The Hybrid(One Direction-Zouis)

Chapter Nine- First Dates

Chapter Nine- First Dates

"Harry, what you're wearing is fine. Perfect." Louis tried to soothe the curly-headed lad. He wasn't having any of it, however.

I was sitting on the bed, my tail sitting in my lap as I watched Harry race around, fretting about his date with Niall. It was kind of amusing because I could hear Niall in the next room talking to Liam a hundred miles an hour, talking about how this date had to go perfect or else.

Harry suddenly turned to me. "Can you hear Niall? What's he saying?" Behind Harry, Louis pleaded with me not to tell, knowing I could perfectly hear them. I shook my head, emphasizing the movement by pricking my ears.

"Can't hear a thing. I think the walls are too thick." Around master #9 I learned to start lying because if she asked me anything and I answered truthfully, she'd hurt me. Over time it got to the point where I didn't even know if I was lying or not, but she could never tell.

Harry sighed, running a hand through his hair again, pacing. Listening to Niall, I had to force down the grin since Niall was describing where he was taking Harry. A movie dinner sounded fun.

Knowing it was going to be cold, I stood from the bed, diving into Harry's closet and rummaging through his things until I brought out a long sleeved shirt and a thick jumper with some skinny jeans. He might be numb enough that he wouldn't feel the cold.

Harry eyed me suspiciously. "Thought you couldn't hear him."

"Just cause I can't hear him doesn't mean I don't know it's cold."

"How do you know we're not staying in?"

"When someone's saying 'go out', I think they mean outside." I mocked, handing him the clothes before sitting back on the bed, watching him rush into the bathroom.

"Thanks for that. If he didn't shut up soon I would've smacked the nerves right out of him." Louis said, sitting next to me.

"You might need to." I replied, leaning my head on his shoulder as I listened to Harry mutter to himself about the 'ornery cat' and 'how does he know everything'. My thoughts were interrupted by Louis gently rubbing my ears, pausing to look at the healing hole in my ear. It never healed before because of the way the metal rubbed against it, not even letting it scab over.

Purring softly, I kept my eyes half open to watch Harry step out of the bathroom just as Niall exited Liam's room, breathing heavily.

Pricking my ears, I sat up, looking at the door seconds before Niall knocked. "I'm here to pick up a Harry Styles?" Chuckling softly, Louis called back a "Yes!" before shoving Harry towards the door. He threw Louis a dirty look before opening the door, greeting Niall softly before they left the house.

Liam left shortly after, having contacted an old mate and leaving Louis and I alone with apparently, a Harry Potter marathon. Whoever he was.

"Who's Harry Potter?" I asked as Louis placed the DVD in the tray, grabbing the popcorn bowl and sitting next to me.

"You don't know who Harry Potter is?"

"I think I was too busy hiding to watch movies." I replied sarcastically, rolling my eyes. Honestly, if one of my masters didn't have a cage they'd let me roam around, though most of the time it was to scourer for hiding places.

"Right, right. That's a good note. Well, prepare to enjoy hours of magic!" He called lightly before starting the movie of absolute joy and hell. (A/N- like this fandom... BTWs I LOVE HP. POTTERHEAD! I am so some kind of Potterhead. Don't know yet. Meh.)