Louis, My Lovely Kitty (larry stylinson fic)

Chapter Nine

Harry woke up next morning , feeling something tickling his face. He groaned and opened his eyes, trying to adjust with the bright morning light. He heard a cute giggle and saw that Louis was sitting on top him, straddling him . Harry saw a feather in Louis' hand. Surely Louis was tickling  Harry with it. Harry narrowed his eyes at Louis who was giggling uncontrollably.

" Do you think it's funny, huh! " Harry scolded him playfully. But Louis took it seriously. He thought that Harry was angry at him. So he got off from Harry and sat by him. He kept looking down and squeaked out a "s-sorry ". He was just trying to have fun (innocent fun) , he didn't want to make his Hazzy angry.

Harry realised that he made Louis scared and his eyes widened at that. He quickly wrapped his arms around Louis and pulled him on his lap.

" Aww little kitten, I'm not angry with you. You don't need to be sorry. I was just messing around. I'm sorry for scaring  you, kitty, Sorry ?"

Louis peered up at Harry  under  his thick, long eyelashes and whispered, "Hazzy not angry with Lou? "

" No kitten, never, " Harry squeezed Louis in his arms. His little kitten is so cute, so innocent.

" But you called for a tickle fight, didn't you? So here it comes!!! " Harry exclaimed and started to tickle Louis, who was giggling and trying to get away from Harrys' hands, though failed and kept on giggling. He was too precious and Harry would never let anyone make his precious baby sad.

When their tickle fight came to an end which carried on even after finishing their morning routine, Harry carried a very happy and giggly Louis to the kitchen, to fill up his lovely kittens' cute tummy with food. Harry made some omelettes and toasts ( I don't know if people eat these together 🤷‍♀🤷‍♀🤷‍♀). He placed one glass filled with orange juice for him and another filled with milk for Louis. Louis watched Harry making the food and set the table with plates and other necessary things. Harry praised his little kitty for his good job and sat him on a chair to feed him. After Harry was done feeding Louis, he ate his own food. Then they washed the dishes together, Harry washed and Louis dried those. Then they went to the living room to do something. As it was Sunday Harry could stay home and spend time with his little kitten.

After watching cartoon for an hour Louis got bored. So he whined looking at Harry who was reading a book. Harry looked at Louis and smiled at him. He ruffled Louis' soft caramel locks and said chuckling, " You got bored, huh! "

Louis nodded at Harrys' words and snuggled closer to Harry. " Can Louis an' Hazzy make cookies? " Louis asked Harry and looked at him expectantly. Harry kissed his temple and replied with a  "Sure, kitten ".

When they went to the kitchen to make cookies, they discovered that they didn't have any ingredients to make those. So Harry decided to go to the shop. Both of them got dressed and went to the nearby shop to buy the ingredients.

When they reached at the shop, Louis wanted to get some ingredients by himself. So,  Harry went to an isle to get some vanilla flavors and Louis went to get the flour from another isle, from where Harry can keep an eye on him.

Harry got the flavors he needed and went to another isle to get some icing. While Harry was busy finding the best colors' icing Louis was getting a flour bag from a shelf, after searching for it for sometime. The flour bag was in a shelf higher than him So he had to stand on his tippy-toes to get it, which caused his T-shirt to ride up and show his soft tummy and a bit of his waist from behind.  Suddenly he felt someones' hand on the skin of his waist and he  jumped out in fear. He saw a man, probably in his mid-thirties, smirking at him. " Aren't you a pretty little thing! Showing off your amazing ass so that you can get a quick fuck, huh? " the man said , who didn't know every word coming out of his dirty mouth would cause him horrible pain and suffer.  He  was scanning Louis from  head to toe with a look of lustful hunger in his eyes. Louis knew this look. He didn't know what it exactly brought to him but he knew that this look brings hurt, it brings such a pain from which he always wants to stay away. "P-please leave Louis, n-no hurt, p-please! " Louis begged, taking few steps backward. Soon he was pressed against a shelf with the horrible man just a few inches away from him. The piece of shit came closer to little Louis, and whispered disgustingly, " How can I leave such a body without taking a good look? " Louis knew if he did anymore delay the pain would start. So he did what he should do before the fucking piece of shit could do anything. He screamed at the top of his lungs, " HARRY!"

Harry was about to grab another item but suddenly heard someone scream his name, it was Louis. He rushed towards the isle where Louis was and what he saw, made his blood boil with anger. He saw a man holding his Louis' small dainty hands too tightly in his one hand over his head and trying to kiss him forcefully, while his other hand was trying to find it's way to Louis' jeans. Harry grabbed the fucker by his shirt and ripped him apart from Louis. Harry threw him on the ground and started to punch him repeatedly, while Louis' knees gave out and he sat on the floor, crying his eyes out in fear. Hearing his scream  the workers rushed to that place. A middle aged woman rushed to Louis and tried to calm him down without scaring him from being unfamiliar to him. Some other workers went to stop Harry from killing that douchebag and called the police. Harry went to Louis and held him close to his chest, while shouting, " That stupid fucker touched my boyfriend, How dare he!  Fucking piece of shit! "  The manager of the shop said, " I know Mr it's tough to remain calm at this situation but please, try to calm down a bit for your boyfriends' sake. I have called the police, they will take care of him (the man). He is a worker here and now I feel like a criminal to have someone like him working here. I am really sorry. " Then he turned to the fucker and spat, " Do you think with your dick, huh! Trying to ruin the boys' honor and the shops' reputation! You're fired, you fucking bastard! "
The man looked like he had a   truck ran over his face, it was bleeding terribly and surely he had a broken nose as a finishing touch. Harry gave him the perfect lesson.

After sometime the police came and took that bastard away after listening to everything and watching the CCTV footage. Harry and Louis both calmed down from their anger and panic respectively.

But, it was Harrys' turn to panic as Louis asked him softly, " What ish b-boy- fwi-friend, Hazzy?  "