No Sound. |Punk Louis, Deaf Harry| {Larry Stylinson}
Chapter twenty eight
I'm trying my best to write as much as I can before school starts. Hope you enjoy. Don't even bother commenting shit like, "oh my god!!! shortest chapter ever!!!" like I already know how long and how short my chapters are.
Chapter 28
*LOUIS' POINT OF VIEW*
The ride to school was silence, a hurtful silence, if that's even possible to have a hurtful silence.
I didn't look at Harry, I kept my eyes on the road the whole time.
When I pulled into the school and parked, Harry started getting out, and so did I, but I was stopped by Harry.
"What are you doing?" He asked, throwing his book bag on his back.
"Going to school." I said, with a chuckle, looking at him.
"I thought you didn't want to go to school because of Zayn."
"Might as well go, since I have nothing to do." I said with a sigh as Harry just nodded and walked off.
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Through the whole day I made contact with everyone, besides Zayn and Harry.
People had questioned me on why I was ignoring Zayn and people have told me Zayn's been looking for me, I just told them to drop the subject and move on with their lives.
I walked through the doors of my last class and went straight to the bathroom and just stood there,
waiting for the halls to clear out so I could have some peaceful time to think as I got my stuff out of my locker so I could go home.
Though, this was a perfect time to think, since I was the only one in the bathroom.
I slid down the bathroom wall, rubbing my face.
Why did I punch Zayn?
Oh yeah, because he messed with my Harry.
Why did Harry get so pissed off at me when I didn't say anything to him at the park?
Oh yeah, maybe it's because he spilled his damn feelings out about how he thought I was perfect, and practically thought he, himself, was completely useless, and I just sat there without saying a fucking thing.
I stood up and picked my book bag up and threw it, causing it to hit the wall and make everything spill out of it. "Dammit!" I yelled.
The next thing I heard was sobs, I was confused as I rushed over to my book bag.
Is my book bag... Crying?
Dammit, you're losing it, Lou.
I stood up and walked out of the bathroom and listened to what I was hearing coming from distant, but not too far.
I heard disgusting things like, "Faggot" and "Gay boy" then loads of boys laughing and then some crying, which is probably from the boy they are bullying. I chuckled to myself, because it brought back memories to how I use to treat people like that.
I followed the sound so I could watch what was happening, but I stopped when I saw who it was happening to.
Those little fuckers are hurting my Harry.
Chapter 28
*LOUIS' POINT OF VIEW*
The ride to school was silence, a hurtful silence, if that's even possible to have a hurtful silence.
I didn't look at Harry, I kept my eyes on the road the whole time.
When I pulled into the school and parked, Harry started getting out, and so did I, but I was stopped by Harry.
"What are you doing?" He asked, throwing his book bag on his back.
"Going to school." I said, with a chuckle, looking at him.
"I thought you didn't want to go to school because of Zayn."
"Might as well go, since I have nothing to do." I said with a sigh as Harry just nodded and walked off.
~
Through the whole day I made contact with everyone, besides Zayn and Harry.
People had questioned me on why I was ignoring Zayn and people have told me Zayn's been looking for me, I just told them to drop the subject and move on with their lives.
I walked through the doors of my last class and went straight to the bathroom and just stood there,
waiting for the halls to clear out so I could have some peaceful time to think as I got my stuff out of my locker so I could go home.
Though, this was a perfect time to think, since I was the only one in the bathroom.
I slid down the bathroom wall, rubbing my face.
Why did I punch Zayn?
Oh yeah, because he messed with my Harry.
Why did Harry get so pissed off at me when I didn't say anything to him at the park?
Oh yeah, maybe it's because he spilled his damn feelings out about how he thought I was perfect, and practically thought he, himself, was completely useless, and I just sat there without saying a fucking thing.
I stood up and picked my book bag up and threw it, causing it to hit the wall and make everything spill out of it. "Dammit!" I yelled.
The next thing I heard was sobs, I was confused as I rushed over to my book bag.
Is my book bag... Crying?
Dammit, you're losing it, Lou.
I stood up and walked out of the bathroom and listened to what I was hearing coming from distant, but not too far.
I heard disgusting things like, "Faggot" and "Gay boy" then loads of boys laughing and then some crying, which is probably from the boy they are bullying. I chuckled to myself, because it brought back memories to how I use to treat people like that.
I followed the sound so I could watch what was happening, but I stopped when I saw who it was happening to.
Those little fuckers are hurting my Harry.
...... Harry why?!
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