Live As We Know It

{Olivia's POV}

I picked Kellyn up, rushing into the living room. I collapsed on the couch, sobbing violently as I snuggled my daughter close. She squirmed against my tight grip, so I loosened slightly, holding her still against my chest. Marcel walked in then and sat next to me, running his fingers through my hair and shushing my sobs.

"I thought he had her!" I sobbed, "what if he had taken her!?"

"He obviously planned this all out," Marcel sighed, holding me close, "he put a fake baby in the crib with her, so when he jumped out the window, we thought she was in his arms."

"He's sick!" I exclaimed, rocking Kellyn, "what kind of person could do that to someone!"

"He's not right in the head, Liv." Marcel chuckled a bit, "but at least we still have our little girl,"

I watched as he caressed her cheek. "She's not leaving my sight," I whispered and shook my head.

"It just sucks I have work and won't be with you guys all the time," Marcel groaned, laying his head on my shoulder.

I sighed, "this is getting too much,"

"I'll Zayn and see what he's up to tomorrow, we can get to programming the security system." Marcel said, standing up and pulled his cell phone from his pocket. I nodded, cradling Kellyn closer. She was sound asleep, and I knew I wouldn't be sleeping at all that night. Luke was crazy, and he was loose. This sucked.

{Marcel's POV}


"Hello?" Zayn's groggy voice answered the phone.

"Hope I didn't wake you," I chuckled. I held my hand out in front of me. My whole body was still shaking.

Zayn chuckled, "no, anything for you, bud."

I heard Perrie in the back say, "Who is it, babe?" and Zayn say, "It's Marcel, go back to sleep, sweetheart."

"I didn't mean to wake you guys," I said, feeling myself on the verge of tears.

"It's really no big deal," Zayn said, "are you alright, mate?"

"I-I'm fine.." I was shaking even more.

"You sounds terrified!" Zayn exclaimed, "did something happen?!"

I burst into tears, sitting down in the hallway, "Zayn, he broke in, he was in Kellyn's room!"

"What!?" Zayn gasped, "what did he do!?"

"He must have planted a baby in the crib before we walked in, because he pulled this baby out of the crib and jumped out of the window, but Kellyn is fine!" I sobbed, hearing Olivia moving toward the hallway.

Zayn sighed, "he's so dead."

"I know," I chuckled a bit.

"We'll call Louis in the morning," Zayn yawned, "until then, try to get some sleep, we'll be over tomorrow and help you work everything out,"

"Can we install that security system?" I sniffed, glancing at the box that sat against the wall at the end of the hallway.

"Yeah, mate, no problem," I could tell Zayn was smiling, but he was tired.

"Thanks so much, Zayn," I whispered.

"Anything for you guys.." Zayn replied. I smiled as we said our goodbyes and hung up. I sighed, wiping my eyes and crawling to my feet. As I walked into the living room, I saw Olivia was sitting on the couch, cradling Kellyn and was humming a lullaby to lure the child back to sleep.

I smiled and walked over, wrapping my arm around Olivia and holding her close.

"What did Zayn say?" she whispered.

"He and Louis will be over tomorrow to help me install the security system," I smiled, reassuring her.

"We're going to be okay.." she paused, "right?"

I nodded, "right."

Olivia hugged me tightly, saying nothing after that. I hugged back gazing at the wall behind Olivia's head.


Right?

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