Being A Hybrid // larry stylinson |editing|

yelling at dad.

•Louis Pov•

Harry had fell asleep on my lap on the leather couch in the library.

He was purring and he was snoring ever-so-slightly. He kept mumbling things and I kept bending down and kissing his red lips.

but he was smiling and i was happy that he was. his tail would move around and twitch, as his whiskers would, too.

there was a sharp rap at the door and before i could tell the person to come in, the man barged in, my eyes opened widly and my hand that was running through Harry's curl stopped, twitching.

Harry mumbled something and looked up to me, he kept blinking. soon after the quietness and had looked around, he shot up, his ears folded back against his head and a sound rumbling from his chest as he stared at him.

my father.

•Louis Tomlinson Dad's Pov•

i had rapped my knuckle against the front very hard and the maid opened the door, but i barged in before she said a thing.

"Where is my son, maid?" I snapped, pissed that he had skipped work again. she bit her lip and pointed down to his library. i sighed and shook my head.

i started to walk but the maid kept yelling out my name, i just ignored her. i rapped my fingers against the door and opened it before my son said anything.

On my sons lap was a cat..no cat human. I snorted and rolled my eyes. The cat snapped up and looked at me, his ears folded back, a rumbling sound leaving his chest.

"Here you are with a damn cat when you have work. Pathetic!" I spitted out. He squinted his eyes and stood up, putting his hand on the cat/humans head.

"He's rare, thank you, father," he said harshly, glaring at me. I snorted and rolled my eyes.

"And i dont give two shits. You've missed work to much and we need your ass back. Now, LETS GO."

He crossed his arms over his chest and shook his head. "I dont think i well, dad." He snarled, staring at me, hatred full in his eyes.

I sigh and roll my eyes. "Listen, boy, we need you back at the company. The more money, the better."

"Thats all you care about!" Louis yelled, glaring harder. "Money, money, money! You dont care about anything else. Always needing to dominate the other person! Im home and im staying home for a while to teach my new cat/human how to live and be health. So get your ass out of my house and dont come back!" he snapped, breathing heavily, his bright blue eyes flashing brightly.

I laughed and smirked, holding up my hands. "Okay, okay. But dont come running to me when your little fucktoy runs away."

I smirk and leave the house, slamming the front door hard and hearing a small splitting sound as i do so.

•Harry's Pov•

I get sad at the thought of being his..fucktoy. is that what i am? Just a fucktoy?

Louis sighs and sits down, rubbing his face and i slightly touch his shoulder, my hand slightly shaking.

"L- louis?" I whisper. He rubs his face and smiles a little, looking back at me. "Yes, sweetie?" he whispers.

"A..-am i just a fucktoy?" I whisper, my ears folding back, the sound in my chest disappearing, sitting back, tears in my eyes now. Louis frowns deeply.

"Oh sweetie..." he whispers and grabs me, putting me in his lap, his head on mine, my ears still folded back.

One of his hands go to my back, rubbing up and down.

"Your not a fucktoy..and you never well be. Your the sweetest person I've met..you'll always be here with me.

And tonight..i wanna show that..please?" he whispered hotly in my ear, my cheeks burning with redness.

I swallow thickly, breathing heavily.

I slowly nod my head, my ears folding back just a lil.

"Y..yes. you may," i say. He smiles and kisses my head, picking me up with one arm under my legs and the other behind my back, standing up slowly and pushing the door with his back and walking.. slowly to his room.

Our. Room.

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-kendra