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Pen Your Pride

Babysitting

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Harry tweeted out #RIPWMYBHouse... I saw a picture guys... It actually burnt down... :( xxx

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*Harry's POV*

My stomach felt like it was inside out. This morning, I had caught Ella cuddling with Louis, and it gave me the sickest feeling in my stomach. I knew they weren't anything more than brother and sister, but it was still painful to see. Now was not the time to get jealous. Now was the time to make up for being a total jerk.

Found Ella in the kitchen making lunch with Louis. She refused to talk to me. Found Ella in the backyard with Louis and his sisters. She refused to talk to me. All I could hear was her and Louis laughing through the open window in my room. I hadn't left it in hours. Knock, knock!

"Come in," I called, pulling the blanket over my head.

"You're a big boy, practically an adult, get that blanket off your head!"

"What do you want, Gemma?"

"To bring you a famous Styles sandwich."

"I'm not hungry," I moaned, burrowing farther in my cave.

"You have to eat something."

"No."

I could hear the plate being rested on my nightstand. "Well, if you decide to be a grown up, know that she isn't going anywhere. I've seen the way you two look at each other. It's something more than lust that lingers in both of your eyes."

"I'm sure she'd rather have Louis now."

"Harry Edward Styles, you are an idiot!"

"Yeah? 'Cause I haven't heard that today!" I snapped. Poor Gemma did not deserve any of this abuse.

"She wants you, not Louis! Her background on her phone is a picture of you sleeping on her shoulder. Your name has about three hearts in it on her contacts list. You just can't expect her to pick everything up and walk away. She's made thousands of dollars in her job over the past couple of months. Why would she give that up?"

"I can support her," I piped up, my head popping out of the blanket. I could tell my hair had lost its structure and was becoming the hair I had years ago.

"Ella doesn't want your money. She's independent and has her own firm foundation under her feet. It's going to be hard for the both of you, but she's not jumping ship just yet."

I sprang out of the covers, wrapping Gemma up in my tight embrace. "Thank you so much! I know what I need to do!"

"If you quit your job, I'll set my four hell hounds on you. Louis is quite sassy, Zayn has a mean bite, Niall looks adorable but he doesn't back down, and Liam will lure you in for the attack."

"Louis wouldn't hurt me, he loves me too much." With that, I was out of the house and running for Louis' van. Next time, he'll make sure not to leave his keys on my dresser.

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*Louis' POV*

"Who wants a grilled cheese?" Ella yelled, kids came scrambling from different areas.

The "adults" had left an hour ago and the rest of the lads were watching a football game on the tv. I had sent Gemma on a mission to coerce Harry out of his room and I have no clue whether or not she was successful.

Dessert was Jello with whipped cream. When it was all served, I scooped some onto my finger and smeared it across Ella's cheek. She shrieked and ran after me with a handful. I ducked out of her way and smacked her hand into her face. Whipped cream was pretty much all over us by the time we were interrupted.

My arms went around her waist and I spun her around. Then I saw a blur standing in the doorway. I stopped spinning, but I still held Ella to me as if protecting her. "Harry, what happened to her not wanting to see you right now?"

"Louis, she's right there, I'm sure she can speak for herself."

"Who are those for?" Ella whispered, she pointed towards red roses he held.

"They're yours, baby girl!" Harry smiled, the look of hope crossing his face clearly. "They're to show you exactly how sorry I am. I know how much you mean to me, it's so clear, and it gets clearer everyday."

"Then why argue?" She asked, a tear dripping down on to my whipped cream covered hand.

"Because I'm an idiot," he stated, the tears were pouring out of his eyes too. "I'm just so afraid of loosing you! You were abruptly brought into my life, and I feel like my career will ruin us."

"It's not going to Harry. I'm stronger than you think."

"I know, and I'm sorry."

"Go to him," I whispered into Ella's ear.

She walked out of my arms and into his. Harry just held her, stroking her hair and singing softly.

Don't let me, don't let me go

Hazza was such a soothing person. I gave them the moment of peace and proceeded to check on the kids.

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*Ella's POV*

Water filled a vase, just waiting for Harry's flower to vacate it. The minute they hit the bottom, I took of to go change. When I opened Harry's door, I was greeted by his bare chest. "Nice nipples!"

"Hey, I'm very sensitive about those!" He chuckled.

"At least we get four times the opportunity to see just how cold you find a room." I winked at him and grabbed a new shirt.

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