Deafening Silence (Larry Stylinson)

Eighteen - Oh, so you're Louis

"Hi, I'm Louis, it's nice to meet you." Louis greeted, flashing the woman a bright smile.

The woman looked between the two boys before smiling smugly, "Oh, so you're Louis." She signed as she spoke, a force of habit even though Harry often understood everything that was going on without signing. It took Louis by surprise a little, he had forgotten that Harry was in fact deaf, he tended to forget that sometimes, Louis was very intrigued by the language though.

Harry's eyes widened in surprise, silently begging his mum to not say anything else. Yes, he and his mum had spoken a couple times about Louis, and Harry was pretty certain that she could tell that he was slightly infatuated with the boy.

"It's nice to meet you too, Louis, I'm Anne. Why don't you boys sit down?" Anne spoke, smiling softly as she gestured to the large leather sofa she was sat on. Both boys took the opportunity, sitting quite close on one end of the sofa so that they could face the woman.

"How did you two meet then?" Anne asked as she picked up a warm mug of tea. Harry raised a brow at his mum, knowing full well that she already knew most of how they met, then looked to Louis for a second before speaking.

"Um, it was on my first day, we had the same lesson first period and Louis was a little late, I've come to learn that's quite normal for him though." Harry chuckled earning himself a playful glare from the boy, "But I had the only empty seat so he was kind of stuck with me." He added with a slight shrug.

"No, there were plenty of free seats Harold, I just picked the one next to you because I was seduced by your curls!" Louis teased, a grin playing on his lips.

Harry laughed as he rolled his eyes, "That was my plan all along!" He quipped back. Louis just chuckled before tickling the boys side, Harry fought back and the two fell into a fit of laughter. Anne watched on fondly, a small smirk and a raised brow directed at the two, chuckling quietly at how cute they were together.

"Alright! I give in!" Harry panted, slightly breathless from the tickle war.

"Alright, I'll let you off this time Styles." Louis laughed stopping his merciless hands and pulling away but he left one on the small of Harry's back. The two didn't seem to pay much attention to it, it was just something they did, they were rather touchy, Anne however did and her smile only grew.

"As much as I'd love to sit here and watch you boys mess about I've got to get dinner started!" Anne told them as she stood up from her seat, smiling over at the pair, "Louis, do you want to join us love?" She asked while picking up her empty mug.

Louis looked over at Harry who wore a small encouraging smile and Louis just couldn't say no, not that he had wanted to. "If it's okay with you, then sure."

"Of course, you're always welcome here." The woman smiled. "Don't stray too far boys! It'll be ready soon!" She called out over her shoulder as she exited into the kitchen.

Harry turned to Louis expectantly and the blue eyed boy quickly grasped that he hadn't quite caught what she said. "It'll be ready soon." He informed with a smile.

Harry nodded, "Wanna watch a movie then?" He asked as he shuffled forwards to pick up the remote that was laying on a nearby cushion and then gestured towards the large tv that was hung on the wall.

"I'd like to continue whatever we were doing up stairs." Louis mumbled under his breath once Harry had turned his head away to switch on the tv.

"Hm?" Harry hummed, eyes flickering to meet Louis', only catching his lips moving slightly at the last second.

"I said sure but only if I get to choose!" Louis grinned and quickly grabbed the remote from Harry's grasp. The younger boy just laughed and rolled his eyes before shifting backwards to sit back beside Louis.

Louis' smile widened at the lack of space between them, he tried his best not to focus on the heat that was radiating off the younger boy and the way they were practically cuddled up together. Instead, he flicked through the array of films that were shown on the tv, a large grin spread across his face once he finally decided.

"Grease?" Harry questioned with a small chuckle, raising a teasing brow at Louis, "Didn't take you for much of a musical fan Boo."

Louis playfully shoved the boy, "Shut up, it's a classic and don't think you're getting away with not singing along with me." He told the boy with a pointed look. Harry was quick to agree, a soft smile played on his lips as the two of them got a little more comfortable.

When the final credits started to roll both boys were in a fit of hysterics and very out of breath from dancing along to the last song.

Louis flopped back onto the sofa, panting slightly but still so incredibly happy. "Proper little dancer aren't you?" He teased the green eyed boy who practically had two left feet.

Harry cackled and then quickly covered his mouth, mortified. Louis' face lit up though as he laughed, he couldn't help but find Harry absolutely adorable. He opened up his arms wide signally for the younger lad to join him. Harry rolled his eyes, a faint blush coated his cheeks as he shuffled back over to the sofa and fell into Louis' embrace.

The older boy chuckled as he wrapped his arms around Harry, "You're amazing." He said aloud, his eyes widening once the words slipped past his lips. Harry had his face buried in the boys shoulder only looking up when he heard the rumbling of Louis' chest to find Louis looking a little flustered.

"What?" Harry asked blinking up at the boy above him, Louis couldn't help but think about how innocent he looked. Sure Harry had all these tattoos and could come off a little intimidating at first but honestly he was the softest and most kindest person Louis had ever met. Louis couldn't help but admire the boy, he was truly beautiful.

"Nothing H. Just said you're a good cuddler." Louis told him quietly and Harry couldn't stop his grin.

"I've had practice but you're not too bad yourself Tomlinson." Harry teased making the older boy laugh. Harry admired the way Louis' eyes crinkled ever so slightly and how his entire face lit up, he hadn't even realised he had been staring until he caught the small smirk playing on Louis' lips. Their eyes met just like they did upstairs, only this time their bodies were entangled and Harry could feel how fast Louis' heart was beating.

Louis' eyes trailed down to Harry plump pink lips, he had never wanted to kiss anyone as bad as he did right then. When he looked back up he searched Harry's eyes for reassurance, the boy looked hesitant and very vulnerable but there was also a longing that Louis had never seen before.

Louis whipped his head away just as they both leaned in. Harry's eyes widened, trying to swallow down the hurt he felt. What the hell was that?

The younger lad tried to pull away but Louis was quick to keep him close, trying to catch Harry's eye but the boy felt stupid and embarrassed, he questioned if what had happened had really meant anything at all. Did Louis even like him like that? Did Louis even like boys? His mind was wracked with so many thoughts, most of them questioning what would happen next. He was scared, he didn't know if he could take the rejection, if he could handle going through the hateful comments and torment again at school.

Louis' hand cupped Harry's chin forcing the lad to look him in the eye, "Hazza your mum just called, dinners ready." Louis told him as he stroked the boys jawline, wanting to make sure that Harry knew he felt the same way, trying to to ease the boys mind. Harry nodded and sent Louis a small smile before standing to his feet and pulling Louis up with him.

"Boys! It's getting cold!" Anne called out again and the two boys let their hands fall.