Love, I'll Take You to Neverland *Larry Stylinson* *Kitten!Harry* Hybrid

Intro

Harry Styles, Louis knew who he was, actually everybody knew who Harry styles was. Harry made people gasp last year when he started his profession, Louis thought Harry was brave, only humans have ever had real jobs and for that Louis admires Harry.

Nobody really knew how Harry got the job, usually his kind are sold when they are five to eighteen years old.

Louis father bought one when Louis was six, a small boy imported from Pakistan named Zayn Malik.

Louis father, Mark Tomlinson though pets needed a collar and a leash but Louis thinks Zayn is just a normal boy, with kitten ears and a bit sharper teeth than humans. Louis is outraged with how the hybrids are treated, some sit in cages or has to drink and eat from a bowl.

Zayn had been terrified when he arrived at the Tomlinson mansion. Louis had unlocked Zayn's collar and told him nap in his bed, after that the Pakistan boy took an instant liking in the blue eyed boy.

Kitten hybrids were sold to people with enough money, parents gave them to their kids or old men bought them when they got lonely, anyway the kitten humans was there for one purpose, being pets.

That's why Harry Styles shocked the world. He works as a stripper at London's biggest (thanks to him) gay club and Louis couldn't figure out how Harry escaped the dreadful fate all hybrid had.

But now, the boy with black, kitten ears was famous and there are not a single person, gay or not, who doesn't know about Harry Styles.

He feels like Harry got lucky, not having to face the cruel humans, but on the other hand Zayn was lucky too. Louis used to have friends when he was younger, boys who got tired of their 'pets' and tossed them aside, when Louis was ten he followed his friend Charles to a hybrid shop. Charles said it was no fun buying them on the internet and pressured Louis to come with him.

It was awful, boys and girls in all ages sitting in metal cages, only big enough for them to sit straight.

Louis cried a lot that night, telling Zayn over and over again that he didn't see him as a pet, but a real human, his best friend. Of course being part cat there were this instinct telling to please the owner and Zayn had cuddled up under Louis' arm and telling him how much he loved his owner. It took years for Louis to make Zayn stop calling him owner and friend instead.

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“Are you stalking him again?” the dark haired kitten boy teased, nudging his friend and cuddling up under his arm. “You should stop” he nuzzled his head into Louis shoulder, wanting to be pet by the older boy. Louis' fingers scratched the kitten's scalp and he started to purr, eyes closed.

“You're just jealous” it was true, Zayn had always been the only hybrid in the blue eyed boy's life and now suddenly he was obsessed with a new hybrid, (Louis wouldn't call it obsessed, more reading the articles in the newspaper about Harry every other week) and Zayn was afraid he might be left alone. “You know you're my number one kitten forever” Zayn sighed happily at that fell into that half sleep but still awake state and quietly sniffed on Louis.

Zayn's black velvet ears twitched every now and then and his eyelashes made long shadows appear on his sharp cheekbones, he always told Louis how beautiful the human was but Louis knew that compared to the kitten boy with bones carved from God he was nothing compared, old men had even tried to buy Zayn from him, but he would only spit that he wasn't a toy you could buy.

Louis wasn't attractive, he knew that, the nineteen year old and to much puppy fat on his stomach for it to be considered sexy, and his lips were too thin, he was too short and too curvy. His glasses made him look younger but he refused to wear contacts cause they hurt like hell. His hair laid like some weird slick beanie and no he did not like it, maybe only the fact that it was soft. He also liked the colour of his eyes, grey blueish.

He may not like his body or how he looked but he came to conclusions that he was stuck this way, plus Zayn always said he was pretty so that made him at least a bit happier.

When Louis was thirteen and Zayn twelve he had stuttered the question when Louis wanted Zayn to start with their sexual relationship, there was no lie in what was meant to do, be sold to a kid and play with them till they don't want the kitten anymore or stay and please them. Be sold to some old man or woman and please him in every way he might ask. It's horrible really, Louis thought. But the older boy had just laughed and told him that Zayn never had to do that, he was his friend not pet. The Pakistan boy had relaxed and muttered a, thank you Lou.

And now, when Louis was nineteen and Zayn eighteen they lived together in a flat Louis father had bought him as a graduation present. Louis thought it was a big, too spacious for the two of them, he was never one to flaunt his money in peoples faces. Or his father's money.

Louis went back to the tab on his phone, re-reading the whole article about Harry Styles. Apparently he had been spotted with Zac Efron and now the magazine said Zac was interested in buying the stripping kitten. But Harry was not for sale, he always made it clear that he was no one but his own.

He admired the kitten boy for standing up for his rights, it wasn't right for hybrids to be sold.

Maybe one day he'll be able to thank Harry for doing what he does. 

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