Uniquely Flawless - Larry Stylinson AU Kitten!Harry {Book2}

Chapter 11

[A/N]: Meh... school. It's time for you to leave. You're beginning to stress me out. Hopefully... when school ends... I'll be able to make whatever I write longer. And update more frequently. Sorry if I've been failing lately!  And this chapter is dedicated to Beauty_And_The_Beat for making the adorable multimedia on the side! Here's the next chapter.

[Niall's P.O.V]

Sunlight streaming through the blinds in the bedroom shone right into my eyes, and I sleepily groaned and rolled over. I was comfortable, wearing only my boxers, but I was cold. I felt blindly out for the warm body I knew would be next to me somewhere, but all I found was sheet. Opening my eyes, I found out that I'd managed to take up most of the bed and had practically shoving Liam onto the very edge. With a guilty expression, I squirmed towards him to pull him further onto the bed.

"Decided to share the bed, hmm?" Liam asked me suddenly.

I let out a startled yelp, "You're not asleep?"

"No," he chuckled. "I've been awake for awhile now."

"Trying to sleep like that?" I asked in exasperation. "Why didn't you wake me up?"

"Eh," Liam rolled over, pulling me into his arms and kissing me gently. "You're cute when you sleep."

"Well we both know that's true," I fought a grin. "But you still could have woken me up... I feel bad for basically shoving you off the bed."

"It's fine," he chuckled.

"I guess my sleeping brain wanted payback since you shoved me into the mattress last night... with your dick," I burst into hysterical laughter.

Liam, on other hand, groaned, "Why must you have such a potty mouth? And such a dirty mind?"

I gently prodded his chest with my index finger, "You taught me basically everything I know. So, you tell me."

"Can I blame Louis?" he asked. "Is that an option?"

"That's always an option," I assured him. "When in doubt, blame the person that isn't present to defend themselves."

"And now I'm teaching you bad morals again... forgive me, don't learn anymore from me," Liam moaned, rolling away to try and hide his face in his pillow.

I followed suit, rolling after him. However, I rolled on top of him and burrowed my face into his sleep rumpled t-shirt. He always smelled delicious. Sweet in a way, and a tad like aftershave in another, "It's okay! I'm not a good kid, anyway! I still love you."

"I love you, too," Liam turned his head out of his pillow, "...Are you smelling me?"

"Maybe," I nuzzled my nose against the spot of his neck I knew would make him squirm.

"Niall," he laughed, trying to wiggle out from under me. "I don't want to be tickled!

I rolled off of him, sprawling out dramatically onto the bed, "Alright... I wont tickle you. But only because we have a problem."

"What's our problem?" Liam asked, rolling over and getting so close that our noses brushed. "Is it your morning breath? That could definitely be a problem."

"No. It's worse," I sighed.

"Oh no," Liam gasped in horror. "What could be worse?"

"I'm hungry!" I declared.

"Oh, what ever shall we do?" Liam flung his arms around me, practically crushing me to his chest.

Liam always was a sarcastic morning person. I attempted to wiggle away from him so I could give him a pleading look, "Will you feed me?"