"I'm home!" Harry calls, and I hear a door slam.
I perk up, my ears sticking straight up. Master is home! His footsteps pound into the room. They're very loud so I flatten my ears against my head to muffle the sound. I am currently on the windowsill, sitting in the corner of it. Harry comes in and I watch him look around for me.
"Yogurt!" he yells. "C'mere kitty!"
I usually try to have a game of hide and seek with him instead of revealing where I am, but I growl softly - some kitty hormones because he looks so damn good - and his head snaps over to the window sill. His face breaks out into a grin. I bat my eyelashes but I know it's no use. He'll never know how I feel. He takes off his shoes- those brown boots that I like to chew on when he leaves the house without them - and then pads over to me, holding out his arms. He scoops me up, but I don't come easily. I meow at him. I am hard to get. He laughs and holds me closer and I am in heaven.
A/N: So that was the first chapter. Yes, I know it's short, but it was first written in the Notes app on my phone. Keep reading. It gets funnier. :) And please don't forget to vote.
-Cali
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Yogurt Styles: A Harry Styles Fanfiction
ФанфикYogurt is a cat, and Harry is her owner. What he doesn't know is that she has a unhealthy love for him that is driven to the point of obsession. Read this hilarious and dramatic fanfiction about the insane relationship between a cat and her owner- Y...
