Chapter Sixteen
//Niall’s P.O.V.
“Or we can go out.” I blurt out.
Oh wow, that came out wrong. Clearly, it was the wrong thing to say as I see his yellow-green eyes widen impossibly wide.
“Fuck, I meant let’s go have a pint or something. Sorry, I’ve been told that I don’t have a brain-to-mouth filter. Shit.”
Harry throws back his head and laughs. Erm, are those tiny little fangs? The hell? “Okay. But how are we gonna stay away from all the love birds?”
“Easy; we go to the dingiest, dodgiest and grimiest pub we can find,” I say. Duh.
“You do realise that could be a bit dangerous, right?” Harry chuckles.
“If anything goes wrong, I’ll scream or something. You could help.”
He sighs. “Alright. Lemme go get the jacket then.”
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“I love your stupid ideas!!” Harry exclaims, raising his glass of beer. Fourth one, I think.
Like I said, we found a dingy pub that wasn’t advertising ‘romantic’ deals. Most of the other patrons are old and, for the lack of a better description, roughed-up looking. A bunch of scary dudes were sitting there glaring us young teenagers. They were probably wondering why we weren’t with pretty girls.
Wait. If I’m Harry’s mate, does that make him gay or bi?
I’m confused.
I voice my thought and Harry replies, “I don’t know. It’s a”—he lowers his voice—“cat thing. Oh, maybe I’ve looked at a couple blokes and thought they were good-looking but more in a male-form appreciating way. But then again, I’ve never quite been interested in people this way before.”
“How’s this going to work, the two of us? I mean, it’s not awkward or anything. It’s just that in biology classes, mating in animals is like you have sexual urges for that person and, y’know.”
He laughs.
“What’s funny?” I ask.
“Just because I have a bit of animal urges doesn’t mean that I want to jump your bones all the time.” He laughs loudly. The others are starting to look at us.
“Okay, sheesh sorry. It wasn’t meant to be funny.”
“Doesn’t matter what you meant. Still funny.” It’s clear that he’s trying to catch his breath from laughing.
“If you wanna know, I also go, erm, into heat and stuff so maybe that’s the only time you need to stay away from me.”
By now, the alcohol is doing all the talking for me. (don’t blame me for having a couple pints!). “What. You’re gonna be a horny-ass sexy kitty during that time?”
Harry leans in and pulls a sexy face and purrs into my ear, “Wanna find out?”
I turn my face so that his lips are millimetres from mine. “Hmm, depends.”
Before I am fully in control of my body, our lips close the distance between them. Sweet, warm softness encases my own lips and we’re proper kissing. His lips taste as sweet as they did about an hour ago, tinged with the sour taste of beer and whatever else he has been drinking. My hand travels up his neck and slip under the light grey beanie that he had to borrow off me. I find his cat ears easily and starting rubbing a spot behind it. I make sure to tug lightly on his curls as well. The combination of both causes him to moan and purr at the same time. The sound’s quite cute, to be honest. So I keep scratching his cute little ear and make out with him.
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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.
