No Sound. |Punk Louis, Deaf Harry| {Larry Stylinson}
Chapter eleven
*HARRY'S POINT OF VIEW*
The black haired boy said something with confusion on his face, I didn't even bother looking at Louis.
I suddenly felt a hand on my back, I looked up quickly to see it was Louis.
“Harry go sit in the living room while I speak with....” I nodded quickly and rushed in the living room and sat there, staring at the TV screen.
Louis said a name, but since I can't hear I wasn't sure what the name was.. Reading by his lips, I'm guessing it was Spanish. All I know is it started with a 'Z.' I'm guessing the kid was Mexican?
I sat there for what seemed like an hour, but was really about 10 minutes until Louis came back with an angry face.
He sat opposite of me. Unsure what I was suppose to do, I walked over there and sat next to him.
“Louis? Are you okay?” I asked.
I didn't get a reply, instead I got a push. He looked at me, “Fuck off.”
What the hell? He was just telling me I was cute and being polite and now this? What the?
I blinked a few times, “E-excuse me?” I finally managed to say.
Louis stood up and rubbed his face with his hands. “Just get out of my house.” He looked at me, still with anger on his face.
“What? But I have to stay here until mum gets back!” I said, standing up.
“Get the fuck out of my house.”
I was just about to reply, but I stopped. And I walked to the front door and out of the house and sat on my grass. People passed, and gave me confused looks, because a teenage boy was sitting in his front yard and playing with his grass. Which, I would find it strange to if someone was doing this.
I sat there and sat there for hours, until my mum jumped out of Jay's car.
When Jay drove off, which wasn't really far from us (because it's just right beside our house) my mum began walking towards me.
She helped me up and we walked onto the porch.
“Harry, why was you laying in the grass?” She signed to me before she got her key out of her purse and put the key in the lock.
I didn't answer, I just stood there and waited for the door to open. Once the door opened, I rushed passed my mum and up the stairs into my room. I slammed my door, and locked it and slid down it.
My head rested against the door,
“What did I do so wrong?” I said to myself.
“Everything.” The voice in my head whispered.
After a while, I began speaking again.
“Was I a mistake?” I said as a tear escaped my eye.
“Why, Harry, I thought you was smart enough to know that.” The voice said, laughing.
~~~
OK
SO NEXT CHAPTER YOU GET TO FIND OUT WHAT LOUIS AND ZAYN TALKED ABOUT
AND WHY LOUIS KICKED HARRY OUT
YAY
I WAS GOING TO PUT THAT ALL IN THIS CHAPTER BUT I THOUGHT NAH
THIS WAS SUCH A PLOT TWIST WOW
The black haired boy said something with confusion on his face, I didn't even bother looking at Louis.
I suddenly felt a hand on my back, I looked up quickly to see it was Louis.
“Harry go sit in the living room while I speak with....” I nodded quickly and rushed in the living room and sat there, staring at the TV screen.
Louis said a name, but since I can't hear I wasn't sure what the name was.. Reading by his lips, I'm guessing it was Spanish. All I know is it started with a 'Z.' I'm guessing the kid was Mexican?
I sat there for what seemed like an hour, but was really about 10 minutes until Louis came back with an angry face.
He sat opposite of me. Unsure what I was suppose to do, I walked over there and sat next to him.
“Louis? Are you okay?” I asked.
I didn't get a reply, instead I got a push. He looked at me, “Fuck off.”
What the hell? He was just telling me I was cute and being polite and now this? What the?
I blinked a few times, “E-excuse me?” I finally managed to say.
Louis stood up and rubbed his face with his hands. “Just get out of my house.” He looked at me, still with anger on his face.
“What? But I have to stay here until mum gets back!” I said, standing up.
“Get the fuck out of my house.”
I was just about to reply, but I stopped. And I walked to the front door and out of the house and sat on my grass. People passed, and gave me confused looks, because a teenage boy was sitting in his front yard and playing with his grass. Which, I would find it strange to if someone was doing this.
I sat there and sat there for hours, until my mum jumped out of Jay's car.
When Jay drove off, which wasn't really far from us (because it's just right beside our house) my mum began walking towards me.
She helped me up and we walked onto the porch.
“Harry, why was you laying in the grass?” She signed to me before she got her key out of her purse and put the key in the lock.
I didn't answer, I just stood there and waited for the door to open. Once the door opened, I rushed passed my mum and up the stairs into my room. I slammed my door, and locked it and slid down it.
My head rested against the door,
“What did I do so wrong?” I said to myself.
“Everything.” The voice in my head whispered.
After a while, I began speaking again.
“Was I a mistake?” I said as a tear escaped my eye.
“Why, Harry, I thought you was smart enough to know that.” The voice said, laughing.
~~~
OK
SO NEXT CHAPTER YOU GET TO FIND OUT WHAT LOUIS AND ZAYN TALKED ABOUT
AND WHY LOUIS KICKED HARRY OUT
YAY
I WAS GOING TO PUT THAT ALL IN THIS CHAPTER BUT I THOUGHT NAH
THIS WAS SUCH A PLOT TWIST WOW
...... Harry why?!
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