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"C'mere, Harry!" Niall called. "Come sit on the couch with me. Not on floor, silly kitty."
Harry was a hybrid cat. He had always acted more like a cat, but still had most human traits.
"M'kay," he said. He got off his favourite spot on the floor and moved to a spot on the couch next to Niall.
Niall chuckled before using his strength to pull Harry onto his lap. Harry sat up and sat opposite the way that Niall was sitting. Their chests pressed together.
It was silent until the 3 other boys came in. They were all sweaty, panting, and being loud.
"Hey guys. How was your run?" Niall asked. Harry hopped off Niall's lap and went over to the boys.
"It.... was..... great!" Liam panted.
"Speak for..... yourself," Zayn panted. "That... was way.... too much..... running."
"I agree," said Louis. "Remind us to never go running with Liam again. He works us too hard. Plus, running four miles is not really my thing."
"I'll go running with you, Liam. I like exercising," Harry volunteered.
"I will, too! I love to run. Sometimes," Niall said. Harry made a little noise of discomfort, making everyone look to him. "You okay, Harry?"
"Mhm," he mumbled, smiling at the end to this to hide the pain. "It's probably just something I ate."
"Are you sure? Do we need to see a doctor?" Liam asked.
"No. I'm just going to use the loo and I'm sure I'll feel better," Harry rushed. He scurried up the stairs to his bathroom.
As soon as he was locked inside, he sat on the floor and grabbed his stomach. "Baby, don't hurt me now. I love you but you can't always be hurting me. I'll have to tell them eventually, I know. But, I just want to keep you my secret for a little while longer."
The baby did a flip. "I can't wait to feel you kick." He ran a gentle hand over his small bump before getting up then walking out the door.
"Hey babe. Do you feel any better now?" Zayn asked.
"Yeah I feel a lot better." He smiled when the baby did a flip inside him.
6 months later, Harry was 9 months pregnant. With triplets. He still hadn't told the other boys, in fear that they wouldn't love him anymore.
He had a really hard time covering his big bump. He had to wear extra big shirts and make sure the boys didn't get too close.
"Harry, are you alright? You've been very distant in the past months and I'm kind of worried about you," Louis finally said.
"N-no nothing's wrong. I just- haven't been feeling well is all," he lied. "I don't want to get you guys sick in case I am."
"Should we go to the hosp-"
"No!" Harry yelled, cutting off Louis. He cleared his throat. "No I don't need to go to the hospital. I'm fine."
"But you have to tell me in case something comes up, okay?"
"I promise I will."
"Good boy. Now, want something to eat?"
"Yes please. I'm starving plus I'm eating for more than one anyways."
"Wait, did you just say 'eating for more than one'? Is there something you're not telling me?" Louis cocked an eyebrow.
"No I've told you everything. I promise. I don't know why I said that. You know how I say random stuff all the time. This is one of those times. I'm just going to go upstairs now," Harry rushed. He quickly went upstairs. He locked him self in his bedroom.
