*Discontinued* Sealed With A Kitten [Larry Hybrid!Harry]

Chapter Nine.

Zayn. Just. Omfg. I don't think I've stopped sobbing since yesterday morning. Fck my stupid mind, I even had a dream about it. I can't sleep anymore wtf, like wtaf. How about you guys?

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[4.2.15] That was the day after it was confirmed that he left. Now I'm really angry for him leaving, but still kinda sad. Ya know, getting over it little bit. I've never been so thankful for four boys in my entire life. Definitely gonna miss Zayn. But he chose Naughty Boy over us. So... It is what it is I guess. Love xx

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Harry-

I actually cannot believe that I didn't fuck up on stage tonight. I was freaking out about absolutely nothing! I'm curled up in my bunk right now. Louis' in the top one beside me. Niall isn't in his bunk under me, I heard him get up for some reason. Probably to eat. Liam is below Louis, and Zayn is beside Liam. Both are snoring quite loudly, which is why I'm not asleep yet. That and the adrenaline still pumping through my veins. I always get this huge rush after performing, like, wow, that actually just happened and I didn't screw up.
I was extremely bored for about half an hour. Then I realised that I could have been talking to Louis this whole time, because he's still awake also. I didn't pull myself out of my bunk to stick my face behind his curtain, but I reached my hand behind the wall and felt around for him. I grabbed something that felt like a socked foot, and heard a sharp intake of breath.

"Harry, good Lord!" Louis huffed.

I felt him move and he took his foot with him. I frowned. Then something else was placed in my hand, a set of fingers. Louis must have turned himself around so our heads were facing the same way. Even though there was a thin wall between us, it's still be quieter than talking across the bunks and waking Zayn and Liam.

"Do you need something?" He hissed.

I shook my head even though he couldn't see me.

"I'm just bored." I replied quietly.

"Sleep," Louis suggested, "it's a great way to pass time."

I snorted.

"Don't you think that if I could sleep, I would've by now?" I asked sharply, twitching my ears in annoyance.

I still haven't quite gotten accustomed to them yet.

"Right, good point." Louis whispered. "Hazza, let's be honest. It's way too late to be able to fall asleep without a nice comfy pillow or stuffed animal, isn't it?"

I raised my eyebrows.

"What?"

"Well I mean, like-" Louis trailed off and let out a sigh.

"I have a huge lonely bunk. Can you just get your ass in here now please?" He asked bluntly.

"Um, okay," I shrugged and climbed out d my bunk.

My feet hit the floor lightly. I took a moment to tuck my tail into my dark grey sweatpants, then grabbed my blue beanie from under my pillow and put it on over my head before climbing up into Louis' bunk. He was right, his is a bit bigger than mine. Louis grinned at me as I clambered in, almost falling on top of him. I situated myself so that I was pressed between the cold railing and Louis' warm body.

"Is your bunk cold or summat?" He asked, turning his phone on and directing the glowing screen to my beanie.

I nodded and snuggled into his warmth.

"Well no kidding, you haven't even got a shirt on!" Louis chuckled.

I pouted.

"And Niall stole my nice comfy blanket. I'm just gonna stay with you cause you're warm." I told him.

He grinned.

"I always love it when my Hazza stays with me! Makes me feel a lot more comfortable."

Louis turned his phone off and shoved it under his pillow. He then pulled me closer and wrapped his bare arms around me. I smiled and buried my face into his chest, inhaled his scent deeply. He didn't smell of much. Just of warmth and a little bit of aftershave. But he smelled comfortable. And that was enough for me. It felt right being there curled up in his arms. And I wish we could do it as something more than best friends.

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(4/22/15)
I got 622 fanfic words in tonight. My goal was two hundred to be honest, and I was just gonna post it at that. But ya know, I went over my goal by 522 words, and wrote this all in one hour at 11 at night when I'm dying of boredom and tiredness sooooo.

2.53K reads. Can I just talk about this for a second.

FUCKING TWO POINT FIFTY-THREE "K" READS

I'm done now ilysm readers thank you, that's so much more than I ever expected xx

-dusty