Louis’ POV
Tom was at some random strangers place. Jesus.
I arrived at the place, luckily it was close, I could hearing yelling inside, oh no.
I watched Tom sprint out of a window, clawing up my leg and holding onto my t-shirt.
“Tom, what did you do?” I asked.
“And stay out!”
I was kinda angry that someone was mistreating my cat but, I was scared. I held Tom close as I walked briskly away, back towards my place.
Harry’s POV
I saw a figure walking away with that devil cat, he peed all over my bench! Wait that figure, he had Louis’ ass. Also his curves…
Was that Louis and his cat?
No Louis wasn’t responsible enough to own a cat.
I shook my head, finding the paper towels and cleaning up the bench.
The smell of pee was still lingering in the air as I desperately tried to rid the smell.
I used so much spray and wipe to try and get rid of the smell and mess.
Stupid cat.
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I brought my items to the self-check register, scanning my items and putting them in the bags. As I removed a bag to move it to the ground the computer started acting up.
Oh great, not again.
I huffed, calling over one of the staff and letting her scan the card on the computer.
“All done” she smiled.
I forced a smile onto my face, returning back to my groceries and finishing up. I paid and walked out, my legs carrying me to the pedestrian walk-way, I stopped and waited, looking around at the different cars on the road.
I spotted Vanessa walking with a male, he was taller than her by at least a head, she went up to his shoulder. They looked so happy and joyful, skipping and jumping around instead of blending into the gloomy crowd like everyone else. Vanessa sported her usual all-black whilst her friend wore most blue’s and white’s. They stopped at the traffic light, opposite. She spotted me, pointing over to me and telling him something.
She waved at me, not moving as the lights turned green and I walked over to her side.
“Harry!” she linked arms with me, bringing me over to a Gloria Jeans (it’s a café if you don’t know :)xx)
She brought me over to a table, sitting down next me. I received a dirty look from her friend, as he sat down grumpily beside me.
“So, Harry, have you bumped into Louis?” she asked.
“Not exactly” I mumbled, placing my bags on the ground.
“Not exactly? Spill” she rushed.
“I think I may have run into his cat and then maybe I saw him but I don’t know” I mumbled.
“Was the cat’s name Tom?” she asked.
“Yeah, why?” I questioned.
“That’s Louis’ cat alright” she nodded.
“W-what?”
“He got it because cats reminds him of you” she told me.
I hadn’t noticed that her friend had walked off until he came back with a brownie. She immediately grabbed a chunk, stuffing it in her mouth.
“I remind him of a cat?” I was confused.
“Yeah, that was before when you had your hair down to the side”
“Oh” he thought I looked like a cat and then he bought one.
“He needed company” she explained.
He had missed me that much, he got a cat to remind him of me, that cat was like my replacement, Louis missed me, and so did I.
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I had later found out that her friend’s name was Niall and they were together as a couple. I fared them goodbye and walked back home, hurrying in case the ice-cream melted.
I had Louis’ number twice now, I wanted to call him, I really did. But I just couldn’t bring myself to do so. He would probably get angry of something. I had no clue, what if he had changed? What if he was different?
