That Stupid Cat {Larry S.}

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"Yea, the cat tried sucking my dick last night"

"You're dumb"

"It's true though"

"You're dumb"

"Okay, okay. It was just trying to drink milk"

"..."

"You're still dumb"

Zayn had came over to Harry's because he was apparantly 'so bored he could shoot himself in the face' After chatting a bit and watching TV they both decided to just be lazy and do nothing.What a great, entertaining thing to do.

Zayn and Harry were sitting on the couch eating donuts which Zayn was kind enough to buy along the way.

"It's true though that cat wanted the D" Harry smirked, leaning back into the couch.

Zayn scoffed, rolling his eyes at Harry.

"You need to stop"

"Stop what?"

"Just stop"

"You make no sense"

Harry went in for another bite of his donut when Zayn shoved it against his face, squishing it from cheek to cheek.

"You know, chocolate does not look good on you. You'd be ugly with dark skin" Zayn bit his lip to keep himself from bursting out laughing.

Harry's eyes widened and he pulled the donut away from his face, immediately standing up so no crumbs would get on the couch.

"That's racist! All people are beautiful in their own way. I think you should try some"

Harry was quick to get on Zayn's lap. Opening his arms and hugging Zayn tightly. He then began to rub his cheek against the side of Zayn's face, smearing chocolate all over him. This was completely normal for the both of them. They have been best friends for years now, meeting at a college and hitting it off pretty well.

Zayn grabbed onto Harry's shoulders, twisting them around so he was on top of Harry, and Harry was laying on his back against the couch. Zayn was in a sitting position on Harry's tummy.

"You're heavy. Get of you fatty"

Zayn smiled, letting out a light chuckle.

"I probably way less than you so shut your mouth"

"How old are we again?"

Harry laughed at his own comment, Zayn along with him.

"We could probably pass as teenagers. We do the dumbest sh*t. And you're dumb"

Zayn laughed some more and slid off of Harry.

"You started it" Harry shot at him.

"Yes and now I'm ending it because obviously I'm the mature one here" Zayn raised his shoulders triumphantly.

Harry scoffed, crossing his arms against his chest.

"Sure.. Whatever you say Zayn"

Zayn's eyebrow rose up as he locked his eyes on Harry's face like a magnet.

Harry kept silent, looking off to the side childishly. Every once in a while he would glance back at Zayn, only to realize that he was still staring at him. Harry began to grow uncomfortable and shifted in his plush, cushioned seat.

"Will you stop staring at me. Creep"

Zayn smiled in victory, patting Harry's shoulder.

"Yea whatever. I'm gonna go now. Go make out with the cat or something"

Harry made a gagging noise as Zayn walked to the door, raising his voice up at him and tilting his head towards the direction in which Zayn was at.

"Gross! His tooth might cut my tongue or something"

"Yea.. That's the gross part" Zayn twisted the golden knob. He walked out with a wave and a small 'Goodbye'

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[Harry's POV]

Not even five mintutes had passed and I got a call from Zayn.

"uhm. what"

"Wow that's nice. I just wanted to tell you that your boyfriend was on the car when I left"

And just like that, He hung up on me. How rude. Who even gave him the right. What boyfriend?

I pressed redial. He answered on the second ring.

"He-"

I pressed the 'End' button and smirked evilly.

That'll show him.

I walked out into the driveway, and what do you know! It's that stupid cat laying on my car.

Why.

I watched it jump down and slowly walk towards me, pressing his head up against my leg, asking for me to pet him.

Why.

He pawed at my foot, letting out a small 'Meow'

"You adorable little sh*t I hate you" I said as I crouched down and began caressing his head.

"If you got one scratch on my car I swear I will murder you" I said as I fully sat down, letting him crawl into my chest.

"I'll, uhh.. throw you into a bathtub full of water" I kept on playing with him, poking the side of his belly and flicking at his tail.

"I need to fatten you up. So you can, like, lay across my belly, and make me warm"

The cat purred, rubbing into my touch when I itched right beside his ear. It made me smile.

"What the heck I dont like you. What if you scratched my car" I quickly got up. The cat jumped off before it could fall off, saving me from feeling guilty from him getting hurt.

Not that I would care. Really.

I ran my fingers over the hood of the car, inpecting it cloesly.

Bingo.

Right on the front side there was small scratches trailing down to the bottom of the car.

I let out a low growl and flicked the scratch.

"Oww" I rubbed my finger, holding it against my chest.

I'm gonna kill that cat I swear I am. I'm not killing that cat. I will. No.

I walked back to the house.

"You know, the least you could do is cut your nails" I said when I heard the cat meow behind me.

And with that, I shut the door in his face.

Stupid Cat.