Freak [On Hold]

Chapter 20: The Party

~ Harry ~

As the Tv played softly in the background I sat on the couch, watching Louis fix his tie and smooth back his already slicked hair. He actually looked really handsome compared to the normal T-shirts and jeans he wore, and his slicked hair looked amazing compared to the mess of brunette that normally sits on his head. He looked different, and way more mature than usual.

He noticed me watching him and he smiled while smoothing his jacket.

"Shouldn't you be putting your suit on too?" He asked with a small laugh as he slipped the fake elf ears over his own.

"Fine." I mumbled as I trudged towards my room, shutting the door softly behind me.

I stripped my body of my jeans and T-shirt. Then in only my boxers I rummaged through my closet until I found the suit Louis had lent me.

I pulled on my pair of clean, dark black skinny jeans in which I had cut a hole in the back for my tail. Then I pulled on the white shirt and shrugged on the black suit coat. I stared into the mirror and smiled. It felt good to have my tail out. It had become a little uncomfortable tucking it into my pants everyday. It felt good to give it a good flick. But I'd have to keep it still for the night. This was going be hard.

Then came the one thing I was the most scared about, my ears. I reached up and styled my hair in it's usual quiff but flattened it a little so my ears showed. And there I was. Harry Styles. The freaky, abnormal cat hybrid that I was. It had been so long since I'd seen myself like this. In a way I'd forgotten what I looked like, what with my ears and all. I reached up and stroked the soft fur. In a way it felt comforting. But I was still scared.

"You're seriously doing this?" I said aloud in my empty room.

Silence replied in almost a beaconing nod.

I sighed and fell down onto my bed.

The ceiling fan swirled in useless circles above me. Come to think of it, why was the fan on in the middle of december? I shrugged as if answering my own question before rubbing my eyes out of stress. Ever since I was little my family always stressed on the secrecy of our kind. It was always; "Harry keep your ears covered" or "Harry you mustn't let anyone know" or "Put your tail away right now!"

They never wanted me to do anything to expose myself. Now look at me. I was going to a party with hundreds of people with my tail and ears fully exposed. What if someone yanked on them and discovered them real? I guess someone would call the police and shoot me down. They'd call me a freak and laugh in my face. Just like old times.

I shook my head glancing back up into the mirror. But then again. This was a costume party. Maybe people would barely give it a second glance. I suppose my insane mind was thinking I would blend in well, but a cat at a christmas party? We'll see how this turns out.

I was interrupted from my thoughts by a loud rap at the door. I stood taking a deep breath before answering with a come in.

Louis' head poked around the white door. He looked funny with his hair so clean and perfect, and then there was the fake ears he was wearing. I had to stifle a laugh in front of him.

"Hey Harry you ready to go?" He asked with a grin.

I nodded checking my hair once more in the mirror. I made sure my hair fully framed my face, I wasn't about to take any chances.

I stepped passed Louis who eyed me thoughtfully.

As I entered the lounge, the other four boys were there as well. They were dressed in their sharp tuxedos, perfect styled hair, and those fake elf ears.