this // narry au

09. kitty claws

A/N: i miss harry's short hair so much

9 - Kitty Claws

"Are you going to tell me what happened?" Zayn asks finally, tearing his eyes from the television.

I look up at him from my spot in the kitchen. "No."

"Why not?"

I shrug.

"I think I deserve to know."

"It's personal."

"You were locked in a store. How personal is that?"

"Very."

"Just tell me about this Niall Horan guy."

That gets my attention. "How do you know his name?"

"I overheard the police." He chuckles guiltlessly.

"He's just a guy I was trapped with."

"From what I heard he wasn't just a guy."

"Why are you such a stalker?" I mutter.

"I just want to know." Zayn pouts. "Please? I'm going to the airport in an hour and a half anyways."

"Shouldn't you be in a taxi? The ride to the airport is an hour."

"I have 30 minutes."

"He's a wanted criminal that I was trapped in a store with, but I was unaware that he was one in the hours I knew him. Then he wrote me an apology letter and now the police think I was hostage."

Zayn tilts his head. "That's the longest you've talked in a long time..."

I don't answer his statement, I just play with my fingers.

"So you were trapped with a rebel in a store?"

"If calling Niall that makes you feel better then yes."

"What do you call him?"

"What?"

"You seem extremely protective over the guy so, what is he to you? A boyfriend?" Zayn teases.

"He is Niall." I reply. "Blue-eyed, lilac-haired Niall."

Zayn just grins.

"What's making you so happy?" I question.

"You so like him."

"Go catch your stupid flight." I retort.

Zayn's laughs and bids his goodbyes to me and my cat, before running off to grab his suitcase and out my front door.

I sigh and walk over to my bedroom door, before closing it and laying on my bed.

I almost go to sleep, but then I hear my needy cat clawing at my door and since this place is rented and I don't need claw marks everywhere, I open the door.

He doesn't come to me though, he scampers past me and towards my balcony.

I don't mind it for a second, I go back to sitting on my bed and thinking about whatever came to mind.

It wasn't like Charlie was dumb enough to jump off the ledge.

But then he started meowing.

And I was fine. For a little while.

Then he didn't stop.

"Charlie, what the actual fuck!" I exclaim, stepping onto my patio to grab my cat; but then I see it.

That stupid, dumb lilac-haired Niall walking in the streets, his head down and nodding along to music in his head as usual, with nobody even noticing him.

(And Charlie was just meowing at a billboard that was broadcasting a new cat food.)

I swear every cuss word I can think of under my breath and gently toss my cat on my bed before locking the patio door and bolting out my apartment room.

I was going to confront Niall, no matter what.

Not even my lack of socially acceptable clothing.

I dash through the doors of the apartment and grab Niall by his hoodie, yanking him in between the apartments and a Italian restaurant.

"You actual motherfucker!" I shout.

"Nice too see you too, Harry." He nods. "How's your day been going?"

"Why didn't you tell me you were most wanted? In all of the United freaking Kingdom!" I didn't know why I was getting so worked up but I was.

Maybe it's because it was the first real emotion I had bothered to feel in a while.

"Because I wanted to be normal for once!" Niall snaps back.

"You fucking--" I can't even continue, but I lower my voice and say, "Did you know that an investigator came to my house earlier! Asking for evidence and stuff they can use to find you."

"Did you give him the note I wrote for you?"

"No. I didn't think you deserved to be in jail." Yet.

"You didn't? You don't?" Niall looks up at me for the first time since I confronted him and his eyes are glassy.

Now I feel kind of bad.

"No. You're a nice guy and I think you can get this figured out."

"Will you help me?"

"No way!"

"Please?"

"You'll get me in jail!" I shake my head. "I'm sorry," I push past him.

"Harry," He calls but I ignore him.

"Harry!" His voice is louder as he forcefully grabs my wrist and yanks me into his body.

"Ow.. what the hell!" I whisper, pushing him off me.

"Sorry I-- Sorry... I didn't mean to hurt you..." He chews on his bottom lip. "But please, listen to me. I don't want to go to jail! I'm good looking! I'll get...molested?! Assaulted! I just need a place to stay until they think I'm gone."

"And when the police show up?"

"I'll tell them that I forced you to keep me."

I sigh and run a hand through my hair.

"You won't even know I'm there!"

"Alright!"

"And I even-- Really?" Niall's whole face lights up.

"Yeah, I mean like, I guess--" I'm cut off with Niall engulfing me in a tight hug, knocking the air right out of me.

"Thank you thank you thank you!"

"Whatever,"

"You won't regret it." Niall beams, letting go of me. "I promise."

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A/N: i told myself i wouldnt update this until i was a d-list celebrity but we all know that if i did that this book wouldnt be updated until september

and omg i just wrote chapter 18 for THIS and you're going to love it sosososo muchhhhhh im s ahead in the whole pre-writing chapters thing ayy

and ill go update the teenage kitten after yooo

sorry for typos im on my laptop and spell check isnt working for some weird reason

and the teenage kitten had a long ass q&a at the end so dont be expecting a long chapter its actually really short i just ramble a lot in authors notes sorry

there are drunk people behind my house and basically a girl is just crying over her boyfriend breaking up with her and her friend just keeps shouting "listen to taylor swift and you'll be fine" welcome to canada

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