Chapter Five
Dedicated to @LivefortheWrite01 cuz she also writes a hybrid fic where Harry’s a kitty and Liam’s a puppy >,<
Here’s the next chapter, aka what happens when six insanely hot guys go for a dinner together ;)
Love, Em
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//Josh’s P.O.V.
Oh, wow. The tension in the air is so thick that you can karate-chop through it.
The entire drive to the restaurant, Niall kept casting anxious glances at the car the Harry drove in the rear view mirror. And whenever the blue met green, I could have sworn that I saw something pass between them even though they weren’t physically in the same space.
Once at the restaurant, it even got worse.
I’ve no fucking idea what is going on between that curly haired chap and my Ni-Ni but one thing is clear: that guy has the hots for my boyfriend.
And the dinner so far has been anything but comfortable.
We all ordered from the bilingual menu—Italian and English—and are waiting for our drinks. Since Nialler is driving, he is stuck with some soda while I’m happily awaiting my pint of sparkling wine. More than once, I caught that guy—Harry, I think—looking at Niall like he wants to jump him and fuck him on the table. And I swear I saw his eyes take on a yellowish glow and his pupil slit! It was fucking bizarre.
Finally, our drinks arrive and the waitress tries to flirt with all of us shamelessly. She practically presses her boobs in front of my nose and also in front of that bloke with buzz-cut (Liam?). It’s actually kind of amusing from Niall and my perspective since we’ve got zero attraction towards girls. None at all.
“So,” Liam starts off carefully, “Josh, you’re from Ireland like Niall here, right?”
“Born and raised. I’m going back in four days. But Ni-Ni promised to visit during the Christmas holidays since his relatives all live there.”
“Like I can survive that long without you,” Niall comments, squeezing me sideways. I turn to kiss him on his cheek quickly. Harry glares at me for a nanosecond, his pupil slitting again. What the fuck is his problem? If he wants a boyfriend, he should look for someone who isn’t taken.
“Anything you like to do for fun? Niall’s told us that he plays the guitar,” Louis ventures.
“I can play the drums. And I’ve done the music exams and stuff. Technically, I can compose some music and improvise on the drum set if need be. I play mostly pop-rock style but I can adapt.”
“That’s really brilliant!” Zayn exclaims in that exotic accent of his. And as he does so, the girls from the table next to us giggle loudly, trying to get our attention, I reckon.
“I know for a fact that Liam, Zayn and Harry like to sing,” Louis offers. “We’ve always joked that all we needed was someone who can play the guitar and a drummer.”
“Hey,” Liam looks hurt. “I can play the piano just fine, thank you very much.”
“Yeah but pianos aren’t that mainstream for pop music scene,” Harry says, patting Liam’s shoulder.
“Do they banter like this all the time?” I ask no one in particular.
“Pretty much,” Niall replies with a laugh. “Kinda like we used to when we were five or six.”
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Fanfiction*NOT FAMOUS* Harry is a hybrid-cat; he has certain feline characteristics that are easy to hide most of the time. But when Niall moves into Doncaster, his inner kitty wants to come out and play.
