Niall looked very scared of me. "You're not even you- definitely not you. You look like a.. like.. a wolf or something.." "Wait-" I pushed him off of me and went towards the mirror hung above the sink. I did look like some sort of dog. Long ears and an extreme amount of facial hair and doubled the hair on my head. I began to get a sensation in my lungs that made me choke and feel like I couldn't breathe. I almost collapsed. My appearance even scared myself. "Ni.." I cried. "Harry, I know this isn't what you want hear but I think that when Zayn bit you, he was a wolf- and there's a slight possibility that he might've turned you into one as well." "You mean.. like, a werewolf?"

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"you're so small." as if to prove his point, louis squeezed harry tightly in his arms, and harry just scrunched up a little bit, snuggling his head impossibly farther into louis' chest. "my pretty paper doll." and when louis squeezed him again, placing a shaky, yet warm kiss on harry's cold forehead, harry felt his heart feel that way again, he felt love. a soft flutter, that even the most self control in the world couldn't stop. he loved louis. he loved him even though he didn't want to, he really didn't. okay, maybe a little. *** 1ST PLACE IN THE HOLIDAY 2014 BROMANCE AWARDS FOR FAMOUS LARRY STORIES. #2 in Fanfiction #1 in One Direction

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