Anne and Louis walked to the door of Harry's private room. Once reaching, Louis realized how sweaty his palms were getting. He rubbed them on his shirts and let out a shaky breath.
Anne turned to Louis once hearing his breath. "Okay, love?"
"Uh yeah. Yeah, I uh... could-could you go in first? Maybe?" Louis seemed really nervous.
"Nervous?"
"Tremendously."
"I understand. But if he asks about you?"
"Just... tell him I'll be a second? I just... call if he calls. I can't feel my anything right now. I know I sound selfish and I wanna meet him but I feel my heart is gonna come out any mi-"
"Louis, just sit down. I'll call, don't worry." Anne patted his back and pointed at the seats presents in the hallway. Louis thanked her, again with a shaky breath and made his way to them and sat down.
Anne, on the other hand, turned the handle and pushed the door open and slowly peeked inside. She scanned the room shortly before her eyes fell on her beloved son who was lying on the bed and had his eyes on the door. When he saw Anne at the door, he reached his hand forward for her to grab and come closer.
Same silent Harry as always.
Anne controlled her emotions. She decided not to cry out her emotions for her son regaining two of his abilities. It was overwhelming but as a mother she had to think about her son first, with which she had no problem whatsoever.
She saw Harry had stitches on his neck and had a hearing aid on both ears. She gently reached out and pushed Harry's hair from over his forehead. She then caressed his soft cheeks and that had Harry pleasantly sigh.
"Harry..." Anne whispered. Harry's eyes fixed themselves on his mother's face and his breathing became deep.
He held his mother's hand in his own shaky one and with he other one signed, "Again."
He wasn't wasn't sure if that was what happened when someone opened their mouth and he wanted to make sure that the unique thing was in fact his mother's voice.
"Harry." Anne spoke this time gently.
Harry licked his lips, eyes wide. He tried to sit up but Anne laid him down, he needed to rest his body.
"Was that your voice?" Harry signed.
Anne nodded. Harry couldn't believe it.
"Did I hear you?" He signs again.
Anne nodded again, eyes now brimming with tears. She was being strong but Harry couldn't. He let his tears spring out.
Anne quickly gathered him in her arms and tried to shush him down. She kissed his forehead and wiped his tears. Harry pulled back and signed again.
"Can you say my name?"
Anne breath in so she wouldn't let out any sob. "Harry." She softly spoke.
Harry seemed mesmerized, tears still piling up and falling down.
Knowing that Harry wouldn't understand English much if she spoke, she signed to him after pulling back. "You know, you can speak too?"
Harry's mouth opened in surprise. He could speak too? What good did he do that god granted him all of this in less than a day?
"I can?" Harry signed.
"Yes. Try a bit."
"I don't know how." Harry seemed too lost.
"Just breath out with a bit pressure on your throat. Try it, love. I want to hear you." Anne signed, too excited.
After three failed tries, Harry let out a, "Uh."
That's when Anne let out the sob. "Oh my god."
She covered her mouth with her petite hand and let he tears flow down again. This was all she had wanted. Don't get her wrong. She loved Harry even silent or deaf or with any other flaw he had but listening to your son (your only son) talk for the first time since birth after almost two decades was overwhelming.
Harry patted Anne's arm rapidly, like a little toddler wanting to gain attention. When Anne looked at him, he signed.
"Was that me?" Anne nodded. "That was my voice?"
"Yes." Anne spoke while nodding, coming forward to kiss Harry's cheek and forehead and head.
Harry seemed to be in a trance until something clicked his mind. Someone, more like.
"Is Louis going to come?" He bit his bottom lip while he signed.
Anne wiped her tears and nodded. "He's right outside, darling. Want me to call him in?" Until Harry could talk or understand properly, they were stuck with signing but Anne didn't seem to be bothered about it.
Harry hesitantly nodded, trying to hide his astonishment after knowing that Louis was waiting outside. He didn't know the guy would actually care enough to stay so long in the hospital for him. He remembered a bit when Louis carried him inside the hospital and knew that the sun was out at then and now the sun had set, as he saw from the window.
"I'll go get him, love." Anne didn't leave before another kiss on Harry's forehead. She closed the door behind her and saw Louis' head snap up immediately and he let go of his bottom lip from the grip of his teeth.
"Is he okay? He is alright, yeah?" He stood up.
"He wants to see you, Louis."
"Oh. Yeah, yeah, I-I can do that. I can meet him." He breath out, talking to himself and walking to the door. "I'll jut go in and... I've done this before. He's the same Harry-" He stopped and turned around to Anne. "He's the same Harry, right? There's no one else in there, right?"
Anne chuckled for the first time in a long while and shook her head at Louis' nervousness. "It is Harry in there. Go, he's calling for you. It's our Harry. Go. I'll be in the cafeteria. Now that Harry's okay, I realized I haven't eaten in hours."
And Louis felt his stomach heat up when he hard Anne say 'our'. Louis knew he was practically a part of the family now, knowing almost everyone of the Styles relatives and being at their place almost every single day but this just made him feel so very welcomed.
Louis turned around and straightened his shirt and smoothed his hair to get it to set properly. He made sure his face was free from any tear tracks that could be there. He took a deep breath before biting his lip and screwing his eyes shut tightly.
He pushed open the door and hesitantly pushed his head inside. His eyes landed on the hospital bed and the person sat on it.
Harry saw him and his face lit up immediately like a child brought to a candy shop. He made grabby hands towards Louis. Louis' heart fluttered at the adorableness and he stepped in and closed the door behind him. He approached the bed and Harry quickly moved to the side to give him space beside him to sit.
Louis chuckled at Harry's eagerness because it was just too much endearing. Harry's movements stopped and he watched Louis with his big doe eyes. Louis slowly climbed up, not noticing this change in his boyfriend's actions.
When he sat and had an arm around Harry's shoulders, that's when he noticed. He raised his eyebrows that Harry had grown to understand meant for 'what?'.
"You laughed?" Harry signed. For a second, Louis thought Harry never got his voice back but immediately remembered that he couldn't speak words yet.
Louis nodded,smiling too lovingly.
"That was your laugh?"
Louis looked at Harry with so tenderness and nodded softly. Harry seemed to be entranced for a couple of seconds before he signed again.
"Could you maybe do it again please?"
If it was someone else, Louis would've said something like 'you don't just laugh realistically out of the blue, you dolt!' but it was Harry. And Harry had asked so nervously and so cutely that Louis naturally let out a chuckle.
A smile formed on Harry's face and his eyes softened. "I liked it."
"Well I can't wait to hear to laugh." Louis signed.
They stayed cuddled for a while when Harry patted Louis' small hand. Louis gave him his attention and Harry signed.
"Could you say my name please? I want to hear you say it."
And if Harry hadn't have Louis' heart swollen already, he did now. Louis kissed Harry's forehead and spoke softly. "Harry."
Harry did the only thing he could. He grabbed Louis' face gently and joined his lips with his own for a loving kiss.
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AN
Sorry for the lack of larry here but there is so much more larry fluffiness (apparently this is a word) in the next chapters. vote and comment what you thought for more. Tell me how adorable harry is cuz damn he's tooooo much adorable. Lalalalalalalalala bye!