A Hybrid And One Direction (ON HOLD/SLOW UPDATES)

Chapter three

Chapter three

Elise's pov

"G'night." They grumble tiredly. Zayn gets up and goes to his room, whereas Louis passes out on Liam's shoulder. Weird boys. I shake my head and open my door. Parsley is chasing a stuffed mouse across the floor and mewing in triumph every time she gets a good pounce.

"Look at me mommy! I caught the mouse!" She mews. I purr and pick her up.

"That's terrific, Pars, but we have to keep it down or the boys might find out about you." I whisper. She purrs and rubs my face with her cheek. That's what cats do to put their scent on you, claiming you as theirs. Cats have glands in the roofs of their mouths that release the scent that only cats can smell when the cat rubs up against you. (Boring fact, but look at me doing my research!)

"Okay mommy." She yawns. "I'm tired."

"Me too. Let's go to sleep." I set her on the bed, where she happily curls up with her tail over her nose. I climb under the covers and soon follow Parsley to the dream world.

Harry's point of view

Zayn went to bed, Louis fell asleep, and Niall is still in the kitchen. That leaves me and Liam still watching the movie.

Liam shakes Louis off his shoulder and onto the other side of the couch. I try not to laugh when he almost falls on the floor.

"What do you think our families will think of Elise?" Liam asks. I can't tell if that's a rhetorical question or...

"They'll love her. She seems like a sweet, quiet girl." I answer. Liam nods, still in thought.

"I feel bad that we had to take her along." Liam points out. I nod.

"Yeah. It's nice that she doesn't want us spending money on her, but I feel like we should since we basically kidnapped her." I elaborate. He smiles.

"But we already have." He points out.

"Yeah, that's true." I agree.

"Why do you think she was in a hurry to go to bed when the meowing started?" He asks. I shrug.

"I wonder..."

Elise's pov

I sit up in bed and stretch. Parsley yawns and mewls for milk. I make her formula and feed it to her. She thanks me and goes off to play with her toy mice.

I get dressed in my signature Wallflower jeans, brown cami shirt, and black sweatshirt to hide my tail and ears. I also grab my purple beanie before leaving my room and going to the kitchen. Our suite is huge.

Liam and Harry are already up and making breakfast, or at least trying to. "Liam, how do I know if the pancakes are done cooking?"

"If there are bubbles coming up to the top side, then it's time to flip it." Harry's face literally looks like this: O_O

"Ummm..." he flips over one pancake, and the cooked side is completely black. Liam facepalms.

"Harry!" Liam shouts. Louis, Niall, and Zayn come out of their rooms almost simultaneously.

"What's going on?" Louis asks.

"Harry ruined the pancakes." Liam explains. The boys groan.

"Why don't we just get McDonald's?" Niall asks.

"Niall, we're famous. We can't just walk across the street to the McDonald's." Zayn sighs. Everyone's quiet for a moment.

"Wait! What about Elise?" Louis asks.

"What about me?" I ask.

"The fans know us, but they don't know you, Elise. You could go get us food!"

"Doesn't this hotel have room service?!" I ask, not caring that my introverted side is showing.

"But McDonalds is so much betteerrrr!" Niall whines. I sigh.

"Oh alright. What do you all want?" I give in.

"Five hot cakes, two with sausage, three hashbrowns, and whatever you want." Harry says.

"Sounds like you've done this before." I comment.

"Many times." Zayn says. I nod and grab a room key and my purse.

I leave the hotel room and walk to the elevator (or lift, for the British people). I've only ever used an elevator about five times in my life, well now six.

I get off the elevator in the lobby and walk the front doors. Sure enough, there's a McDonalds right across the street. I walk across the crosswalk with all the other people, then head into the place where I have lunch sometimes.

When it gets to my turn to order, I put on my best fake cheery smile and walk up to the counter.

"Hello, what can I get you?"