Sign For Love ((ON HOLD))

Chapter Five

When he pulled into the parking lot, he looked over at me. 

<<You ready?>> he signed. 

<<No. Let's go home!>>

Brandon chuckled. 

<Sorry toots. No can do. Let's go they're waiting for us.>>

I glared at him but stepped out of the car, pushing past the mess of paps that were once again outside the studio, gripping Brandon's hand tightly. When we got inside, I flashed a smile at the secretary, pulling Brandon to the stairs. He was shooting me amused looks as I pulled him up the steps. When we got outside the door, Brandon stopped me. 

<<I...think I may be able to help you get back at Harry.>> 

I looked at him curiously. 

<<How?> 

<<Just go along with whatever I do. Think back to when we had to get rid of my stalker ex.>> 

I laughed at that. Me and Brandon pretended to date about 3 years ago, because one of his ex girlfriends just wouldnt leave him alone. it was....interesting to say the least. 

<<sounds like a plan babe.>> I threw in a wink at the end, and Brandon rolled his eyes at me, wrapping an arm around my waist before he pushed the door open. 

Everybody was already waiting for us. Louis jumped up off the couch and immediately started babbling, So Brandon gave me a quick peck before starting to translate. 

<<Rosie Rosie Rosie! Help! Harry said he was gonna beat me up!?? He practically leapt on me, hiding behind me from the curly haired boy. 

I gave him a quick peck on the cheek, leaving a blye mark on his face. 

Harry was standing awkwardly on the other side of the room, gawking. I glared at him. He looked like he was about to walk over, so I pressed into Brandon, nuzzling my face into him. A moment later, Brandon pulled back, pointing at Niall before signing. 

<<What happened to your face?>> 

<<I got into a fight. No big deal.>> I shrugged. 

All the boys looked shocked, except Harry. He just looked...irritated, and was glaring at Brandon. before anyone could kill each other, Simon entered the room. Brandon pulled away to start signing what was being said. 

<<Good morning Rosalie. Today we were gonna figure out how exactly you'll be communicating with the rest of us once Brandon goes back to America, we need to either get you another translator, or come up with some way of helping you. 

I pondered this for a moment, before Brandon;s hands started moving again. 

<<I have a friend who may be able to fill in for me, I can call him if you'd like.>>

All the other boys were talking animatedly to each other, except Harry was was trying to get my attention.

<<I'm Sorry.>> he signed, once he realized he had my attention.

How did he learn that!? wait..who...did Brandon..?

I looked at my hands, playing with my french nails. Again, I was left out of the conversations. The boys and Simon continued their conversations and I refused to look up at them, to acknowledge them. My phone started to buzz in my pocket so I pulled it out.

 H: Rose we need to talk. 

R: My name is Rosalie, not Rose. What do you want? 

H: Im sorry..about what happened last night. I dont...know what happened. Im so sorry Victoria hit you. I broke up with her after. I swear. I..wish I could have kept you from getting hurt but....I didnt. and...i want to fix it. 

I stared at my phone. 

R: I saw you kiss her. You kissed her. so...dont apologize. I made a mistake kissing you. ANd coming over. Im sorry. And...it wont happen again. You're my client Harry. Nothing more. It was just a mistake. 

H: Well...fine then...

I stuffed  my phone into my pocket, crossing my arms in a hugg, only to see all the boys and Simon were staring at me, confused. I returned their confused look, not having a clue what was going on. Louis pointed behind me to the door, where there stood a very angry looking Victoria. Again. 

She was yellin obviously, and of COURSE it was aimed at me now. I just stared boredly at her, letting her finish out. She seemed to be getting more confused when I didn't do anything. 

I stoof up, facing her, arms still crossed. This was just like last night. 

"Whore." Victoria said it clearly enough I could read her lips. 

I smirked, flipping her off and walking psat her, to locate Brandon. He was standing just outside the door, talking on the phone. I leaned against the door in front of him, playing with the hem of his shit. When he was done, he put the phone into his pocket and smiled at me. 

<<Guess who said he'd come translate for you?>>

<<Who?!>> 

<<Trevor>> 

Trevor. He was the one in the accident with me. He had been alright though. Unlike me. But like Brandon, he learned sign language after the accident to speak with me. 

<<He'll go on tour with me?!>>

<<if Simon approved it. He's coming now to meet Simon and whatnot.>>

I jumped up in excitement, hugging him tightly. 

<<Thank you BB>> I signed, shooting him a huge grin. 

<<no problem toots.>> he signed, taking me back into the room.