A Little More Difficult (Hybrid!Louis, Gifted!Harry, AU Larry Stylinson! *COMP*)

Chapter Fourteen. (14.)

Louis' Point of View.

"So... my boyfriend is a hybrid, but not only a at hybrid, but a lion hybrid, and he just beat the fuck out of a demon, which I didn't even know he knew about... oh. Okay, that all makes one hundred percent perfect sense and I'm not confused at fucking all, Louis." Harry spoke up for the first time sense the movie. I couldn't help but let out a chuckle as the words flew from his mouth; something about it was funny.

"You're so cute when you're like this." I pecked him on the cheek. "Confused and unknowing and such. D'aww." I couldn't help but tease him a little.

His face got red real fast. "Anyway," he drawled out the word, obviously trying to change the subject. "Explain?"

"Well.." I intertwined my feet with his on the couch, snuggling into the crook of his arm and stomach as I spoke. "I always knew I wasn't only a cat hybrid. Like... when I was eight, I got so angry at this kid, I forgot his name... I think it was... Liam or something like that and was trying to separate us as friends, actually, and.. I couldn't do it. He said you were never going to be a good friend for me, and that I would leave you, and at first, I just.. I tried to make him see I was good and wouldn't hurt you, but he knew, Harry. He somehow knew I was a hybrid and... and he said.. I remember it because it always flows through my head, 'you're nothing but a useless hybrid, and you don't deserve Harry Styles or anyone in your life; worthless is what you are,' and I got so angry that.. that I punched him straight in the nose so hard, and I could feel my fangs extend, and... and shit. I looked in the mirror when I got home, and I had different, more... animalalistic and wild eyes, they were caramel but... different, and my tail was longer and I had fangs. They disappeared after I started crying and they never came back until a few hours ago. "

"I...You deserve me, because you deserve to be happy. And I make you happy, and vise-versa." Harry looked down at my tear-filled eyes with shock. "What did you say their name was..?"

"I forgot..." I said. "Like I said, I think it was Lianel or Liam or something. Why?"

"J-just wondering." He looked as if he was deep in thought, doing that he usually does. His brows scrunched up and he had a far away look in his eye. I was half tempted to ask why he was, but I went against it; he'd tell me when he wanted to.

I stared at Harry for a few seconds, wondering how, in the span of a week, we had went from best friends who were secretly in love, to boyfriends, and all the drama that's been going on has has been going on that has happened. With the thought of it, I started laughing. I could feel Harry's eyes burn an incredulous look set on his face. "Love, why the hell are you laughing?"

"I--I... Ha ha ha!" I couldn't get words out. "This is crazy!" 

"What is?" By this time, the laughter was dying down, but I couldn't help but let out occasional chuckles as I tried to explain.

"Everything! This past week! It's... crazy, we both admitted out feelings, both of us, we both let out our secrets, I just beat a demons ass less than a few hours ago!" I let out a little giggle.

"Yeah it is..." Harry chuckled as well. "Did you just giggle?"

"Um..." My face reddened. "No?"

"Then what was that, hmm, sweetheart?" He chuckled as my face turned a deeper shade of red than before. I let out another small giggle. "It's so cute!"

"It's not cute!" I deadpanned. "It was a... manly chuckle. A very manly chuckle, that came from my mouth in a high pitch?" I ended it like a question, because in reality, that "explanation" sounded really stupid. 

He chuckled, raspy and deep. "I think it's cute, baby..." He licked his lips as his forehead was suddenly resting against mine. "Really, really cute, just like you..."

"I'm not... I'm not cute..." Despite the proximity and the urge to kiss his lips, I would never believe I was cute, or any other adjective than ugly. 

"Why would you think that?" Our lips were brushing now, but not in the way of a kiss. A shiver ran through me, I could feel his mint breath fanning my face, and the feeling made a blush tint my cheeks. 

I lay a gentle kiss on his lips, nothing more than a peck, and then pulled back with a sigh. "I just... don't."

"Aww, sweetheart..." I'll make you see it soon." His eyes lit up. Shit! That was never a good sign. "Let's go on a date!"

Larry Date! I know it's short, next chapter will be a little longer! Vote and comment, fan?