harry styles drabbles

from tumblr:P

so i wrote this on tumblr and i had the character's name as penny instead so i forgot this character's name is ella and the daughter is named ellie so just ignore that pls thx

Ella's POV

Harry had been acting quietly for the past few hours. He wasn't dancing around the house and singing with our three-year-old daughter, Ellie. Instead, he was sat on the couch with her as she "read" him her favorite book. He nodded along as Ellie pointed at the pictures and recited what she remembered from the story. I was in the kitchen cutting up some fruit for dinner. Since it was Sunday Harry didn't have to go and work on his album, I didn't have to go to work, and Ellie didn't have to go to daycare. But, Monday was coming soon. Our weekend was coming to a close quickly, and I wasn't quite sure if Harry was ready for that.

"What's this one say, sweetheart?" Harry asked Ellie, sniffling a bit.

Ellie giggled, "Daddy, this one says love! L O V E!"

I could see Harry's smile from the kitchen. He murmured, "That's right, baby." He turned to the side. "Heh'ngxst!"

"Bless you, Daddy!"

"Keep it down, love, mommy's working in the kitchen, yeah?" Harry said. "H'Ngtchh!"

Ellie laughed as I entered the room.

"Bless you," I said, announcing my arrival.

Quickly, Harry turned around and looked at me.

He cleared his throat, "Thanks, love." He motioned toward the empty spot on the couch next to him. "Sit, we were just reading...ehm..."

"Scooby-Doo!"

Harry scratched the back of his head. "Yes," he nodded, "that's right, we're reading Scooby-Doo. Care to join us?"

I sighed, "I would love to, but I just came in here to tell you that dinner is ready."

Without any hesitation, Ellie jumped up and down, excited for dinner.

"Why don't you go start eating with mommy so daddy can clean up in here, okay?" Harry offered.

I scooped Ellie up into my arms and started making my way to the kitchen.

"Hah'ishuh!"

"Bless you!" I called back.

Helping Ellie eat her noodles was the farthest thing from my mind as I sat across from her. She was capable of eating things on her own, I was just there for supervision in case she started choking. I was trying hard to listen to my husband in the living room as he cleaned up the books and toys he had been using with Ellie just minutes before.

"Hmph-SXCHEW! Hrr-SCHHMGxT!"

Harry walked into the kitchen and sat down next to me. This time I didn't give him any shit for sneezing. I would have, but I saw his face as he walked into the room and I decided against it. His eyes were puffy and his nose was red and runny. He sniffled lightly and then grabbed a napkin off the table to blow his nose in.

"Hang on, honey," I said sweetly. I got up and found a tissue box in the cabinet under the sink and brought it back to Harry.

He smiled gingerly, "Thanks, El." Harry then blew his nose into the tissues instead of the rough napkins. Still, his nose was becoming more and more chapped.

My thoughts were dragged away from Harry as Ellie stated that she was done.

"Can I take her for her bath?" Harry asked, his voice hoarse.

I started to waver on the idea, but Ellie interrupted me, "Daddy can we use my bubble bath?"

He chuckled, "Of course, Princess. Why don't you go get the bubble bath from your bedroom and you can go to the big bath tonight!"

Ellie took off to her bedroom. Harry rubbed his temples and I pulled him into a gentle hug to try and put him at ease. Still holding onto me, Harry leaned his head off of my shoulder.

"HUH-mph-TNXGT!"

I pulled away from our hug and kissed him on the cheek.

Harry rubbed under his nose, "S'cuse me."

"Bless you," I said. "When did you catch yourself a cold, mister?"

"'Dunno. I thought it was just allergies yesterday but it's caught up to me now," He explained.

I rubbed his back and then the two of us made our way up to our bathroom, where Ellie was trying to figure out how to open the bubble bath. Harry ran towards her, prying it out of her chubby fingers before she spilled it all over the bathroom floor. He had left himself short-winded and coughing. I then wiggled the bubble bath out of his fingers and turned the bath on.

"Haz, why don't you go lie down? I'll get Ellie's bath started."

Ellie looked up at me with sad eyes. "Where's Daddy going?"

Harry bent down. He said, "Daddy's not feeling too well, peach. Mommy's gonna give you your bath and then you can come to watch cartoons with Daddy in bed."

That cheered Ellie right up. She clapped and ushered Harry off to his bed. We got her bath started and then poured the bubble bath in. I made sure to put enough water for Ellie to have fun but not enough to let it up to her neck.

Ellie splashed around for a few minutes before tiring herself out. I lifted her out of the bath and into a towel, and then took her to her room to get changed into her pajamas. As we walked by our bed, Harry was out like a light.

"Is Daddy okay?" Ellie asked quietly.

I smiled. She loved her father more than anything. Ellie was definitely a daddy's girl. "Daddy isn't feeling too good, sweetie. Remember last week when you were feeling icky?" I asked. Ellie nodded. "That's how Daddy feels right now."

Ellie frowned. She made an effort to put her pj's on quickly so she could go cuddle with her ill father.

However, once she entered our room and saw Harry fast asleep she decided that she wanted to go to bed too. I grinned. Ellie was an amazing child. She was young but she was already considerate, something she picked up from her father always putting others first.

"I wanna be like Daddy and go to sleep now," she proclaimed. I chuckled and put her down to bed, humming to her softly. It wasn't her father's beautiful voice, but it did the job. Within a few minutes, Ellie was asleep.

I turned her lights off and made my way back to mine and Harry's room. I expected to see Harry fast asleep in bed like he had been before, but he wasn't. He was sat up, nuzzling his nose into some tissues.

"Aeh-stchew! HEH-tschew! AH-scheiew! HUH-ngxxt!"

I joked, "Impressive, Styles."

Harry looked up at me, a blush coming over his cheeks.

"Bless you." I handed him some tissues. "Let's get you feeling better, yeah?"