baby babbles - Chapter 26: Chapter 26

Louis sniffled as he sat in the corner of the room trying not to cry. He had no idea what was going on with everyone in the house today but no one was being very nice. Louis was three years old and the son of Zayn Malik and Louis Tomlinson. He had two younger brothers Harry and Niall, Harry was two years old and Niall was almost a year old and it was Niall's first Christmas and his daddies seemed to be very stressed out and the little boy didn't understand why. This was supposed to be a good day or at least that's what daddy had always told him tucking him in the night before.
Tonight however had been much different. It started that morning when they woke up and Louis wasn't feeling well so he didn't get right out of bed causing his father to snap at him and him to whimper and kind of lag around the rest of the day. Then Harry started to misbehave and blame Louis for everything and of course Harry got everything he wanted so the daddies always believed Harry over Louis because how could their sweet little Harry do anything wrong? Louis had spent most of the day in time out.
It was starting to get dark outside and Louis was frustrated because Santa was supposed to come tonight but his family was being so mean and he'd gotten put in time out so many times today he was worried Santa wasn't going to like him anymore. His daddies obviously didn't like him any more so why should Santa. But then an Idea crossed his mind Santa could make magic happen! He'd go ask Santa to make his daddies love him again!
Louis smiled to himself at his idea. He knew it was a great idea but he had to get to Santa and get out of the house without his daddies seeing. He frowned and grabbed his jacket searching the hallway for his daddies before darting across it and out the ck door shutting it quietly. He doubted his daddies would even notice he was gone for a little while. He couldn't be bothered to think about all the time he'd spent in time out today he was going to make everything better.
The little three year old stepped into the snow shivering because it was about 3 degree's outside with a wind chill of about negative 10. Not weather a three year old should be out in. The snow was coming down hard and the little boy didn't think to turn around and go home he had to get to Santa. Santa was going to make his daddies love him again. Santa was going to fix everything and Louis wouldn't have to worry about anything ever again.
He'd been walking for about an hour and he couldn't feel his fingers any more and he was starting to not be able to feel other parts of his little body. He needed to go to the throom and he really wanted to turn around and go home but he couldn't, He couldn't go ck he had to talk to Santa.
To add to the problems little Louis didn't know which direction was home any more but he knew if he kept going he'd get to the mall where Santa was.
The little feathery haired boy could SEE the cars and the mall now and he knew if he walked a little faster he'd get there but he didn't think he could cross the streets on his own and he was worried but he had to get to Santa!
He wasn't going to turn around or get scared he was going to get to Santa and Santa was going to make it better. He hoped. He continued to trudge across the snow his feet now completely frozen having wet himself and that was frozen to his legs.
He felt like his lungs were on fire and like he was going to implode at any moment but he was so close.
It took him about another hour to cross the roads after getting hit by a bicyclist who ran over his hand and didn't even notice the little boy just hugged the hurting hand closer and continued to the mall finally reaching it he looked around there were very little people because it was about closing time for the mall and he'd managed to just make it. He pushed the door open and wandered through the mall starting to feel overly miserable before a firm familiar voice washed over.
"What are you doing little boy?" It was Santa! The same Santa that he'd seen just a week ago. Little Louis sighed in relief everything on him was starting to hurt and tears formed in his eyes as he pressed his frozen hands to his face.
"Santa!" the little boy cried and the big man in the Santa suit quickly picked him up ignoring the urine smell radiating off the boy. He frowned when he realized how cold the little boy was.
"Where are your dads sweet heart?" The Santa having remember the two men that Louis had asked for presents for the day they met a week ago.
"Home, Santa I needs you to make dem loves me again," The man in the Santa suit frowned they'd seemed like such a loving family a few days ago but he was talking to a possibly delirious three year old.
"How long have you been outside?" He asked worried as he ran his hand over the little boys feathery hair.
"long time," He mumbled his speech beginning to slur and his eyes starting to get droopy before he passed out against the fake Santa clause. The fake Santa pulled him closer as he called security over and called 911.
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"Zayn where's Louis it's time for bed!" Liam hummed as he walked out of the bies room looking around for Louis. Their three year old. Zayn shrugged.
"I let him out of time about 3 hours ago, haven't seen him since," Zayn mumbled as he quickly stood up realizing that, it wasn't normal for them not to hear about from him for this long. They both began to race around the house looking and finding no sight of Louis they began to panic.
"He couldn't have gotten that far he's three!" Liam tried to reason before his heart sank as he saw the ck door slightly ajar and little foot prints out in the snow.
"ZAYN!" he screamed panick starting to set in. Zayn walked into the room a phone against his shoulder as he shook his head holding his hand up to Liam for a moment.
"We'll be right there, thank you so much," He hung up the phone looking at his panic stricken husnd.
"They found Louis, He's at the hospital, the Santa at the mall found him, We gotta go call your mom," Zayn rushed as he jumped up the stairs and ran his fingers through his hair feeling like a horrible father at this point.
HE couldn't believe he'd let Louis slip out from under him. He was a little pissed at Louis for sneaking out.
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Liam rushed towards the nurse as they arrived at the hospital she simply pointed them in the direction of the little boys room. Zayn rushed passed Liam and into the room they both gasped and any anger drained away from them as they spotted the little lifeless Louis on the bed. His eyes were shut and his little lips were blue and the room was nice and warm.
"Oh lou by," Liam whimpered as he walked over to the bed gingerly, he reached up and ran his fingers gently over the little boys cold face.
"what were you thinking by?" Liam sniffled as Louis opened his eyes. They were small and glazed over as he looked up at his daddy.
"Wan Santa ta make dada and papa wub me again, dada and papa no wub mes no mo'" the little boy uttered out and Zayn's heart just sank into his stomach and he felt like he deserved the world worst father award at the moment.
"No by we love you a lot why would you think that?" Zayn's voice was high pitched and he felt horrible for everything that had gone on today.
"Sit in twime ouw fo weawwy wong," Louis mumbled "Daddy so mawd at woui!" Louis started to wail tears starting to fall down his face and Zayn wanted to throw up.
"Shh, it's ok by that's not true, Daddy isn't mad at you," The raven haired boy attempted to reassure the little boy. Louis looked at him his icey green eyes scanning the room looking for some kind of sense to be made out of the situation.
"Oh lou by we are so sorry, We are here now though ok, Dada and papa love you so much," Liam murmured pressing kisses all over Louis's face frowning when they noticed a cast on the little boys arm. He turned as a doctor walked in.
"He's lucky, It looks like he crossed three major streets and only managed to get run over by a bicycle." The doctor hummed putting up the x-ray.
"It broke his wrist and the palm of his hands. He has a serious case of hypothermia, and we are having some complications because we can't get him warmed ck up.
"Is he going to be ok?" The doctor nodded.
"He should be but he needs to stay in the hospital overnight," He announced before leaving the room. Liam frowned they were going to spend Niall's first Christmas in a hospital room. Zayn smacked him as if he knew what the boy was thinking.
"We should be thinking about Louis not any one else right now," he hissed before walking over to the bed.
"Santa will come and leave presents at home ok? When we go home you can open them all but you have to stay at the hospital tonight ok buddy?" Zayn sighed as he pulled a chair up to the bed. Louis just gave him a sleepy look and leaned in towards him.
"I already gots da bewst pwesent evew! Dada an' papa wub mes again," Louis cheered before his eyes fell shut and he curled towards his daddy's hand and allowed himself to go to sleep. Zayn looked at Liam tears in his own eyes.
"love you, so much little one," Liam murmured as a few stray tears fell down his face.
The mall Santa stood in the door way a small smile on his face "Thank you so much Santa," Liam and Zayn mumbled gratefully.