My fav Larry Stylinson stories

Falling for the boy with kitten ears (hybrid)

Louis finds him as he rushes out the door, trying tie his black Vans and run out the door at the same time.

Louis realizes that its impossible to do when he falls, face- down, on the pavement just outside the flat complex. His bag fell and opened, its contents spilling everywhere.

"Shit, shit, shit. I don't have time for this crap." Louis whispered- yelled at himself as he scrambled to pick up all his stuff, shoving everything back in his bag. With everything in his bag and his clothes somewhat straightened out, Louis took three deep breaths before trying to calmly walk to the bus stop, only to be stopped by a tug at the bottom of his shirt.

"Look, mate, I'm in a-" Louis started but stopping when he turned and saw one of his notebooks in the stranger's hand.

"Oh, thanks." Louis said, thanking the stranger and reaching for his book.

Looking up to the person, he saw green eyes and a headful of curly brown hair. Hidden in the curls were- kitten ears.

Without thinking, Louis stretched a hand up to rub one of the soft ears.

The boy purred in return, lowering his head closer to Louis, encouraging him on. A long tail flickering happily behind him.

After a few minutes of just rubbing his ear and listening to his light purring, Louis remembered he had a class in less than fifteen minutes.

He instantly took his hand back, smiling at the boy when he looked up, puzzled.

"Sorry, mate. I have class." Louis said, coughing uncomfortably and waving before breaking into a run down the street, just entering the classroom a second before the bell rang.

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After a dreadfully long and boring day of lectures, Louis ran out the door.

The whole day Louis sat in the hard, uncomfortable seat, he wasn't listening to his professors or taking notes, no, Louis was thinking of the kitten boy.

The way his eyes closed when Louis touched his soft ear. The soft purring that escaped his plump, red lips.

Louis sighed, sweeping his fringe out of his eyes and walked back home, trying to pushed the image of the hybrid out of his mind.

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As Louis approached the flat complex, he noticed someone sitting on the steps, looking down at their pigeon- toed feet.

Walking closer, Louis saw that it was the kitten boy.

Louis stopped right in front of the boy, looking down at him until the hybrid looked back up at him with wide, green eyes.

He smiled instantly, two deep dimples revealing themselves, his face brightening up. He leaped to his feet, locking his hands behind his back.

"You waited for me? Don't you have somewhere else to be?" Louis asked in a confused voice, breaking the silence.

The boy's smile faltered a bit, thinking that he shouldn't have, thinking that Louis may not have actually liked him.

He ignored the thought, picking up one of Louis' small hands with his two much larger ones and placed it on top of his head, on his ear.

"Meow." Harry purred rubbing up into Louis' hand.

Louis bent his fingers, scratching the boy's scalp and rubbing his ears at the same time.

"Do you want to come upstairs?" Louis asked the boy after a minute of the scratching and rubbing.

He nodded instantly, happy to continue to be in the presence of the petite boy.