Harry Styles Imagines

Harry the Hybrid

Your Point of View
I walked out of the grocery store and walked passed an ally. I heard whimpers and looked into the dark place. I walked forward and it was a boy, crying. There were bruises all over him. "Excuse me, are you okay?" I asked. The little boy jumped and stared at me. He shook his head. "My name is Y/N. What's your name?" He gulped and shook his head again. "Can you speak?" He nodded. "Master says Harry shouldn't speak or he will be punished." I frowned. "So your name is Harry. Wait, master?" He nodded. "Why? You're an innocent little boy." I said. "Harry is a cat hybrid." I looked closely and saw two cute ears that were partially covered by his mop of curls. "Are you owned by anyone anymore?" I asked. He shook his head. "Want to come home with me?" He nodded. "Can Y/N carry Harry? Harry is hurt." I nodded, picking him up and smiled as he nuzzled his head into my neck. "How old are you?" I asked. "Harry is 19. Harry does not go to school. Old owner said Harry was too stupid. How old is Y/N?" My heart hurt for him. "I'm 20, but you're not stupid. You're a very very smart hybrid." His ears perked up ad he giggled. "Really? Y/N really thinks so?" I giggled. "Of course, Curly." He cocked his head. "Harry is named Harry. Not Curly." I laughed. "No babe, it's called a nickname. Friends use nicknames on other friends." I explained, not sure if he got the point. "So Y/N is Harry's friend?" I nodded as I walked through the door. My house was empty because I live alone. At one time, I wasn't alone. My ex-boyfriend lived here but then he cheated on me and left with her. But anyway, I tried to put Harry on the counter but he clung onto me. "Harry, babe, you have to get off me so I can clean you up." He nodded and let me set him down on the counter. I got some rags and some soap. I started cleaning his face and washing all the dirt off of him. Once I was done, I put all my groceries away and picked him back up. "Would you rather share a room or have one of your own?" He frowned. "Harry doesn't like being alone. Can Harry sleep with Y/N?" I nodded and then stopped walking. "You're probably hungry, aren't you?" He nodded. "Can Harry have some milk?" I nodded, carrying him to the table, and setting him down on a chair. I got the milk out and gave him a glass. Maybe he'll eat chicken? "Hey, do you like chicken?" Harry nodded and said, "Harry likes all meats. But, can Harry have some help? He doesn't know how to use this thing." He was looking at the cup. "Oh, I'm sorry." I grabbed a cup and filled it with water. "Watch me." I took a sip slowly so he could see. "Like this?" I watched him take a sip, successfully. "Yup!" I smiled. "Hey, Harry? Do you need any clothes? Yours look pretty tattered." He frowned. "Does Harry not look good?" He looked like he was about to cry. "Of course not, love! But you can't wear the same clothes every day and if we get proper clothes, they will keep you warm and do their job." He thought for a minute with his finger on his chin. "Okay. Can Harry have a beanie to cover his ears?" I nodded and grabbed my red one, handing it to Harry. He put it on and took my hand. My heart fluttered. I blushed. "Why is Y/N's face turning red?" My eyes widened. "Uhm, it means I'm happy." I said. "You're happy with Harry?" I nodded. "You're really cute and tiny." I said. He giggled. "Y/N is pretty too." I smiled, walking with him to our nearby clothing store. We picked out some beanies, some oversized shirts, and some sweatpants. Once I paid for them, we walked back to my house. I put all of the clothes in the closet and handed him some to change into. "Thank you for taking Harry into your home. He is grateful." He came up and hugged me. He shimmied his pants off (I giggled at this) and saw that his tail was wrapped around his leg. "Does that hurt?" He nodded. I quickly unwrapped the tape from his tail and from his leg and cut a hole in the sweatpants I gave him. I helped him into his clothes and he grinned. "You don't think Harry is a waste of space? You don't think Harry being a hybrid is pathetic?" I shook my head and sat down, pulling him into my embrace. Sniffles came and I just rubbed his back. "Harry, I think you're perfect just the way you are. You're not a waste of space and you can live here as long as you want." He stopped crying and said, "Thank you, Y/N. Harry can't thank you enough." I nodded and kissed his forehead. "Want to go to sleep now?" he nodded and snuggled up to me as I carried him to my bed. Once I changed, I got in next to him and he cuddled up to me with his head in the crook of my neck. "Goodnight Curly." He giggled and said, "Goodnight Y/N." I felt him start snoring softly and in his sleep, he wrapped his tail around my legs. I smiled. Maybe I won't be so lonely anymore. But I had one mission. In the morning, I was going to get him to talk about what happened and maybe confess my feelings for him. He was adorable. So adorable and so innocent. It makes me want to protect him from the world. I know that's something a guy would say about a girl, but I don't give a crap about gender roles. I think it's stupid. I fell asleep to the sounds of Harry's purrs as I stroked his ears.