Bad Kitty (Zarry)

Chapter 39

Zayn(POV)

I had Harry come to work with me every single day, Fridays are the best since parties are around and people take it easy. 

The best thing about Friday's is that people come around here more often to buy and sell whatever junk they have for me to check out. Sometimes i like buying things from those i only know or know of, other times i don't pay attention to people who seem like bullshit.

 Checking around the counter to make sure i wasn't missing anything, i let my eyes travel around a little more. Setting them on Harry who was playing around with his shirt, his ears well hidden from the world along with his tail hiding itself even though it was quite broken.

 I made sure to have Liam bandage it up a bit, Harry is getting better though. It has been clearly two weeks ever since the fucking incident, i still don't know who did this to him nor would i want to let it slide but Harry is a very strong hybrid and he wanted to deal with it himself along with having us around.  

''Zayn do you think that maybe we can go to the pet store today? I want to check out some cute kitties if you don't mind?''

 Confused, i walked over to the boy who was sitting with his legs crossed over one another. Wrapping my arm around his shoulder, i brought him close to my side. 

''Why do you want a kitty for? Have you not seen yourself? Is there a reason for wanting a pet?''

 I kissed the side of his head, lingering my lips a little longer just to take in the apple scent of his shampoo that he had me buy the other day.

 Claiming that he was in love with scented candles, shampoos and of course any other type perfume or cologne. 

''You take care of me Zayn, i would at least love to take care of something small and fragile. I have always wanted a kitten, when i was younger...I had a kitty named Frisco and he was the cutest thing ever. My mum and dad sold him to an older couple that ended up killing the kitty not even a week later. I felt horrible, i cried for days just thinking about that kitty whose life was taken away just because my parents didn't want me happy. I loved him like he was my own brother, we communicated in our own little ways. Even though i didn't really know what he was saying or anything, just because i'm half cat doesn't mean i know what cats actually talk about or at least meow about to each other. I guess i put some thought into it when i seen you talking to Louis yesterday about dogs.'' 

I had nothing to say, speechless from his little past and how he had to deal with tough shit that wasn't his fault back then.

 I held him tighter, ignoring the faces that were staring our way, ignoring the voices of people talking about gays and how it's wrong. 

''That's cute love, i'm talking about you wanting to take care of something small and i guess vulnerable other than living in my house while i have friends over. I don't mind buying you a kitty, i wouldn't mind playing with it either. Why didn't you tell me this sooner though? We could have gone out and bought one long ago if you would have asked me.'' 

He placed his hand on top of my lap, using the other to thread his fingers with mine that was placed around his shoulder. 

He turned his head, licking over his lips as he stared into my eyes. I flicked my eyes down to his lips then back up into his eyes once again. 

''It's not really the fact that i truly want a kitten to start off with, i'm horrible at lying so what's the point when you're just going to find out? I'm kind of...Well i kind of get jealous when you hang out with your friends and leave me behind when i'm either bathing or sleeping. I don't mind you hanging out with them, i feel alone sometimes though. When you ditch me for them or when you tell me that you're going to go out with them that if i wanted to tag along. You shouldn't ask if you want me to tag along, you should just tell me to come along since i'm closest to you. I'm not trying to sound selfish, i just never had someone like you in my life and i don't want it to go to shit if you find someone else.''