Kendall's POV
I search the house, calling their names as I go. Where could they be? Or did they leave without telling me? It's been half an hour now since I last saw them. I calm myself with deep breaths. They're probably out together, it'll be fine! I pick up the book that we, Harry and I, gave Shree for Christmas today. I open it at a random page and see the words 'okay' a couple times. That's right, they'll be okay. I settle into the red couch and start reading it, just out of interest of course. 'Late in the winter of my seventeenth year, my mother decided I was depressed, presumably because I rarely left the house, spent quite a lot of time in bed, read the same book over and over, ate infrequently, and devoted quite a bit of my abundant free time to thinking about death.' (All rights are John Green's, quote from the book, I do not own it!) I get caught up in the book and I'm on page 56 when I hear the door click and the two walk in.
"Mum!" Shreeya puts down a cage and is about to throw her arms around me when she realised what she's said. "Oh um ah... sorry." She blushes and looks down.
"It's okay baby girl!" I wrap my arms around her and she breaths in my scent.
"We got kittens!" She pulls back and grins.
"Let me see, let me see, let me see!" I squeal like a five year old. Harry opens the three cages and ginger, cream and black coloured kittens wander around the living room. The ginger rolls over at my feet and Shreeya plays with the black one who plays back. Harry sits next to me and whispers in my ear.
"Love you," he kisses my ear, "love you," he kisses my forehead, "love you," he kisses my nose, "and I really do love you." He kissed my mouth and I kiss back. Oh his warm lips against mine.
"That's Rosemary!" Shreeya tells me, pointing the ginger kitten. "And this is Daniel!" Shreeya scratches the black one, Daniel, under his chin. I scratch Rosemary behind the ears and she goes limp.
"Uh..." I mumble.
"She's just sleeping!" Shree reassures me.
"Oh ok. Who's the other one?" I point towards the cream kitten who is curled up on a chair and is falling asleep fast.
"She's Hazel!" She informs me and picks her up. She doesn't seem to notice a thing!
"Did you name them?" I ask.
"No, the shelter did." Harry answers.
"Can we rename Rosemary?" I question tentatively. "And Daniel?"
She spends a long time thinking about her answer. "Okay fine, but you can't rename Hazel!'
"Great!" I say and think of whether the orange one is more an Alison or an Eden.
"Hey Garry!" Harry picks up the black one and gets scratched. "Do all black cats hate me?" He exclaims. Shree and I just laugh.
"Middle names!" I remind the others. "We need those too!"
"Yes, and last names!" Shree adds. "Harry, you name Garry; Ken, you name ex-Rosemary and I'll name Hazel!"
"Eden Sarah Styles." I pick up Harry's glass of water and dip my hands in it.
"Hey!" Harry complains.
"I'm baptising with your water! It should be an honour!" I sprinkle the water on Eden and she doesn't seem to notice.
Shreeya's POV
"K fine then!" Harry grabs Ken's whole glass of water and pours it on Garry. "Garry Christopher Styles!" Garry leaps up and runs away from the water and Harry himself.
I grab Harrys water and do the same as Ken. "Hazel Grace Styles." I sigh and my hands are shaking so much that I can't hold onto the glass any more and it smashes into thousand of microscopic pieces on the tiled ground.
"You okay?" Ken hugs me.
"I don't want to be me when I'm famous! What if my parents want some money? What if guys only date me for the money and publicity? What if I can't handle it and just want to be street kid Shreeya?" I gulp.
"Use a wig and a different name! Like Miley Cyrus being Hannah Montana!" Ken suggests.
"I'm scared." I whisper.
"It'll be fine! How about Lucy Waters?" Ken strokes my hair.
"Not the Lucy part but I like Waters." I sniff.
"Lillian Waters?" She suggests.
"I love it!" I swallow deeply and say: "She'll have brown wavy hair."
"Lillian Waters." She sighs. "Shreeya Malik. Whoever you are, I'll still love you."
"I'll still love you too!" I breathe in the scent of her daisy perfume. "Never leave me."
"I won't, as long as you never grow up." She smiles. "Oh darling don't you ever grow up, don't you ever grow up!"
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The Lucky One
FanfictieWhen Harry finds a girl sheltering from the heavy Christmas snow in a tree, he decides to talk to her and then take her home, because its Christmas and she's starving. Little does he know that the girl is one of his best friends sisters! All the boy...
