Unloved for my stink.(hybrid one direction fanfic.

Getting Adopted? (chapter 1)

HEY MAI CREEPS! No, I'm not dead, just stuck on my other 2 (the hellhole that breeds love and my fnaf fanfic)...so I'm making this one! I absolutely 100% DO NOT own one direction, no matter how much I wish I could. If you don't like skunks, leave now. If you don't like hybrids, leave now. If you don't like one direction, GTFU(JK!). If you don't like ME...why are you here? So enough of this intro that probably no one reads (if you do, kudos to you, you get a point/cookie/anything you like) and get on with the story.

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Niall's p.o.v

I woke up to complaints down the hall from my cage. I should explain my predicament first shouldn't I? very well then. I don't see why anyone bothers, no one like me for just one reason. I am a skunk hybrid. and skunks stink, therefore I do, therefore the reason I'm alone.

My name I Niall and you already know that I'm a skunk hybrid, but I'll say it again. I'm a 8 year old boy from mullingar(I totaly didn't spell that right.) and in case you don't know, that's somewhere in Ireland. I'm currently in a hybrid holding center in England. Far away from Ireland, I know, but it's the only place in the world that holds skunk hybrids, and I'm the only one in existence so, lucky me. Note my sarcasm.

I've been here since I was 2, when I started to smell, develop a skunk tail and ears, and a black stripe of fur down the center of my back, starting right below my short blond hair(I am aware of the fact that, according to my sister, that is not his actual hair color, but it is for this story, so sick it up and read.) and ending where my tail begins. that in turn has a thin white stripe down the center of it. my tail is bigger and fatter than that of my small, thin, 2'14" pale body and has a white stripe along the sides(like some skunks do? I don't know how to describe it.).

My ears are small, triangular, black things that are very fluffy, with white tips. my tail is very fluffy as well. Now for my smell. I'm pretty sure everyone knows what a skunk smells like right? if you don't, imagine the worst smell you can think of, that's a skunk smell. now multiply those smells by 3. that's what I smell like. In those 6 years I've spent here, I have come to notice a couple things.

1.) all hybrids have been adopted, except me. they are due to get more soon, but they don't tell anyone else that, trying to get people to buy me. those people always leave empty handed. people don't like me, we just don't mix. even when there others here, they just passed by me, as quick as they could. Even the hybrids didn't like me. It may have something to do with the fact that I have claustrophobia(not helped by the fact that I've spent most of my life in a cage. I look forward to the walks they have to give me every other week) and a fear of people.

2.) I was (and am) treated better than all other hybrids. they never hit me(I fear being hurt in any way, shape or form), never kicked me or hurt me in any way, shape or form. They never yelled at me when I did something wrong (another fear) or when I didn't do what I was supposed to do. They just picked me up and put me back in my cage (the biggest cage in this place, but still to small for my claustrophobia to not be known.) and told me softly not to do what I did again or to do what I was told, or else people wouldn't buy me. I always stopped and listened to them. even though they were nice here, probably bring the nicest place I will ever be in or have to call my own, I want out. I never seemed to have to go to the tests thar the others did, involving needles (yet another fear), that they forced them to if they didn't listen and go willingly and that they always seemed to come back from asleep.