Sorry if there's any mistakes! Its late and I'm about to fall asleep. Hope you guys like the chapter.

As Zayn drove home, he rehearsed what he was going to say to his boyfriend, how he was going to tell him that he was going to become a father. He was pretty sure he was nervous for no reason when Liam was the calmest and most reasonable person that he knew. Zayn trusted that Liam would be there for him and immediately be ready to take on the challenge that was fatherhood.

When he got to the apartment, Zayn saw that Liam's car was parked in the garage. He parked next to him and got out of the car, his hands sweating as he unlocked the door. However, the key that he put in was the wrong one. Before he could pull it out and pick the right one, Liam opened the door with a big smile on his face and pulled Zayn into his arms, not noticing how badly his boyfriend's hands were shaking.

"I was just about to call you." Liam moved so Zayn could get in the house. "I was missing my baby boy." Liam whispered in his ear seductively, squeezing his hips softly.

Zayn's thoughts immediately went to their baby and a smile slowly made his way in. If Liam moved his hand over just a few inches, then it would be right over their little one. His little Liam.

"I missed you too." Zayn kissed him. "I have news." He said, deciding to just say it.

"What is it, love?" Liam gave his boy his full attention, his soft eyes loving and sweeter than brown sugar.

Zayn took a deep breath and reached for his wallet then the ultrasound photo before giving it to Liam. he watched his boyfriend take it as he smiled, but the smile quickly disappeared when he saw what it was, and that Zayn's name was on it. He stared at it for a long time and the longer he was taking to react, the more nervous Zayn was getting.

"That's a big head." Liam finally said. "It looks like an alien."

Zayn would have laughed, but the tone in Liam's voice told him he wasn't happy at all. He just hoped he didn't kick him out or he was fucked.

"It has your head." Zayn shrugged. "Liam..."

"Why didn't you tell me sooner?" Liam asked him. "Fuck."

"I'm telling you now." Zayn wanted to snatch the photo of his baby away from Liam, but the man was already walking away, and began pacing in the living room.

"How did this happen?!" Liam turned to look at him, an expression of pure panic on his face. "Jesus Christ! I'm supposed to be the responsible one here. I probably got the wrong size of condoms."

"Well it happened." Zayn crossed his arms over his chest. "We are having a baby."

"Do you even know what having a baby means?" Liam asked him. "Expenses, expenses and more expenses. Money we don't have. I mean...I don't even work, you don't work."

"Well then we go and get a job. We can't be depending on our parents for the rest of our lives and this baby is a good reason for us to start doing that." Zayn explained, then rolled his eyes when Liam sat down and started rocking himself back and forth. "Seriously Liam, you need to man up."

"I need to man up?" Liam glared at him. "Maybe you're the one that needs to realize we cannot raise a baby."

"Where the hell is all of this coming from!" Zayn shouted, having had enough of Liam's bullshit. "Because if I remember correctly, when the whole thing about Louis' pregnancy was going on, you were telling me how you would never do something like that."

That seemed to shut Liam up who just stared at him with a blank expression on his face.

"Didn't you say that? Huh?" Zayn raised a perfect eyebrow.

"I can't do this right now." Liam rubbed his hands on his face, and laid down on the couch to nap.

~*~

Later that night, Louis had just gotten out of the shower and found Josie alone in the bedroom and on the bed. She was trying to look behind the headboard, looking ready to cry. Louis suspected she had dropped something behind it like she always did and refused to go get it herself when she was still afraid of getting stuck under the bed.

"What did you drop, Josie-Lou?" Louis asked her as he made his way to her, seeing her box of crayons and coloring book on the bed. He wanted to scream at Harry for letting her color on the bed after that time she had colored all over the bedspread.

"Wed, mama." Josie pointed at the headboard, then showed Louis the green crayon in her other hand.

"You dropped the red crayon?" Louis asked her, ready to move the bed just to get her favorite crayon out. "Can you say red crayon?"

"Wed." Josie proudly told him, smiling and showing her little teeth. Louis thought they were the cutest things ever, but it was always a struggle to brush them.

"Where's daddy, baby?" Louis asked as he moved the bed.

"Bye bye, mama." Josie sat down on Harry's pillow and giggled when Louis finally managed to move the bed a few inches, just enough to be able to get the crayon.

Louis was about to tell her how silly she was when he heard something dropping, the object big enough to make noise.

"Ooh, scawy, mama." Josie covered her eyes with her little hands, then got off the bed and tried to jump on Louis' back who was trying to get what he knew now was a box, out of there.

"It's not scary, baby." Louis finally got the crayon and box out then sat down on the floor to see what it was, then wrapped an arm around Josie and sat her down on his lap. "I think this is daddy's box, but I don't know why he was hiding it back there." Louis furrowed his brows, letting Josie touch the lid before giving her her crayon.

He was expecting to find condoms and lube, maybe cigarettes or something weird when Harry was the type to collect weird things. But he didn't expect to find the baggies full of weed. He picked one up and stared at it, then put it down and picked up another.

"No. This better be oregano." Louis shook his head, refusing to admit that Harry was on drugs.

"Owego?" Josie reached to grab one, but Louis quickly pulled it away.

"No baby, this is daddy's stuff and you're not supposed to touch it. Ever." Louis looked her in the eyes as he told her.

"K, mama." Josie said before putting her thumb in her mouth. She only did that when she could feel the tension in the air.

He continued going through the box, finding the urge to empty out all the baggies and flush the weed down the toilet. He quickly shut it closed and pushed it underneath the bed when he heard footsteps. It turned out to be Robin who had just come home from work. The man usually looked for Josie first to give her a hug and give her whatever he had brought her that day, whether it was a lollipop or a new coloring book. Josie loved coloring books. But this time, the man went straight to his room where Anne was folding the laundry she had washed that day.

He stayed quiet and listened in to their conversation knowing it was rude and his daughter was watching him. The poor thing was learning from him and there he was, teaching his child to be nosy. He started getting worried when their voices just seemed to get louder and if things weren't already bad, Louis heard the beep of the house alarm then again when the door was closed. Harry was home.

"Daddy." Josie mumbled then got up and took off before Louis could grab her.

He didn't worry when the gate was in place. He slowly got up, ignoring the ache on his knees then made his way to his daughter. He found her standing at the top of the stairs shaking the gate with all her strength. Louis didn't bother about stopping her until she reached for the latch and tried to pull on it. If he had trouble opening it then it was impossible for Josie.

"Daddy!" Josie said in excitement a soon as she saw Harry. Her eyes shined just by looking at him.

"Hi, baby muffin!" Harry said as cheerful as she did, making sure to walk faster until he was at the top of the stairs with her in his arms. "Daddy missed you!" He kissed her cheeks then unlatched the gate to get off the stairs.

Louis wasn't sure if he should mention finding the weed now or later when he didn't want to start an argument right there. But he definitely had to talk to Harry about it when he had so many questions. He just hoped to God that Harry had never been high around their daughter. He would never forgive him for that when their baby didn't need to be around any of that.

"Harry." Robin came out of the room with Anne trailing behind him.

"Hey dad. Mom." Harry greeted them, setting Josie down who ran back into their bedroom.

"This morning I saw Robert and I asked him how were you doing at work and he told me you quit weeks ago." Robin said. Louis couldn't help but notice the way Harry stiffened and his eyes widened. "Do you mind explaining what's going on? Why did you lie and told us you were still working? Where have you been going all this time?" Robin questioned him, his voice rising with every sentence.

"Robin, please, let's calm down." Anne placed her hand on his shoulder, then looked at Harry. "Can you please explain? Did you know about this, Louis?" She asked Louis.

"I didn't." Louis refused to look at them when he already had an idea as to why Harry had lost his job. He was feeling many emotions, but he couldn't exactly pinpoint which emotions.

"I just quit." Harry shrugged.

"No one quits just because!" Robin exclaimed. "Tell me the truth, Harry."

"I already told you!" Harry yelled.

Harry and Robin stared each other down until Josie walked out of the room with Harry's box in her hands. If Louis felt all the blood rushing to his head when he saw her, Harry felt like passing out when she tripped and dropped the box where all the baggies full of weed fell out it. They thought things couldn't get worse until Josie picked up a baggie and went to put it in her mouth.

Once Anne realized what her granddaughter was holding, rage flared in her eyes. She immediately slapped the plastic baggie of weed out of her hand, scaring the poor baby in the process, who looked up at her nana with big blue eyes before she let out a pathetic sob.

"I'm gonna go see if Evelyn can watch her." Anne told them, grabbed Josie and kissed her little head then left the house.

She came back a few minutes later after leaving Josie with Claire about to start watching Coco. She found Harry going downstairs with Robin after him to the kitchen. Louis was standing by the stairs staring at them with wide eyes before he too followed them like Anne. They watched Harry grab his car keys but Robin snatched them away, both Anne and Louis fearing it was going to get physical.

"Do you realize the consequences of your stupid actions!?" Robin shouted at Harry, the weed box in his hand.

"It was behind the headboard! Away from her reach!" Harry shouted.

"Then how the hell did she get to it? Before you brought this shit here did you stop and think about her finding it and ingesting it just like she was about to do hadn't it been for Anne?!" Robin continued shouting.

When Harry didn't say anything he slammed the box on the counter, then opened it and grabbed all the baggies. He made his way to the bathroom, ignoring Harry who was trying to stop him. He flushed them down the toilet without any thought then turned around and stopped when he found Harry behind him.

"Dad, what the hell!" Harry looked horrified when he saw all the money he had spent being flushed down the toilet as well as method of destressing. But Robin just ignored him, shaking his head at his son's behavior. Then it was Anne's turn to yell at him.

"I thought you had stopped smoking that shit before Josie was born!" She glared at Harry.

"I had!" Harry yelled back at her.

"Then why do you have that stuff. We agreed that you would not expose her to your fucking narcotics, Harry!"

"And I didn't! I never smoked around her, I never smoked in the house!" He told her, taking a step forward to get even closer. But Anne ignored the fact that Harry was looking down at her and screaming. She just rose up on her toes so that she could scream in his face, not letting him tower over her.

"BUT WHY ARE YOU SMOKING WEED IN THE FIRST PLACE!" Her voice rang loud in clear in the kitchen, echoing off the walls, Robin and Louis' eyes going wide. "You. Are. A. Father. Now!" Anne reminded him, poking her finger at Harry's chest after every word. "You are supposed to be a role model for her. You took on these responsibilities as soon as you decided that you wanted to keep her. You promised me you wouldn't have any drugs or alcohol around her. But obviously she doesn't mean as much to you as I thought." Anne accused her son, angry disappointed tears in her eyes. Her voice broke with the next words out of her mouth. "It's clear that your drug addiction outweighs your love for your daughter."

Harry felt like he was being stabbed in the heart. His mother was wrong. He loved his daughter more than anything. And he wasn't an addict. "I only smoked because I was stressed out! I'm failing all my classes and I just don't have the time to do my assignments and study." He admitted "I have to watch her and go to work. You think that I'm choosing drugs over my daughter? Of course I'm not mom. I was overwhelmed! I needed to take a step back and relax before I had a fucking breakdown."

"There's other ways to do that." Anne told him. "You could have come talk to us and we would have helped you figure something out to make it better." Anne told him. "You need to stop before there is consequences for your actions."

Harry was silent. The damage had already been done as soon as he smoked that joint and walked into work.

Anne, however, was able to read her son like a book, having dealt with his poor decisions for years.

"You lost your job because you were high." She said. It wasn't a guess. It was a statement. She knew.

Harry looked away, wanting to cry when he couldn't lie to his mom. He saw Robin's face, who looked just as shocked and angry, and then there was Louis, who looked heartbroken for having been lied to and something else.

"I... I wasn't high." Harry whispered. "I was never high on the job. I wouldn't do that." He clarified. "And for the record I was never high around Josie." He said as he looked at Louis, wanting him to know that he would never do that shit around her. "I had smoked after my math test last month, because I knew I had just failed and the anxiety was just too much. I needed to destress. Later when I went to work, I was calm and collected and ready to manage the store. But that day, the boss decided to do drug testing..." Harry trailed off, looking down at the floor in shame when they knew what was coming. "The next day my boss gave me the choice to quit so that he didn't have to fire me for testing positive for marijuana."

"There's other ways, Harry." Anne repeated.

"Like what?" Harry wanted to scream at her, but held back when he didn't want to hurt her. "I am failing my classes, I don't have time to sit down and study or go to a study group because I have to work or I have to watch her. What's it gonna be, mother?" He asked.

"Harry..." Robin started, but Harry interrupted him.

"And at this rate, I think it's better if I just drop out of school and find a job. Josie is not gonna support herself, I can't support myself without a job. I don't even have enough money to pay for her bills." Harry wiped away his tears, then picked up an envelope from Josie's pediatrician. "And I'm so stupid because I can't do well in school no matter how hard I try."

He was overwhelmed. He wanted to just sit down and cry. He wanted all to go away. But even though he wanted all of that, he would still keep his baby girl no matter what. He would always choose her.

"What have you been doing all this time?" Robin gently asked him.

"I've been fixing cars here and there. Just trying to save as much money as I can." Harry said.

Anne let out a loud sigh and it broke Harry's heart to see her crying.

"You should have come to us." Anne said.

"Mom, I already told you– " Harry groaned.

"No. Listen Harry!" Anne interrupted him. "You know we only want the best for you. You being okay, that's our priority. You're not alone, sweetheart."

"I think you should focus on school only. Try to pass your classes this summer instead of working." Robin said. "We know college is hard but it's important so that in the future you can get a good paying job to support your family."

"But I need money." Harry insisted. "Now."

"Forget about that. We'll take care of her and I'm sure Des and John will help too." Robin told him. "Don't worry about anything else." He gently took the envelope from Harry's hand.

"She's my responsibility, dad. How am I gonna look you guys in the eyes knowing you're supporting my daughter because I failed to do so."

"We are doing this for your and Josie's sake. You need a degree so you can get a well paid job to support your daughter. So you can give her everything she needs." Robin insisted. "How do you think we feel knowing we weren't there for you when you needed it, that we didn't notice what was going on. You don't want to fail Josie, well... we don't want to fail you. We're a family, and families support each other, okay son."

Harry took a deep breath then nodded much to Anne and Robin's relief. Harry noticed Louis had been quiet the entire time, and when he looked up he found him leaning against the wall. He was looking down at the floor, but Harry knew he was crying. His face always turned red right away whenever he cried.

"Now you go shower and get some rest while I get dinner ready." Anne kissed the top of Harry's head, letting Robin hug him before she sent him upstairs with Louis.

Harry gently grabbed Louis' hand and pulled him upstairs. He needed to talk to him, make it clear that he wasn't going to do drugs or bring them around Josie ever again. He let go of his hand as soon as they were in the bedroom and with the door closed. Harry looked at Louis only to find him still crying. He honestly didn't know how to even start talking.

"How long have you been doing drugs?" Louis asked him.

"Since high school." Harry answered his question. "But it has never been bad."

"And who the hell sells it to you?" Louis ignored his answer and instead questioned him as he cried.

"Does it matter?" Harry asked. "I learned my lesson and I'm quitting for good."

"Yes it does! I wanna know who's the asshole that got you into that shit and then kept selling it to you. They should be in jail!" Louis screamed. "I would get them thrown in jail if I could."

"Louis get over it!" Harry sighed. "And you wouldn't dare to get him thrown in jail. Zayn didn't do anything wrong."

"Zayn?" Louis said, his eyes widening at the name. "My Zayn? He sells you the weed?" Louis took a step closer to Harry."

"It's no big deal. Everybody smokes it and we already quit." Harry argued.

"You mean all of you have been getting high all this time? Liam, Niall and Barbara too?" Louis asked, unable to believe what he was hearing.

"Yeah." Harry shrugged.

"And why didn't I know about this?" Louis took a step back.

"Because you were always so against it and I knew you wouldn't like it if I offered you some so I didn't. Then we all decided it was best if you didn't know." Harry explained.

"I...I can't deal with this." Louis started walking towards the door. "I'm gonna go stay at my parents."

"Can you stop that? Can we actually talk like the adults we are without you running away like you always do and without me screaming like always?" Harry gave Louis a tired look and took a seat at the foot of the bed. "Come sit. We are not going anywhere until we talk."

"I can't talk." Louis started crying more.

"Why?" Harry got up and made his way to Louis. He grabbed his hand and walked him back to the bed where he sat down and pulled Louis down to sit on his lap.

"Because it's my fault you are failing your classes." Louis confessed, and when Harry nodded so he could continue he decided it was best to talk. "I didn't let you go to study groups, and when you're here I always have you watching Josie so I can study even after going to the study groups."

"Louis..."

"And I feel so bad." Louis sobbed and hid his face in the crook of Harry's neck. "And it made you smoke more and you lost your job and it's my fault."

"Hey, no." Harry pulled him away and made Louis look him in the eyes as he wiped away his tears. "I chose to smoke when I could have talked to my parents and you. It was my actions that had consequences."

"I still feel bad. And I'm mad at Zayn for selling you weed. He knew I never wanted you around it, that I didn't want him around it."

"Don't blame him. He didn't force me to buy it, I chose to. And he didn't offer me any, I knew he was selling. And we also can't control him, babe. If he wants to smoke then that's his decision. He's okay and happy and that's what's should matter." Harry hugged Louis and let him rest his head on his shoulder.

"I am going to help you with your math class." Louis pulled back just as his phone vibrated.

"Just focus on your other classes babe. I'm just going to have to retake it in the summer."

Louis sighed and took out his phone. He looked at the screen, seeing it was a text from Zayn asking him if he was home. Louis furrowed his brows, knowing right away that things hadn't gone so well since Zayn had sent him another message asking if he could come over. He immediately responded with a yes. He was still mad at all of them, but right now his friend needed him.

"Zayn is here." Louis told Harry who nodded and let him go after giving him a kiss.

But before Louis could leave, Harry pulled him back. "We're okay, right?" He asked.

"I'm mad at you, but I'm not leaving." Louis told him, then he left to wait for Zayn.

When he looked out the window, he saw Zayn's car parked in front of the house. He went outside and knocked on Zayn's window who didn't even flinch. When Zayn opened the door and slowly got out, that's when Louis noticed he was crying, the white around his sad brown eyes completely bloodshot.

"What happened?" Louis asked him as he shut the door then wrapped his arm around Zayn's waist to bring him inside the house. He looked around the neighborhood and noticed Josie and Claire looking at them through the window. As soon as Josie saw he was looking at them, she pushed Claire away from it and shut the curtain. Louis rolled his eyes. As if that was gonna stop him from going in there to get her.

"What every asshole says." Zayn glared at nothing in particular. "Men are trash."

"Zayn, we are men." Louis told him.

"Liam is trash." Zayn corrected himself.

"Did he kick you out?" Louis asked, very worried, but was less concerned when he realized Zayn didn't have a suitcase.

"I left." Zayn shrugged as he slowly made his way upstairs then into the bedroom where Harry was picking up Josie's crayons and even sorting them in rainbow order. "He said we don't have money then fell asleep so I left."

"What's going on?" Harry asked, ignoring Zayn's glares directed at him.

"Oh nothing!" Zayn scowled. "Liam just did a Harry."

"Zee, be nice." Louis wrapped his arm around his shoulders, pulling his friend into his arms. They definitely ignored Zayn's phone when it vibrated.

A moment later Harry pulled out his phone and showed them the screen. "Liam is asking if you're here." He told him, unaware or maybe just ignoring how Zayn was about to have a meltdown right there. But Louis could tell, so he held onto him tighter.

"Tell him you don't know where I am." Zayn ordered. "You know what, tell him I left to fucking Narnia."

Harry blinked, realizing then that they had gotten into a fight and decided that he really didn't want to be the messenger between them. So he texted Liam to text Louis.

"Did you tell him to text me!?" Louis looked up from his phone to Harry, who just shrugged and went back to cleaning up.

"Louis, what am I gonna do with a baby!?" Zayn started crying harder and that's when Harry figured out what was exactly going on.

"Whatever you think is best." Harry answered when Louis couldn't even speak due to Zayn's outburst. Zayn had never cried like that. Louis was used to his friend knowing how to handle tough situations, always remaining calm and composed, like he had told Louis when he had found out he was pregnant. Now, however, his bestie looked completely lost.

"I don't know what's best." Zayn sobbed.

"Look," Harry put the crayons in his drawer then made his way to them and took a seat next to Zayn. "I've been there and I was an asshole but I was scared shitless so I think Liam is just scared. He'll come around and when he does he's gonna love that baby more than anything."

"You really think so?" Zayn's voice was small and vulnerable, his hands on his flat tummy when he asked Harry.

"I do." Harry nodded. "I think I'm gonna go talk to him tomorrow. But only if you want me to."

"Okay." Zayn agreed.

"Why don't you stay here tonight. You can sleep on Gemma's old bed." Louis suggested. "We're having dinner later so you should definitely stay. Anne and Robin love you so they won't have a problem." He ran his fingers through Zayn's messy hair.

"Okay. Yeah, I'll stay. Thank you." Zayn gave them a grateful smile.

"I'm gonna go get Josie. I miss our baby girl." Harry got up and left.

When he got back with a pissed off Josie, Zayn and Louis were helping Anne set the table. Josie walked right past them and hid under the table, seeing Dusty asleep on one of the chairs. Harry ignored everybody until he heard Josie sniffling under the table, making him roll his eyes.

"What's going on?" Louis asked him.

"Same old same old. She never wants to come back here. 'Cause when she's with Claire she forgets that we exist."

"Sweety, Claire is her only friend, and they were watching a movie together." Anne defended her granddaughter.

"And I'm her dad so when I say she has to come home, she has to. Period."

"You could still be a bit empathetic, Harold." His mother scolded him.

Harry ignored her and instead focused on filling Josie's sippy cup with cold water making sure to add some ice. "Louise, come get your water, you need to stay hydrated and now even more after shedding your crocodile tears." Harry told her in his dad voice.

"No!" Josie shouted.

"Josie, listen to daddy." Louis told her in a warning tone while Zayn watched with wide eyes and Robin was just waiting for his dinner at the table as if everything that was happening was normal.

"No!" Josie shouted again then came out of there, wanting her papa to hold her. Robin was about to pick her up but when Josie saw Harry getting closer, she ran to the other side of the kitchen.

"Drink." Harry grabbed her hands and made her hold the cup, not expecting when she let out a loud shriek and threw the cup at him that missed his face by a few inches. His face started getting redder by the second then grabbed the cup and shoved it in her hands. "Don't EVER throw anything at me again!" He yelled. "Ever! Am I clear!?"

Josie looked down at her feet then started crying as if the world was ending as she took a few steps back. "Mama!" She sobbed and took off towards Louis, her arms outstretched, wanting to be held.

Harry moved to go after her but as soon as he took a step, Dusty came out of nowhere hissing at him as he ran on top of the table towards him. Harry had never seen his cat like that. He had never seen such an aggressive reaction, in fact, Dusty was a pretty chill cat. That's until Dusty leaped into the air, claws ready to strike Harry.

"FUCK!" Harry shouted when he felt the cat's claws on his chest then down his torso to his left leg, way too close to his dick.

He took a step back trying to get away but Dusty hissed again and tried to scratch him again. Harry tried to walk around him and escape, but Dusty got in front of him and scratched his leg as he hissed.

"Robin do something!" Anne screamed when Harry tried to get away again, noticing Dusty going crazier whenever Harry got closer to Josie. "Louis get her out of here!"

Louis didn't need to be told twice and quickly got out of there pulling Zayn with him. His best friend looked shocked and he couldn't blame him when he was in shock too. What the hell was wrong with Dusty? His question was answered when he heard Dusty hissing one more time then came in running into the living room looking for something. When he found them, he ran towards them and quickly settled down next to Josie, purring when he rubbed his head against her arm.

Zayn looked even more confused seeing the cat go from acting furious to loving. Josie slowly calmed down and hugged the cat who started rubbing his head against hers.

"What was that?" He asked Louis as he put distance between the cat and himself.

"I don't know." Louis said. "We think Dusty kind of sees Josie as his own? I don't know, it's hard to explain. But he's been attached to Josie ever since I was pregnant with her. She's his kitten. So when Harry yelled at Josie, the cat... uh protected her?" Louis finished, unsure if he had used the right word to describe Dusty's violent behavior.

"That was crazy." Zayn visibly trembled. "But at least you know how far he'll go to protect her." He said loud and clear when he could see Harry sitting shirtless on a chair while Anne cleaned up his scratches, which were bright red, some even bleeding.

"Can you hold her for a bit?" Louis asked Zayn when he wanted to go and make sure Harry was okay.

"Louis, no offense but that cat scares me and wherever she goes so does he."

Louis let out a loud sigh and set Josie down on the couch. "Stay here, baby."

Zayn stayed behind to keep a close eye on them, watching the way Dusty was trying to clean Josie up but she was having none of it and kept pushing him away.

"No, Dust', nice." Josie hugged him instead. "Nice to...to daddy." She told him and Zayn had to look away to wipe his tears away. It was such a sweet moment, even though Josie had been mad at Harry, she still loved him so much and Zayn only hoped that his baby would love Liam as much.

He looked around and noticed the dog laying down on his bed completely ignoring them. He then looked at Harry who quickly wiped at his eyes. He saw him get up and to slowly start making his way to the. For a moment he was terrified of the cat attacking him again, but Harry was being extremely careful and soon enough he had Josie in his arms while the cat did nothing but watch him, his yellow eyes never leaving his precious red-haired kitten.

Harry gently talked to Josie as he rubbed her back and just like that they were back to loving father and daughter. But Louis could tell the attack had taken an emotional toll on his boyfriend when he was being too quiet. He didn't blame him when he would have been upset too if Dusty had attacked him instead. He knew soon enough all would be forgiven between Harry and his beloved cat. When it was bedtime, Zayn stayed in Gemma's room and Josie with Louis and Harry even though her bed was in Gemma's room.

"I love you." Louis told him as he wrapped an arm around his waist. Josie was on his other side  and Dusty at the foot of their bed. "And Josie and Dusty love you too." He assured him.

"At least I know he'll always protect her." Harry murmured. "I love you too." He yawned and fell asleep. Soon enough the house was quiet when everybody had finally fallen asleep.

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