Mr. Styles

Chapter 71

Harry's P. O. V.

It took awhile for all the commotion to die down but we all ended up sitting in the living room eating pizza. Surprisingly, Elena is back to her clingy self but she still hasn't slipped back into calling me daddy as of yet-which was a little disappointing.

I gently pushed Elena off of my lap and onto the couch so that I could carry the empty plates into the kitchen. I could tell she was becoming more tired by the second. However, I still wanted her to pack her bags for tomorrow before she went to sleep.

I loaded the dishes into the dish washer and sighed.

"Haz?"

I turned to see Zayn standing in the doorway. He made his way over to stand beside me and folded his arms across his chest. "I don't want Niall working for you anymore." I furrowed my eyebrows. "Why?" He shrugged his shoulders and scratched the back of his neck. "I don't want him working at all. I wanna take care of him."

I didn't know what to say. Zayn has changed so much. I would have never thought that he would become soft.

Before I could speak, I heard something in the distance shatter. "Oohhh Elenaaa"

"I'm sorry!"

I could feel my nerves kick in. "Hold on Zayn." I practically sprinted to the living room, I didn't know what to think and my mind was all over the place.

I let out a breath seeing only a broken vase on the floor. I looked over and saw poor Elena in a puddle of tears with her face as red as a tomato. "H-Harry... I'm sorry... I-it was an a-accident.." I couldn't help but scoop her in my arms and pepper her face with kisses. "It's alright, love. Stop crying, everything is alright." I frowned feeling her tremble in my arms. I sighed trying my best to relax so that I wouldn't be harsh towards her.

I carried her over to the corner so that I could speak to her without all the ears listening. I placed her on her feet and squatted down to her level so that she could look me in the eyes. "Elena," I said grabbing her hands. She was still crying.

"Elena," I said again. "Calm down please.... take a deep breath." I placed a kiss on her hands and waited for her to breathe. "Calm down." I said again. "Follow me." I took a deep breath and she followed suit. "Good," I said. "Now let it out." I smiled seeing her breathe out. We did this a few times until she was finally able to calm down.

"That's my girl," I said kissing her pouty lips. "Now... tell me what happened.... no more crying."

She rubbed her eyes with her fist. "I-I was gonna come f-find you and-and when I walking... I-I tripped over Niall's leg and bumped into the vase.
B-But it was an accident.."

"I know my love, I know. Relax... everything is fine. I'm not mad.."

Truth is, that vase belonged to my mother and it was passed down from her mother. She gave it to me after my dad died. He loved that vase.... meaning that it cannot be replaced. So in actuality, I was pissed.

I took a deep breath trying my best not to yell at her. Maybe mom has an extra one lying around somewhere.

I looked over her legs and feet to see if she had any cuts and scratches. I was relieved to see that she was alright. "Are you alright?" I asked her anyways. She nodded her head and held her arms out, silently asking me to pick her up. Instead I just grabbed her hand and led her back over to where the guys were.

My eyes widen seeing Zayn and Liam frantically pressing paper towels onto Niall's arm. "Nialler," Zayn begged. "Please don't cry. You'll be okay I promise you."

"What happened?" I asked making my way over and not realizing I let go of Elena's hand. Zayn gave me a quick glance and then tended back to what he was doing. "He got cut with the vase when it fell." Surprisingly Zayn was really calm about the whole thing. Niall on the other hand... not so much.

"It hurts..."

"I know but I just need to take care of it so please just give me a minute." I had no idea what to do so I squatted by Niall's side and just held his hand. "Aw Ni" I mumbled. "You're alright. The cut isn't even that deep. You'll be healed in a few days tops." I had no idea if that was true or not because I didn't see his cut, but my words seemed to distract him a little bit.

Niall looked up at me. "How do you know?" I smiled, "well Zayn is pretty good a fixing up cuts like this so I have no doubt that he will get you all taken care of. Don't you agree?"

He glanced over at Zayn whose eyebrows were knitted together in concentration and then back at me. "Yeah I guess so."

I nodded. "It's gonna hurt but I think you can handle it. By the way... I think I have some cheesecake left in the fridge and some chocolate chip cookies in the cabinet. So how about this... if you are able to be good and sit here so that Zayn can patch you up, I'll let you help yourself to anything you want and.... as much as you want. Does that sound like a good deal?" His eyes widened and he immediately nodded his head. "Deal!"

I let out a laugh seeing Zayn glare at me from the corner of my eye.

A/N: Heyyyy another update!!!

Didn't Harry handle everything so well :)

How did you think he was originally going to react about the vase?

What do you think is going to happen when they get home tomorrow?

Random question: do you like mochi ice cream?