Little Things

Chapter 35

Harry's POV:

As I looked down at Sara, I couldn't help but smile. She was curled up against me in bed with her head on my chest. Her slender fingers delicately traced my butterfly tattoo on my stomach.

"You're amazing," I said, kissing her temple. "And I don't just mean in bed."

Sara blushed and shook her head. She pulled the covers over her face and I laughed.

"I mean it. You're amazing, Sara," I repeated, pulling the covers back so I could see her face. She smiled.

"I love you," she said.

"I love you," I echoed. We both heard Elizabeth start to cry in the nursery. Sara got up and picked up one of my t-shirts. She threw it on and pulled some underwear on. She was beautiful, crazy sex hair and all.

"Don't just stare, Styles," Sara scolded. "Are you coming with me to help our daughter or not?"

I laughed and got out of bed. I put on some boxers and some gray sweatpants. We both walked to the nursery and Sara picked up Elizabeth.

"She needs a diaper change," she said, taking our daughter to the changing table. She quickly changed the diaper and calmed Elizabeth down.

"Can you get a clean onesie out please?" Sara asked.

"Yeah, of course," I said, opening one of the drawers in the dresser. I pulled out a pink onesie that said "Daddy's girl." I handed it to Sara who got Elizabeth dressed.

"She's so cute," Sara said.

"We did a good job," I replied, wrapping my arms around Sara from behind. I kissed along her neck and jaw. Her eyes fluttered shut and she hummed.

"Babe, I'm tired," she said.

"Maybe dinner will give you some energy," I suggested. She nodded and laid Elizabeth, who had fallen asleep, in her crib. We walked downstairs and Sara took a seat at the bar counter. I put some water in a pot to boil on the stove.

"What are you making?" Sara asked me.

"Macaroni and cheese," I answered.

"You spoil me."

"Only the best for you, my love."

I leaned across the counter and placed my lips on Sara's. She smiled as I pulled away.

"You're very affectionate today," Sara remarked.

I shrugged and said, "I just love you and wanted to show you how much I do."

Sara smiled. "You're the best."

"I know," I teased.

"I take that back! Your overconfidence just ruined it."

I put a fake-shocked look on my face. Sara laughed and rolled her eyes.

"What am I going to do with you, Harry?" she wondered aloud.

"You're going to marry me in five months," I replied.

"Very true."

I saw that the water was boiling so I put the noodles into the pot. I stirred them and set a timer. Sara was staring at me and biting her lip. It took all of my willpower not to take her upstairs right then.

"I know what you're doing," I said, turning my attention to the pasta.

"I like the view," Sara replied innocently. I took a deep breath and tried to control myself. I finished the mac and cheese and put it into two bowls. I gave Sara a bowl and a spoon. We ate our mac and cheese in silence. Elizabeth started to cry and Sara got up to feed her. I cleaned up the kitchen and went upstairs to the nursery. Sara was rocking Elizabeth to sleep.