instead of an O. The letter wouldn't make much sense to any one other than Zayn and maybe his daddies if they ever saw it.
The raven haired toddler went under his bed grabbing his power ranger ckpack and began to grab his favorite things like his little red blanket, a dummy that he held onto but never used, his princess, and a few other toys and things.
He grabbed his shoes slipping them on the wrong feet and he grabbed his big puffy winter jacket and slipped it over his arms slamming his note down on his bed he stalked towards the bed room door. He peaked out making sure that none of his daddies were paying attention.
Once the coast was clear he waddled out of his room and down the stairs holding his ckpack close. When he heard Louis approaching he quickly hid behind the couch and Louis just walked right past him. Zayn let out a large sigh for such a little body and continued on his way.
He made it to the door reaching for the door handle he pushed it open Liam had already left and hadn't even said good bye. Which just made the little boys heart hurt even more.
He sniffled and rubbed at his eyes knowing better than to cry in the cold or his tears would stick to his face but he was having trouble not crying. He was so hurt by his daddies actions.
It was like Zayn didn't exist and more and that made him so sad. He began to trudge along in almost a foot of snow soaking his pants and he realized that he'd wet himself because he had forgotten to use the potty this morning because his daddies didn't help him.
Letting out a small cry he just continued to trudge along the snow. He had to get to his uncle Stanley's house. He went over their all the time and they used to always walk there so he figured he could make it on his own.
It took the little boy almost an two hours to find the house shaking in the cold his pants frozen to his legs every part of him hurting he knocked on the door with all he could.
Stanley opened the door and was shocked by what he saw. "Andy! Get the phone!" He shouted. Him and Andy hung out all the time they were Louis and Liam's best friend and often watched the kids.
"Zayn sweetie!" Stanley urged as he opened his arms but the little boy wouldn't move towards him.
"I ha...had ..an..asident!" he cried openly now and Stanley frowned as he nodded in acknowledgment before picking up the little boy and holding him at arms length and rushing him up the stairs and into the throom. The little boys lips were blue from not being sufficiently wrapped up and Zayn was kind of acting off.
"Shh, it's ok buddy, Uncle Stan has you ok? It's alright," Stanley urged as he began to strip the boy not knowing what to do from there because the little boys skin was so raw and dry that it cracked and bled just getting the pants off.
"ANDY CALL AN AMBULANCE!" Stanley shouted before gathering a sobbing Zayn in his arms beginning to rock him ck and forth.
Andy rushed up the stairs taking in Zayn's state he quickly called for help. Help arrived in record time and Stanley climbed into the ambulance with a dozing Zayn.
"Keep him awake for us yeah?" Stanley frowned doing his best to keep the little boy awake. Zayn didn't want to be awake though he was so cold and he was tired and he wanted to sleep.
It was a fight to keep him awake but he managed to keep him up the whole ride to the hospital. Once to the hospital they whisked the little boy out of sight.
"I'm going to kill Louis and Liam," Stanley hissed as he called Louis waiting paitently for the other boy to pick up.
"'lo?" Louis hummed into the phone bouncing a crying Harry on his hip.
"It's Stan, I was wondering if you wanted to get your ass to the hospital or should I just tell them that your too busy for that," Stanley snapped. Louis looked confused.
"Why would I come to the hospital?" Louis frowned as he bounced Harry honestly forgetting that there was one child who he hadn't seen all day.
"Oh I don't know, Are you missing a child?" Stan snapped into the phone looking at the hospital tile trying not to lose it.
"No...Niall's asleep and I have Harry right he- Zayn?" He frowned as he remember that yeah he had a three year old who had been awfully quite today. Panic struck him as he rushed to the boy's room and pushed it open finding the not.
"Oh god zayn!"
"Yeah, Oh god is right!" Stanley snapped. "He showed up at my house pee soaked and freezing cold. I'm sitting in the hospital right now! Way to go Louis!"
"Oh my gosh, we'll be right there can you send Andy over to come watch the other two?" Louis asked in a rush and Stanley said ok before hanging up the phone and Andy left the hospital to go watch the other two boys and with in the next half hour Louis and Liam had showed up in the hospital room finding Stanley the guilt ridden looks on their faces said everything.
"Seriously, I can't believe you guys forgot about him. Next time ask for help, don't just ignore one," Stanley hissed looking at his best friends before sighing. "A nurse just came ck told me what room he's in and what's going on," He added.
"is he ok? Where is he!?" Liam freaked out his eyes scanning all over the place. Louis wrapped his arms gently around the spazzing boy and looked at Stanley expectantly.
"They are warming him up right now. It looks like he was beginning to get Hypothermia. It's a good thing he found my house before much longer or it could have coasted him a leg or something," Stanley sighed.
"he's this way," Stanley led them down the hospital hall way and pushed the door open revealing a little Zayn in a huge hospital bed with his stuffed tiger clenched at his side and his eyes closed.
"Oh by boy," Louis gushed as he rushed forward and gently pressed a kiss to the raven haired boy's forehead. Zayn blinked his eyes open tiredly looking up at his daddy.
"Sorry I d, Sorry Daddy, sorry papa," He mumbled out tiredly and if the hearts in the room weren't already broken they sure as hell were now. Liam shook his head tears in his eyes as he gently ran his hand through Zayn's dark locks.
"no by, you weren't d, we were," Liam promised as he stroked the little boys cold skin and Louis continued to press soft kisses to any where and everywhere on the boys face. Zayn let out a little giggle.
"Daddy 'n papa no d, juwst buwsy" He hummed tiredly and he reached out for Louis who gently scooped up the three year old careful of his wires and laid down on the bed with him. Zayn snuggled up against him.
"wub you," Zayn sniffled his eyes falling shut and Liam swore he'd never felt worse than that day and he swore he'd be dead before he let it happen again.