Stereo Heart

Katie tried to kill me!

“For a deaf girl, you speak and read really clearly,” He signed, laughing. I blushed, looking back down at my book, “Do you want me to read more?” I asked, biting my lip.

He looked at me a while, biting his lip now. I felt myself grow a deeper color of red, at which he simply laughed. I leaned into him, our foreheads touching now. He smiled now, the closeness of our proximity allowing me to feel his breath on my lips. I could feel it chapping them - I went to lick them, but just as I did, his lips met mine.

This kiss felt different than our normal ones, it was unlike any other we’d shared before. It was as if the feelings behind this kiss were becoming more and more genuine as our lips moved and brushed against each other.

“I love you,” I whispered, pulling his body in closer to mind. A bit of fear was in the back of my head - fear of the memories fludding back to my head, but for those few moments - those moments as his body hovered over mine and our kiss deepened into a make out, I blocked out the fear. I promised myself that Liam was different, that he’d stop when I told him to.

He said something, but the closeness made it impossible for me to read his lips, so I just smiled, pulling his lips back into mine.

His hands wandered my body, never resting as flashed between holding him up, and touching me everywhere. Not all of the touches were sexual, some of them were simply to feel the touch. I felt his hands though, suddenly land on the zipper of my jeans, and begin to fumble with it.

I pushed Liam off of me, pulling myself into a ball at the end of the couch. He looked at me with a confused stare I’d become so accustomed to seeing. I wanted to smile at the familiarity of it, but at the same time the fear of the memories - the contact, took over my body, causing me to shake. Liam’s face became sympathetic, he reached his hand out and put it on the top of my head, a half smile replacing his sympathy.

With his other hand, he formed the sign for “I love you,” which - honestly, I was taken aback by. I looked at his hand, his slender fingers slightly shaking.

“I,” I said, looking down. I closed my mouth, holding up a hand of my own now, and forming the “I love you,” for myself, now. He smiled a wide, happy smile. This was honestly something out of a fairytale for me, the way it happened so quickly.

...

That night, Liam and I lay on my bed, staring at the stars on my ceiling, the beautifully familiar plastic stars.

“They’re so odd,” he signed, laughing. His chest shook as he laughed, causing my head to move up and down as it happened. I rolled my eyes, slapping his chest playfully. I looked up at the plastic stars on my ceiling, biting my lip. Things like this - the nostalgic normalcy they left. I suppose when you’re life gets shook as much as mine does, normality is a beautiful thing.

I drew circles in Liam’s chest, as he ran his fingers through my hair. I felt so safe here - in his arms, under the “stars.” I scooted up so that  my head was under his neck, and his chin was resting on the crown on my head.

“Are you hungry?” I asked, looking down to watch his hands. He sort of just grunted, which made me assume all signs pointed to yes. I giggled, crawling out of my bed and brushing out the wrinkles in the sweatshirt I’d stolen from Liam. I looked down at my bed to realize he’d fallen asleep. I smiled, covering him up with a blanket from the end of my bed, and making my way out of the room.

I walked down the stairs into the kitchen, a note from my mom on the table telling me her and my dad had gone out. My brother was playing video games as per usual, and I laughed as he got exploded by some random creature in the game.

He turned around, sticking his tongue out at me. I stuck mine out back, asking him what he wanted for dinner. He shrugged, “Spaghetti?”

I tapped my chin, turning to go through the fridge to see if we had stuff to make sauce. After some close analysis, I was happy to find that we did. I told Ellis that I could in fact make us spaghetti.

After a while of cooking, a sleepy looking Liam wandered down the stairs. I smiled at him, running up and crushing our lips together. He laughed a bit, returning the kiss happily. I led him over to where I was stirring the sauce, and handed him a spoon. He looked at me, pouting a bit.

“You have to help or you don’t eat,” I signed, shrugging. He looked over at my brother, who was still dead focused on his game, and then looked back at me. I rolled my eyes, taking his hand and staring him stirring the sauce. He groaned, which I just laughed at and went back to tending the pasta.

After about a half an hour, I called on Ellis to come and set up the table, which he did lazily and poutily - though, his version of lazy was not folding our napkins. My brother is a bit of a perfectionist. I decided to mess with Katie, and tell her to come over for dinner and that my brother wasn’t there.

....

Well all sat around the table, my brother staring at Katie as he spun the spaghetti around his fork. Katie looked disgusted, not only with him, but with me - which, obviously, made me laugh my ass off. This was pay back for her forcing me to go to the concert.

I looked over at Liam, who was also twirling his fork around in the spaghetti, but unlike my brother, he had the intention of eating it.  He took a bite, and immediately looked like he’d been sent into heaven, which made me clap with happiness. He laughed, going back to his little slice of heaven.

Katie began explaining to Liam that she had to limit herself with my cooking, because if I cooked for ever more often, she’d weigh a thousand pounds. I laughed, rolling my eyes and focusing on my food.

...

At the end of dinner, Liam, Katie and I sat watching a movie on the TV in the basement. The movie was called “The Little Mermaid,” which was Katie’s absolute favorite - I hadn’t seen it in years, so to say I was excited to watch it is an understatement.

As the movie began, Liam snaked his arm around my shoulder, which made me shiver with excitement. I rested my head on his shoulder, a smile crossing over my lips.

“Stop being so cute, you make me feel like a lonely bitch,” She signed, groaning. I laughed. The crab called Sebastian was trying to get Ariel under control, because Ariel was being a brat as always. In that moment, I remembered how much I disliked Ariel. I glared as she cried about how much she wished she was a human.

“If I was a mermaid, I’d NEVER give that up!” I signed, my jaw dropping as she did more bratty Ariel things.

Katie and Liam laughed, “You guys know you wish you were mermaids, too,” I signed, crossing my arms.

“Especially Liam,” Katie laughed.

I picked up a pillow, and in one swift motion, knocked her off the couch with it. She rolled around on the floor for a while, as if I’d done serious damage. Obviously I keep bricks in all my pillows. Liam looked at me like I was crazy for not asking her if she was okay, but I just rolled my eyes and kicked her.

She jumped against my foot, and pulled me off the couch. “YOU WHORE,” I screamed, rolling violently around on the floor. This was me and Katie - we really were the greatest friends in the entire world.

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