When I Think About You

"Aren't you going to watch the concert, Lil?" Louis asked as we drove to the small venue. I looked up from Zayn's Mac and tilted my head a little to the right.

"Concert? Oh. Of course I am! I just want to watch this video so bad." I said and pointed to the video that was still buffering.

"What video is that, love?" Zayn asked with a grin. I couldn't help but smile at him. We were making progress. Yesterday, I asked him to throw away all the cigarettes that he had and he did so willingly. He's really putting an effort into quitting his vice.

"Cow and Chicken." I answered before clicking play.

"What show is that?" Liam asked curiously.

"It's about.. a cow and a chicken, obviously." I answered cheekily which made all of them roll their eyes.

"You don't say?" Harry piped up with that expression that was so alike with the one on 9GAG.

"No need for that face. It's creepy, Hazza." I exclaimed seriously before turning back to the laptop. "Come on, if you guys want to know what it's about, just watch it with me."

The video started playing and I couldn't help but grin at the opening tune. It brought back tons of memories. Mainly, the ones spent during Sundays with Lou, mum, and Dad.

***

*Flashback*

"Lou, come on. Cartoon Network!" I screamed as I stomped my pajama-clad feet on the hardwood floor of our living room.

"But, Lil.." Lou whined in his typical, whiny 7 year-old voice.

"Mummy! Lou's hogging the TV again!" I screamed in a fit of rage which made Lou glare at me before switching the channel to Cartoon Network.

"Goodie! Cow and Chicken is on. Turn it up, please." I said giddily as Lou reluctantly turned the volume up. He leaned against the couch and I sat down beside him on the floor; and we watched the cartoon with laughter escaping our lips every so often. Eventually, we ended up sprawled on the floor; with my head on Lou's stomach.

"Oh, where are my darling little children?" Dad called out in mock worry. Though, you could almost hear the laugh in his voice.

"I'm here, daddy!" I yelled out before jumping off the floor; managing to kick Lou's elbow in the process.

"Come here, princess." Dad called out; opening his arms. I giggled and ran into them before he locked them around me and twirled me up high.

"How come she gets a hug like that?" Louis whined as he sat up on the floor.

"Because you are a fat arse, Louis William Tomlinson." I answered in my typical 4 year-old banter. For a four year-old , I had the gift of not messing my words up.

"Lillian, where did you learn that word?" Mum scolded me from the living room's entrance. I hid my face in my dad's shoulder and hugged him tightly.

"Louis said it." I answered quietly. Louis looked at me in disbelief before defending himself.

"Lying will do no good, Lillian." My mum turned to me.

"I heard the other kids say it... when we went to the park." I said guiltily before hiding my face in my dad's shoulder.

"Oh, those kids." Mum said in a flurry; making dad chuckle.

That afternoon, I went over to our neighbor's house to play. Her name was Sylvia. And, she had pretty orange hair, and green eyes. She was so pretty. Louis had a crush on her, along with almost all the boys in the neighborhood.

"Hi, Sylvia." I said happily as I pranced into her room. So we, being 4 year-olds, started playing with dolls, and playing house, and other things. Things went downhill when Don, Sylvia's 10 year-old brother, decided to drop by and torture my feelings.

"Hey, Lil fat-face. You're so fat and ugly." He said with a nasty grin on his face. I tried to ignore him but he kept saying hurtful things like 'you look like a pig', 'oink, oink', and other piggy references. Tears built up in my eyes and I bit my bottom lip in an attempt not to cry as I got up and ran off back to my house.

"Lou?" I asked hoarsely through childish sobs and sniffles. He was playing soldier with his friends from school.

"I think it's time you went home, lads." Louis said seriously before making his way over to me and wrapping his arms around me. His friends all ruffled my hair as they exited the house.

"What happened?" He asked softly; wiping my tears from my face.

"D-Don. He called me t-things." I stuttered out through tears. Louis hugged me and kissed my forehead like the protective older brother that he is.

"I'm going to bloody murder him." He grumbled.

"No, L-Lou. Mummy would ground you." I whispered as I sobbed into his chest.

"Want to go for ice cream, then?" He asked with a forced smile on his face as he knelt down to my level and wiped my tears as well as my snot with the hem of his shirt. I nodded and hugged him. Lou sighed quietly before taking a deep breath and lifting me up in his arms.

"He called me fat and ugly." I whispered quietly.

"Well, don't believe him. When you grow up, you're going to be the most beautiful girl in the whole universe. He'd be so desperate to snog you that I'd have to beat him to a pulp to stop him." He murmured. I smiled and hugged my brother tighter.

"Really, Lou?" I asked.

"Really."

*End of Flashback*

***

"I remember this episode!" Louis said happily as he got comfy in his seat. "They get braces here."

"Ugly ones at that. No offense, Niall. I love your braces. They're really pretty." I said with a smile and reassuring nod.

"I think 'pretty' wouldn't be the right word. I prefer 'manly'." Niall answered which made all of us laugh.

So, we watched the entire video and managed to kill almost ten minutes with constant laughter. Before we realized it, we were already at the venue.

"Well, I most certainly am not impressed." I said sarcastically when I saw the arena.

"It takes a lot to impress you, doesn't it?" Liam piped up.

"I bet you were impressed with Zayn's willy on your first night." Harry stated with a huge grin on his face. I blushed madly and looked away from Zayn before glaring at Harry.

"And to think that I tuck you in at night. Good luck fending off the monsters without my supreme blanket-tucking skills, Hazza." I said distastefully before walking over to Zayn and hopping on his back; like I usually do.

"Hey, I know that guy!" Louis pointed out as we entered the arena from the performers' entrance.

"Who?" I asked; narrowing my eyes to slits so I could see better.

"Don Clark from Doncaster." Louis stated. My face paled as that flashback played in my head again.

"Lil? Are you okay?" Liam asked worriedly. I shook my head and tried to connect gazes with Louis. He eventually looked at me and managed a small smile.

"Today's the day, Lil." He said cryptically with his Tommo smile in place.

***

So, as the boys ran around the arena doing childish stuff; Zayn and I stayed in one of the empty dressing rooms; just snogging on the couch.

Zayn put his hands on my waist as I let my right hand slip under his shirt and feel his abs. He released a groan against my lips and I smiled; glad that I was making him feel this way.

"Stop being such a tease, love." He murmured and I giggled quietly.

"Oh my God! I'm so sorry!" Someone exclaimed from the doorway; making Zayn and I jump apart. We looked at the person and my heart dropped in my chest at the sight of who it was. Don Clark.

"Lillian Tomlinson?" He asked confusedly. I nodded stiffly. Zayn sat up and readjusted my position so that I was seated on his lap with his arms wrapped protectively around my waist.

"Wow. You look.. hot." He said as he let his eyes roam my body from my sitting position.

"Don't stare at my girlfriend like that." Zayn barked at Don.

"Eyes up here, bud." I said distastefully as I glared at him.

"So, you're dating the famous Zayn Malik, then?" Don said; trying to make light conversation.

"Yes, I am." I got up and Zayn tried to pull me down, but I shook his grip off as I clenched my hands into fists at my sides.

"You lost all those baby fats, I see." Don said with a stupid smile on his stupid face. He wasn't that bad looking, but, yeah.. he made my life hell.

So, I did the only rational thing that my brain was yelling at me. I punched him right in the nose. There was a sickening crack which meant that I broke his nose; good. Serves him right.

"That was for making my life hell. Fuck you." I hissed at him as he clutched his nose. Zayn followed me out into the hall way and grabbed my hand before examining it.

"We better get some ice on this." He whispered before half-dragging me to their dressing room. He sat me down on the couch and went over to the small fridge before grabbing a couple of ice cubes, wrapping them inside a small towel, and placing them on the back of my hand which was slowly turning purple.

"You got him good." Zayn said with a chuckle.

"Well, he was an arse." I answered before placing my left hand on top of Zayn's. He looked up at me with a small smile on his face.

"I'm really proud of you, Zayn." I whispered. "No man can do what you did so willingly."

"I needed to do that. For our future children. For you." He answered and I smiled at him before kissing his lips gently. "I love you so much."

"I love you, too." I answered and smiled even more into the kiss.

"Holy shizznits!" Louis' unmistakable voice rang out in the room. "Stop swapping saliva with my baby sister! And what happened to your hand!?"

"I punched that son of a bitch." I answered smugly.

"Don Clark!? Well, I'm so proud of you!" Louis gushed and sat down on the coffee table in front of Zayn and I before grabbing my hand and examining the bruise that was forming.

"Judging by the looks of your hand, I'm thinking that you broke his nose?" Lou said with a huge grin.

"What is this I hear about breaking someone's nose?" Liam asked as he walked into the room.

"I broke Don Clark's nose." I said happily; like a little girl who got an A+ on her math test.

"Oh, that git who used to call you names?" I nodded. "Good for you."

"One of the crew's nose is busted!" Niall hollered as he jumped into the room with Harry right behind him.

"That guy was an arse." I said with a grin.

"What happened to your hand!?" Harry asked.

"I was practicing my amazing Kung Fu skills when I accidentally hit a ninja in the face." I answered sarcastically.

"Seriously!? What happened to the ninja!?" Niall asked.

"There was no ninja. She punched that guy." Harry stated.

"That's so AWESOME!" Niall screamed before jumping on the other couch in joy.

"Who knew you could throw a punch like that?" Louis said smugly.

"Well, I learned from the best. and, I'm talking about my Bradford bad boi. Yo!" I said and we all laughed as Zayn blushed.

"I don't even say that anymore." He whined. I just laughed and jumped on him and claimed his lips with mine. His kisses are just THAT addicting.