No Sound. |Punk Louis, Deaf Harry| {Larry Stylinson}

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Chapter 24
Louis talks slow enough for Harry to read his lips
*LOUIS POINT OF VIEW*
"Louis, Louis.. Wake up!" I heard my mother say to me as she stood over me, shaking my body.
"Get away." I groaned as I flipped my body around so my face was smothered into my pillow.
"Louis, seriously get up. You have school." She said, sounding irritated. "You just have to go today, then it's Saturday. Come on and get up."
"I'll get up if you get out." I said into my pillow.
"Okay, okay." Mum said as she backed up, "But if you're not down in 10 minutes, I'll be back." She warned as she walked out of the door.
I rolled over onto my back and stared at my ceiling for a few, I sighed when I realized I probably had no choice and that I had to go to school. I yawned and stood up and went to my bathroom, doing what I do every morning ---- washing my face, brushing my teeth, and running my fingers through my hair, and then going into my room and putting some clothes on.
When I finished all of that, I opened my door and lazily walked down the stairs.
"You hungry?" My mother asked, holding an apple in front of my face as I sat down at the kitchen table.
"No, no. I'm still full from last night." I said.
"Tell me." Mum said as she sat down across from me.
"Tell you what?" I asked.
"About last night." She said as she leaned back in her chair.
"No, mum. It's none of your business." I said in a serious tone with a serious face, but my face broke down with a grin when I remembered last night. I went out with Harry.
"Fine, fine. I understand. I just have a question, are you two together?"
"No, mum. Me and him aren't dating." I said, sighing. "I'm going to school." I said as I picked my backpack up and walked out before she could ask me anymore questions.
I walked outside when I noticed a too familer car. I walked over to Harry's house and knocked on the door three times.
"Hi, Louis." Anne greeted me as she opened her front door.
"Hi, Anne. Is Harry here?" I asked, peeking over her shoulder to see if I could see him behind her or anything.
"Yeah, he just went into the kitchen to get a little snack, and then he's off with Zayn." She said, giving me a smile.
"Oh, o- wait, Zayn?" I said with curiousity.
"Yeah, Za-" she began to say, but stopped when Harry came by her side.
"Oh, hi, Louis." Harry said, giving me a smile. "What are you doing here?"
"Can I talk to you outside?" I asked, pointing behind me.
"Uh, yeah, sure." Harry said, giving his mum a peck on the cheek and then heading out the door and into his front yard.
"What are you doing?" I asked, putting my hands over my chest.
"What do you mean what am I doing? I think I should be asking you that, because after all you are in my front yard." He said, letting out a chuckle.
"But, what are you doing riding to school with Zayn?" I asked.
"He offered to take me to school, now why are you here, Louis?" Harry asked, putting his hands over his chest.
"I'm here because I thought it'd be quite nice to take you."
"Louis, it's just a ride, calm down babe." Harry said, flipping his curls.
"Yeah, Louis. Calm down, it's just a ride." Zayn said as he walked towards us.
I stared at Zayn with hatred, he was doing this on purpose, and I don't want him touching my Harry.
I turned my head towards Harry, "You're not riding with him."
"You're not my mu-" Harry began to say, but I grabbed him by his wrist, causing him to stop talking and pulled him towards my car, leaving Zayn standing there.
"What the fuck are you do-" Harry began to say, but then I noticed Zayn walking towards us, so I slammed my lips onto Harry's.
I didn't really want our first kiss to be forced, or when Harry's upset at me - I wanted it to be romantic, and not in the morning.
But, Harry kissed back.
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