*Discontinued* Sealed With A Kitten [Larry Hybrid!Harry]

Chapter One.

Harry's POV

Harry...

Harreh?

"Haaaarry,"

"Harold..."

"HAZZA?!"

"AH!" I yelled and sat up quickly, smacking my head on something hard above me. I fell back into my pillow with a loud groan and mumbled an 'ow'. Whoever was disturbing my beautiful dream was gonna get it. And holding a book over my head? Not. Acceptable.

"S- sorry Hazza,"

A quivering high pitched voice sounded beside me. I let out another low moan and opened my eyes to find myself staring into brilliant blue orbs. I tried sitting up again, wondering why he was waking me so early. Then it hit me. No, literally. I banged my head into that dang book again!

"Harry you know I hate to wake you," the eyes were full of sympathy. I ran my own green eyes up and down the face and let out a breath I didn't know I was holding.

"Yea, then why do it?" I grumbled.

"Um, we have an interview in a half hour?"

At those words I nearly choked on my own tongue and I suddenly remembered where we were. We were on our tour bus and I had smashed my head on the roof of it, not a book. Wow I feel stupid.

"Thirty minutes, Louis are you kidding me?!" I nearly rolled off the top bunk as I scrabbled around for my phone. I finally found it under my pillow, then dropped down to the floor of the bus.

I pushed past Louis into the small bathroom, not even bothering to close the door. I quickly brushed my teeth and unprofessionally combed my fingers through my messy curls. I threw a white t-shirt on along with black jeans and white converse.

"Hey, 'Arry?!"

At the sound of my name, I stumbled out of the tiny room and out into the tight hall of the bus.

"What, Zayn?" I called back to him. I didn't really need to yell as loud as I did though. He was standing right behind the door after I closed it.

"Lou wants ya," he nodded toward the front of the huge bus where there was the tiniest kitchen and sitting area ever. I nodded at Zayn gratefully and headed up to the front, pressing close to the wall and gripping the handholds so I wouldn't fall over.

Yea, I did just now realize that the bus is moving. I'm stupid; I know, I know.

We came to a sudden stop and I I tripped forward and landed on a smaller body with a small yelp, causing the other person to gasp and fall backwards.

Whoever I landed on gave a small grunt and I lifted my face off their chest to find that I had fallen on Louis. I scanned his face up and down. Our eyes met and I instantly froze. A few seconds later I realized that I was staring at him and my cheeks heated up a bit. I quickly stood up and offered my hand down to him with a sheepish smile while mumbling out a quick 'Sorry'.

"Um. Okay. Whatever just made you two lay on each other, KNOCK IT OFF! Some people have innocent eyes here!"

I had Louis' hand in mine and was about to pull him up, but the loud Irish voice behind me caused me to have a mini heart attack and drop him again.

I whipped around and shot a glare at Niall. I opened my mouth to snap something at him, but all I could get out was a grunt as a body whisked past me. I turned around in complete shock just in time to see Zayn trip over Louis' leg and fall on his face.

"Oi! Man down!" He shouted loudly. I covered my ears and laughed. It wasn't a very long laugh like I usually do, however. It was interrupted.

"Zayn Malik! How many times have I told you, NOT TO RUN DOWN THE HALL?! This bus is barely big enough to hold all five of us, and I'll not have you running around everywhere like a child!"