Chapter Fifteen
//Niall’s P.O.V.
“Are those . . . ears?” I ask, pointing at the furry triangles sat on top of Harry’s unruly curls.
I don’t know which I’m more confused about: the fact that I just snogged Harry and didn’t really mind it or the fact that Harry has actual kitten ears.
To test them out, I put one of my hands behind the ears. They flick away from my touch. But I don’t relent and manage to scratch the spot behind his ear. Almost instantly, he starts to make long purring noises. the sounds really vibrate throughout and it feels like his entire his body is trembling with the purrs.
As if he just realised what he has done, he clamps his hand over his mouth and jumps backwards, away form me.
“Fuck,” he breathes out. “fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK!”
I take a good look at him and see that his eyes are a shade of lighter green, edging on a very feline yellow green. He somehow got himself situated in the gap between the sofa and the wall. I’ve heard about how cats like to go hide in a corners and stuff; that’s exactly what Harry is doing. There are barely audible mewls coming from him, alternating with soft growls.
“Harry, I’m not gonna. . .” wait, what am I not going to do?
“You’re not supposed to know.”
“How am I not supposed to know when you fucking bit me weeks ago!” I explode.
“I bit you?” he asks, voice super soft.
“Yeah, you bit me on my neck. Not a hickey, a bite. It took ages for the mark to go away.”
His face goes paler—paler than even mine. “Fuck, I marked you?”
It’s my turn to blanche. “What do you mean ‘mark me’?”
He flushed deep red. “Nothing.”
“Don’t lie to me, Harry. I already know that you’re a fucking cat, like Cat Woman.”
He hisses. “I’m not like Cat Woman. My ears are real and so’s my tail.”
From the way his green orbs widen, I can tell that that was a slip of his tongue.
“What are you then?”
“I think the politically correct term is hybrid, not that there are many of us. My mom doesn’t even know how I came to be since our family is normal. It could be a genetic condition, some recessive shit.
So yes, I have cat ears and tail. I also act like a cat sometimes.”
During his little talk, I’ve been advancing towards him. Slowly, I pull the sofa away from him. “Anyone know about this?” I gesture at his body.
“My family, obviously. And Lou, Zayn, and Liam because they’re my best mates. They like to take advantage of it, scratching my ears to make me purr and pulling on my tail.” After thinking for a while he adds, “They also tease me a lot with cat toys and for some reason, I like the toys.”
He jumps over the sofa and sits on it. “Any more questions for me, Ni?”
I glare at him. “You know what you haven’t answered.
Sighing, he shakes his curls and ruffles them; avoiding eye contact with me. “You know how animals, er, have thismatinginstinctandorgoinheat?”
“Sorry, what?”
He is now red down to his neck. “Well, animals go into heat and they also have this mating instinct thing . . . seems like I, ah, I have it too.”
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Irresistible
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.
