The cat attack (harry styles fanfic)

Chapter 4

"How long is she staying here?.."

"Maybe a week or month or so, am not sure but I'll call on you once she behaves"

"I don't get it.. she never do that..."

"It's okay mr.styles it's a part of the cats and dogs well being."

I pawed the bars of the cage I was currently in

Not to girls: don't attack while man is near, He will sent you to a fucking vet

I covered my ears trying to shut the talking about my previous behavior, and or stuff. I feel terrified cause I've never been in a so call as Harry quotes at the car awhile ago 'little animal rehab'

Dumb twit, it's were they fucking torture animals until they go nuts, I hate him.... but.. you can never hate Harry styles the dumb idiot

"So she's gonna be fine here right?" Harry asked to the woman who clearly trying to eye fuck him, but Harry's to busy glance back to me ever sentence, his eyes were filled with worry and a little bit if scared

"Of course we take care of our animals like any other" she said while unbuttoning her blouse slowly showing off her cleavage, but Harry's at my face at this moment so, ha bitch! score me!

But seriously if he noticed they would've fucked on the desk in this tiny office and I would've witness everything

"Thank you ms.wouds-" Harry said as he stood up to shake hands with her

"Oh please call me Kayla" she winked and shook Harry's hand like it's the dick

Oh please....

"Common darling let's take you to your new temporary home.." the vet picked my caged up and started walking out of the office, now this is where I start crying for Harry.

I let out a long whine calling for Harry, I clawed the cage but it was useless. I started moving around the cage trying to get out of the vets grasp

"Quit moving you little bitch!" she hissed shaking the cage, and you call your self animal friendly.

Am a bit offended that she called me a bitch I mean, am a Fucking cat you could've just called me a pussy or 'little piece of shit' just not bitch, bitch!

I let out a hiss and meows as we get closer to the room full of cages, no no no no!

I start moving, pacing side to sides trying to break free, too late. she pushed the metal doors open and all the animals hissed, seems like everyone also wants her to die. I stopped my movements once I saw all the animals locked up

They looked like they've been here for ages, years, months and I don't know, some of them looked like they're just crying and some are crying, there not mad... they're all sad, upset, or even depressed

This is wrong...

"Here's your new home!"

she opened the sliver cage and shoved me right in "in just two weeks your precious Harry will for get all about you" she said giggling, now she's the bitch

"Goodnight you little pricks! hope you all die" she said shutting the metal door closed tight, left with a loud bang echoing the cold room, no light just coldness. it feels like the devil just died here.

But In all honesty, I don't know anymore...

What now?