baby babbles - Chapter 9: Chapter 9

Being on tour with a small child was no small feat. It was kind of like having to do everything twice as quickly because he had the tolerance of a rat and if he wasn't fed right or napped at the right time he started to bite and in this case that was absolutely true.
Zayn was the son of One direction he was adopted at the age of one and he was still trying to adjust to the life style especially since they were all so big.
He tended to get his way with things because his big brown eyes and pitch black hair made him the poster child for getting people wrapped around his finger.
Though lately he'd started the habit of biting everyone. Only when he was tired or over done which had been happening a lot lately. He didn't want to do much of anything to be completely honest.
He didn't like doing interviews it made him anxious and he never liked the way the people talked to his daddies.
Meeting fans was something that Zayn didn't mind doing all the time. But sometimes it really bothered him. It was always a guess with this child.
The person most likely to get bit was Paul. Zayn tended to start biting when ever Paul scolded him or tried to take him away from his daddies.
The poor Bodyguard had turned into a teething ring for the two year old monster. Zayn had the boys all wrapped around his finger though, meaning Paul was out of luck when it came to being a teething ring.
Liam was probly the worst little Zayn had the boy completely mesmerized and happy about everything all the time. It was like they were two peas in a pod.
"Guys Come on! We need to get going!" Paul shouted from the front of the bus rubbing his head as the two year old came out shoving his finger in his mouth and shaking his head at Paul.
"SHH!" the two year old yelled thinking he was being very helpful. His daddy Harry wasn't feeling well and was still sleeping and Paul needed to be quiet or he was going to wake daddy Harry up! That wouldn't be very nice and Little Zayn knew that.
"Zayn, come on don't mess around where are your dads?" Paul groaned and the two year old stalked over and stomped on Paul's foot shushing him again.
It took everything in him not to completely lose it and just fling the little boy across he bus in irritation.
Just as Paul was starting to feel overcome with irritation for the little rat Liam stepped out from the ck of the bus.
"Zaynie, come on now, Daddy Harry wants you," Liam hummed and the little boy looked up at Paul glaring slightly before skipping off to the ck of the bus where Harry was laying down. Paul let out a soft sigh and rubbed his face.
"We have to go you boy's have a signing!" Liam shook his head and Paul's brows furrowed together as he looked at Liam.
"What do you mean no?" He snapped
"Harry's been throwing up all morning, we aren't doing anything, Lou isn't feeling so hot either." Liam reasoned but Paul really didn't want to hear this. He needed to get them on the signing they couldn't cancel! Paul rubbed his face roughly.
"You can't cancel we've got fans lined up around the block!" He shouted and little Zayn appeared in the hallway stalking over and standing protectively infront of his daddy.
"You be d!" Zayn shouted poking Paul in the legs.
"Shushies! Daddy Hazza Seeping!" the little two year old continued to scold the body guard. Liam bit down on his lip in order to keep his giggles hidden.
Watching Zayn scold Paul was possibly the most adorable thing he'd ever seen in his life and he wasn't sure why he didn't get out his phone and start recording.
Lucky for him Niall was in the ckground and he WAS standing in the ck and recording as Zayn went off on the older male.
"Zaynie?" Liam called gently and the two year old looked up from his spot standing on Paul's foot. Liam snickered slightly unable to hold it in.
"Why don't you go see if Daddy lou need's some cuddles ok? I'll deal with Uncle Paul." Liam's voice held the promise that Paul would be dealt with and after a moment he nodded before running ck into the ck of the bus.
"Daddy lou!" Zayn shouted as he bounced over to his father's bunk. Louis pulled the curtain ck a little paler than usual as he looked at the bouncing toddler. Louis opened his arms and Zayn jumped up into his oldest daddies arms.
"Hi buddy, I heard you yelling what's wrong?" The feathery haired boy asked as he looked down at the raven haired boy curled up in his lap. Harry let out a rather nasty sounding cough and Zayn frowned before looking ck at his daddy.
"Untle Pawl bein mean!" Zayn huffed his little self, getting all worked up again. Louis let out a sigh to cover the laugh he was holding in. Louis reached through the boy's hair and smiled.
"Did you tell him not to be mean?" Louis asked a small smile on his lips and the little boy nodded eagerly before shouting could be heard out in the main part of the bus.
Harry started to get up but Zayn squirmed out of Louis' arms and ran over to Harry nudging him ck down
"I got dis!" He instructed to harry who let out a small weak laugh. Louis furrowed his brows as the little boy stormed out into the living area.
Both the sick boys followed curious to the little one's tactics. Liam and Paul were shouting at each other as the little one stormed in.
"Zayn get out of here!" Paul hissed as he looked at the little boy. Zayn shook his head holding his hand out and shaking his head. Paul groaned and took the little ones hand.
"Where are you taking me?" He sounded so frustrated and he was being mean. He frowned in confusion when they got to the ck of the bus and Zayn made Paul sit in the corner.
"Twime out!" Zayn said confidently and the four men standing behind him sick or not all were biting down on their bottom lips and trying desperately not to burst out into laughter because Paul just got put in time out.
"What ?" Paul asked astounded by the confidence in the little ones voice. Zayn just held his ground his little hands on his hips.
"Twime out!" He repeated sassily. Something he'd probly picked up from his Sassy father Louis. Paul pressed his fingers into his temples and frowned.
"Time out?" He asked against and Zayn nodded firmly.
"Why?" He whined just like a small child and Zayn brought a hand up to his chin and frowned at Paul.
"No yawing (yelling)" He said firmly.
"Be nice! Untle Paw no be nice so twime out!" He smiled proud of himself and looked ck to his fathers for approval and they all tried to look as serious as possible.
"How long?" Paul sighed knowing better than to try and get out of this. The boys were going to hold him to this one and he had to set and example and sit in time out.
"Daddy how wong (long) does I sit in twime out when naughty?" He asked looking ck at Louis and Liam. Harry was the one to speak up a smirk on his lips.
"Ten minutes," He hummed sounding pretty sickly but they were all far to amused to try and shove Harry ck into bed just yet.
"Twen mi...min...twen miwnets!" He stuttered out and Paul just hung his head. Zayn smiled and ran out over to Liam.
"Daddy Twimer!" he shouted and Liam laughed picking him up and carrying him out to the kitchen area to set the timer. He smiled very proud of himself leaving Paul , a grown 40 something year old man with a wife and kids, in the naughty corner for yelling.