Vibrations // l.s.

24

"Nothing like that, we were just talking about some future things for the house." Liam shrugged casually. I narrowed my eyes at him.

"I don't believe that shit at all." I huffed and Niall laughed. I heard Harry walking down the hallway and turned back to the three suspicious people sat around me.

"I'm not letting this go. I'm watching all of you." I pointed my fingers toward my eyes and pointed at all of them before standing up and joining Harry who was now standing near the front door.

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After a 45 minute drive, Harry and I finally arrived at the studio where the photoshoot was taking place. I turned off the car and turned my body toward my gorgeous boyfriend who looked like he was going to pass out soon. I tapped his leg softly so he would look toward me.

"What's on your mind love? Talk to me." I smiled encouragingly and he breathed in shakily, I could tell his hands were shaking lightly also.

"Do they know I'm deaf?" He signed shyly.

"Yes, everyone knows. The photographer has been informed and I personally spoke with him the other day. He has experience with models who are deaf." I saw some of the worry in his eyes go away but he still looked ready to run away.

"Will you be there the whole time?" I placed both hands on his cheeks and pulled him into a deep kiss. His lips were so plump and smooth that I could sit here all day kissing the daylights out of him. I pulled away slowly, making sure that he was watching me as I spoke.

"The entire time." He sighed and closed his eyes, gathering himself.

He nodded and gave me another peck before grabbing the door handle and stepping out of the car. I followed suit and met him at the front of the car, joining our hands together. I lead us through the front door and turned the corner, passing several doors and corridors before turning into a door that had Harry's name on the surface. I saw Harry point at his name and I giggled at his charming face.

"There is my pop star!" I rolled my eyes at Natalie, my manager, and her loud outburst.

"Hello Natalie." She ignored my tone and turned herself to Harry, surprising me with signing to him.

"Hi Harry! Nice to meet you!" She signed slowly which took Harry by surprise also and he signed 'likewise' quickly before looking at me with wide eyes. I shrugged confused.

"So, we need our model of the day to go over to our make up artist and hair stylist for some quick touch ups. Then he can meet our photographer." I translated everything for Harry and he looked thankful that I was there helping him through these conversations. Natalie lead us both over to the hair/makeup station and gestured for Harry to sit.

"Hi! I'm Lennon and this is Wesley, we're going to be your glam team for today!" I translated for Harry and he signed 'nice to meet you' and gestured to both of them. The blonde boy who looked a little like Troy Sivan, gasped excitedly and signed 'nice to meet you' back to Harry.

"I learned some ASL from a friend in college but sorry if my signing is a little rusty." Harry smiled at him once I translated.

"It's the thought that counts." Harry gave his charming smile and I swear Wesley had heart eyes at how hard he was fonding over my boyfriend. I leaned forward and stuck my hand out for Lennon and Wesley to shake.

"I'm Louis, Harry's boyfriend." I made sure put emphasis on the last word and Wesley physically deflated and pouted slightly. I had a smug look on my face and once Harry noticed he rolled his eyes playfully at me.

The two beauty professionals started working on Harry and in my opinion they didn't have to do much. They put some concealer on any spots he had on his face and bronzed his pale skin slightly, making him look like he just vacationed on the beach in St. Barths. His hair was already fluffy from fixing it himself so they just made sure his curls were in perfect position before sending him to the wardrobe station. Harry greeted the woman in charge of wardrobe more confidently and I was so proud of him for taking the first step in introducing himself.

"I'm Deja, I'll be helping you with your looks today. We wanted to go for more laid back attire so I pulled some pieces that I thought would look nice." Harry nodded along while I stood to the side translating for him. Deja pulled out a camel colored leather jacket and a pair of army green high waisted trousers, handing them to Harry.

"This is going to be your first look, we won't worry about shoes because they will be more close up shots." Harry looked between the clothes and Deja before signing 'shirt?' I asked Deja and she shook her head.

"Your tattoos are too pretty to cover up." She winked at him and Harry smiled shyly before going behind the rack of clothes to change into his first outfit. I took this time to look around the room and saw that the backdrop for the shoot was a very plain grey wall. I guess that will make for good head shots. I heard some shuffling and praise from Deja, causing me to turn around and gasp in surprise.

"Does it look bad?" Harry asked self consciously. I didn't answer at first because my eyes were roaming his bare chest and toned thighs that were hugged perfectly by the flattering trousers. He ran his fingers through his hair causing his chest muscles to clench, my mouth watering at the sight. I gulped down my dirty thoughts and answered.

"You look beautiful love." I ran my eyes down his body once more before I looked into his relieved eyes. His cheeks were slightly pink but I could tell he was happy with my opinion.

Natalie returned, ruining our staring contest and basically dragging Harry in front of the grey backdrop. She got the attention of the photographer who I just now noticed and waved him over to us.

"Harry, this is Collier, he is going to do some headshots for you and we are going to try some different posing that brands might like to see you in." Harry nodded once I translated and shook hands with the dark headed photographer.

Collier gave some instruction to Harry and I smiled at him encouragingly and stood behind the camera. I was still in his sight though, just in case he needed any help with translation. I watched as Harry slowly broke out of his nervousness and began to flourish in front of the camera. Collier would every so often give some advice about posing but Harry did the rest.

I couldn't help but smile at the man in front of me. He looked like he was actually enjoying himself and expressing himself through the pictures. I would make funny faces at him if he caught eyes with me, making him laugh and the camera shutter would go off wildly. After taking a few dozen shots, he had a wardrobe change and I felt a nudge to my side.

"He is a real natural in front of the camera." Collier stated plainly and gestured to Harry who was being dressed by Deja. I smiled fondly.

"He's amazing." Collier chuckled, making me face him completely.

"You are so loved up it hurts." I blushed and hung my head bashfully.

His attention was drawn toward my boyfriend when Harry walked back over in a new outfit. I waved at him with a cheeky grin and he returned the wave shyly while asking me if he was doing good. I gave him two thumbs up and I watched him get whisked away, taking his place in front of the camera again. I couldn't help but hear Collier's words in my head, playing like a broken record.

'So loved up it hurts.'

I will admit, I am loved up.

And it definitely doesn't hurt.

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