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All of the fun and games couldn't last forever, because the school year was coming back again, and the boys were none too thrilled about it.
Well, with the exception of Niall, who was thrilled that he would finally get to go to school "Like the big kids do."
"Loulou! Zaynie! I'm going to school with you!" Niall exclaimed excitedly, his little eyes crinkling as he plopped down onto the couch alongside his older brothers.
"Trust me Ni, you won't be that happy once you see how rotten school is. And there are so many bullies and mean teachers," Louis replied.
Niall recoiled in horror, "Bullies? Will they be mean to me? I'm scared..." he wimpered.
"If any bullies come after you then tell us, me and Lou will put them in their place," Zayn kissed Niall's nose and patted his back.
"Really?"
"Yes really, You're our little brother," Louis chimed in.
Niall smiled at the sudden outpour of love he got. "Is school fun? Like do you guys go there to play games and make friends?" Niall changed the subject.
"No," Zayn and Louis both said in unison, and with good reasoning too: between Louis' dyslexia and Zayn's ADHD, schoolwork, even the most basic of such, was tough for them.
"Why not? School looks so fun. You get to make friends and read and eat yummy food..." Niall continued.
"Ew! Reading!" Louis exclaimed, making a disgusted face.
"You're just saying that because you can't read..." Niall mumbled
"I can too read!"
"Can not!"
"Can too!"
"Can not!"
"Boys! It's bed time," All three of the boys turned at the sound of Liam's voice. Both Harry and Liam had came downstairs to tell the boys to go to bed.
The responces were pretty predictable.
"Aw!"
"But I'm watching tv!"
"That's unfair!
"Please one more hour?"
"Tomorrow is your first day of school. You lot need to be well rested and energetic so that you can learn properly," Harry replied.
The three boys sullenly walked upstairs to go to bed.
"How about we read you all bedtime stories to set you off on a good note?" Harry continued.
"Yay!" Louis exclaimed. He actually loved books. just as long as he wasn't the one that had to read them.
"No thanks, I'm almost nine," Zayn said, almost prideful at the fact that he was the oldest.
Harry turned to Niall, "Well what about you little Nialler? Would you like to be read to?"
"No thanks. Zaynie doesn't want to so neither do I." Niall said, making his way over to his room.
As Zayn and Niall walked over to their rooms, Harry grabbed a book from the bookshelf in the hallway and followed Louis into his room.
"Do you want me to read goodnight moon to you, Lou?" Harry asked, plopping down onto the green bedsheets.
"Um, It's kind of a baby's book but I like it," Louis replied, shuffling under the covers.
"Alright. Goodnight moon it is," Harry began to thumb through the pages of the book, reading them to his son.
"Goodnight room, goodnight room, goodnight cow jumping over the moon. Goodnight light, and the red balloon...." Harry continued to read on.
Before Harry was even finished reading the book, Louis was fast asleep. He pulled over the covers and blankets and left the room, turning the light off.
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The next morning, the boys awoke to an amazing breakfast, courtesy of Liam. There were waffles, bacon, eggs, and fruit of all kinds (The fruit was courtesy of Harry, of course.)
"Wow, This is so awesome! Better than the school breakfast for sure..." Zayn said as he ate his waffles.
"Any food is better than the school breakfast. They give us spoiled milk!" Louis pulled a face.
Meanwhile, Niall was making a mess of his syrup, playing in it and smearing it on his arms.
"Oh, Nialler, baby, don't do that," Liam rushed over to take the syrup bottle away from him.
"I just wanted to play with it because it was sticky and gooey and icky, I love to play with sticky things," Niall said with a pout.
"But it makes a mess, Ni. After you eat you need to wash that off."
Soon enough, the school bus came around, whisking the kids away.
"Goodbye boys! Hope you have a great day!" Harry waved as the boys got onto the school bus together, carrying their backpacks and all.
As soon as the bus pulled off, Liam began to clean the mess left behind from Niall's syrup.
"Liam, I cant believe this is the first time we have the house to ourselves in a while," Harry said, "It used to be so empty in here and now its always lively,"
"That's what becoming a parent overnight would do, yeah?" Liam replied, throwing the towel away and walking over and sitting next to Harry on the couch.
"Yeah. You still have to go to work in two hours though. So we don't get much alone time," Harry pouted.
"Haz, a lot can happen in two hours," Liam kissed Harry and caressed his cheek.
"Liam, I am not having sex with you. I'm too stressed out and tired."
"Oh, I didn't mean sex. I mean, just you and me, sitting on the couch just like this. Snuggled up with each other. Would you like that?"
Harry smiled. He already knew the answer.
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"Niall, you can't go to the same class as me."
"Why not?" Niall's bottom lip began to tremble. He just wanted to be in the same class as his favorite brother ever. Why was that too much to ask?
"Because," Zayn started, "We're in different grades. I'm in the third grade so I go to the third grade class. You're in kindergarten so you go to kindergarten."
Niall still wasn't satisfied, "Well put me in third grade then."
"Nialler, its about ages. You have to be the age that matches up with your grade. Kindergarten is for 5 year olds and you're turning 5 soon so you go there."
Niall understood, but he was still unhappy.
"When do i get to be with you again? I miss you already Zaynie..."
"At recess. All the grades get to play at the same time and I'll be there and so will Loulou," Zayn gave Niall a reassuring smile, "Who knows, maybe you'll make some friends and you wont even want to play with us."
Niall didn't seem convinced, but he understood.
"See you at recess then, Zaynie."
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