Harry sat with his body awkwardly perched on a bar stool. He was sitting and watching Louis and Niall on the dance floor. Music was bumping and there were glowing lights that changed hue all around. The snake hybrid had tried to dance but after one too many people stepping on his tail, he retreated back to the bar beside Zayn.
Zayn was sitting with his cheek on the bar, his hand holding a glass of some sort of alcohol. It was probably his fifth or sixth drink since they had arrived two hours ago. Louis, Niall and Liam had all had a few drinks as well.
Harry was fine with his thermos of chicken broth.
"I wanna go 'ome." Zayn muttered to Harry, his tail curling and uncurling in a way that showed his was irritable. Though that seemed to be a constant mood for the lad. "Its too loud."
"Why'd you even come out, you didn't even dancccccce." Harry asked, glancing over at Zayn. Zayn was dressed in a nice shirt and pants. He had a brown strap collar on his neck. It was one of Niall's old collars. Harry was wearing one of his sweaters, his brand new slim back collar on his neck.
"I didn't want to be alone." Zayn murmured, pouting at him and lifting his head, drinking down his drink.
"Maybe ssssslow down." Harry said gently. Zayn scoffed at him and shook his head, his ears going down. He didn't reply though. Harry let out a soft sigh, reaching over and patting his back. Zayn closed his eyes, letting out weak purrs.
"Do you want to go lay down in the back of Louissssss' car?" Harry offered. "It'ssss cool enough and I'll lock the doors."
Zayn cracked his eyes open. He slowly nodded and stood up, a bit wobbly on his feet. Harry rose on his tail, quietly grateful not to be balancing his thick tail on the tiny top of the bar stool. He helped walk Zayn out to the car. Harry let out a soft sigh of releif as the booming of the music and noise of people died the second the club door was closed.
"I wissssh you hadn't drank ssssso much." Harry murmured, practically carrying the cat hybrid out to the car. Zayn scoffed, all but falling into the backseat as Harry opened the door. Zayn muttered something and climbed into the backseat, curling up into a drunken ball.
"What?" Harry asked.
"I said wh-wwwwhat does it matter?"Zayn slurred sadly, hugging himself. "I'm alone." He whimpered out. Harry could see the boys face crumpling. Harry couldn't help himself but comfort the man. He slithered in on the floor, lacing a hand on his shoulder.
"No one loves me!" Zayn wailed. "I-I have no purpose." He hiccuped. Harry cooed and stroked his hair.
"That'sss jussst the alcohol talking." Harry said, gently stroking his ears. "I love you. You matter more than having a partner." He assured.
"Gi-Gimme yerrr tail!" Zayn sniffled, reaching down and pulling Harrys tail up, hugging him tightly. Harry just sighed softly.
"I gotta go back in. Louis wantsss me there." Harry murmured. "But I'll lay out here with you until you fall asssleep." Harry murmured. His tail was very uncomfortable wedged into the floor of the car, but Zayn didnt seem okay to be left alone quite yet.
"Another person....jus' choosin' someone else before me." Zayn muttered. His eyes were closed at this point. Harry hummed softly, stroking Zayns soft ears.
Zayn whimpered and reached up, scratching at his neck, "Take it off." He huffed tiredly. Harry frowned. The first rule that most hybrids were taught was that you never take your collar off in public.
"Zayn...you have to keep it on in public." Harry muttered. Zayn cracked his eyes open.
"I'm in the car." Zayn pouted. "Please?" He looked up at Harry sadly. Harry sighed
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More Scales- Larry Stylinson
Hayran Kurgu(sequel to 'Scales') Harry has found his forever home, something that he had dreamed about for years. He even has his first ever boyfriend, his owner Louis Tomlinson. However, unexpected occurrences, mixed with an unannounced arrival bring up demons...
