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Chapter two

Harry POV

Louis walked us to the art classroom, along the way he made small conversation with us. Turns out Zayn is t much of a talker but I feel like him and Edward will get along ok. I think marcel would be better friends with Liam or Niall.

When we walked in I knew I underestimated the talent these people have. They're almost as good as me and my brothers. There was paintings everywhere, paint buckets, brushes, canvases, stools, photos hanging on the wall drying. It's just all around, artsy.

Louis and Zayn went to their seats while the teacher assigned seats for us. She knows one of us needs to be with Edward so he knows what to do. I get sat next to a girl named Eleanor with Edward beside me and another girl at the table, while marcel is with Louis, Zayn, and another kid.

I soon find out the other girl is Eleanors girlfriend, Cara. I tell Edward that the girls are together and their names are Eleanor and Cara. After the teacher tells us what we're to do I tell Edward and we get started.

Halfway through the class I feel eyes on me. I was signing to Edward what to do because he got stuck and then I felt like someone was watching me. I look up at Eleanor and see she's working with cara.

I look around for a second and then all of a sudden I see blue. The prettiest blue I've ever seen. It's like god said "fuck normal blue your getting your own shade." I soon find out that those blue eyes belong to Louis. And damn if I didn't stare at him earlier then I sure did now.

I was jerked out of our stare by Edward tapping me. I look over and he signs, "stop staring. It's embarrassing." He rolls his eyes. "Help me please. I don't know how to do this part. It's annoying."

"Asshole." I signed and started helping him. I can still feel his eyes on me, and surprise I'm not creeped out. "There, now you know."

"Thank you." Edward signed just as the bell rang. "I felt the vibration of the bell. It tingles." He laughed. He can feel vibrations better because his senses were heightened when he lost his hearing. "Let's goooooo"

"Ok ok." I laughed. "We've got to wait for marcel though. And Louis is showing is around remember?" I tell my brother, who sighed but waited for marcel and Louis.

"Hey, right lets go boys." Louis said before walking away, us following like a lost puppy. The whole walk I'm watching the way my brothers interact with Louis. Marcel is talking unless Edward signs something he wants to say, then he tells Louis what Edward said and signs Louis response.

I kind of like the way they're getting along. We've only had about two friends in our entire life that didn't want us for our looks, so to see them interacting so much on the first day makes me happy, scared, but happy.

I didn't realize I spaced out until I walked into something, turns out it was Louis. "Sorry, sorry" I apologize because I'm nice like that. I back away from him a bit so I'm no longer right behind him.

"'T's alright. Spaced out there yeah?" He asked, and yeah, maybe I love the way he talks. Don't tell though. Our secret.

"Yeah." I finalize. He seems to get that I don't want to talk about what I was thinking and I'm great full for that. I didn't really want to tell him I was scared he would get close to my brothers and then leave. That's be a bit embarrassing.

"Okay. Anyways, come on." He says, walking into the classroom, with us following. This class is maths so I don't really care, I'm good at math so I usually don't pay attention because i know I'll be okay.

The teacher seats us all together, marcel on one side of me, Edward on the other, Louis in front of me, Niall beside him and Liam on the other side of Louis. Zayn is at the next table.

"Hey. How are you liking it so far?" I ask-sign Edward. He shrugs before signing, "it's ok. A bit boring but at least someone is trying to talk to us."
I nod because yeah, I'm happy niall, Louis, Liam, and Zayn don't care about Ed being deaf.

"Yeah, plus Louis seems cool. He liked music so I think he could be good." Marcel buts in. "And no one has really cared about us being here so far. No one is saying anything about us here. I like it."
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Soo, I'm leaving this part here. There isn't much to this and yet a few people are reading this. Wow. One question, what the fuck is wrong with you? Like why are you reading this? It's terrible.

Anyways, cool story, me and my grandpa, grandma and mum were on our way to a funeral today and I like to pick out the music, so I put on Golden by Harry and my grandpa went, "Is that Harry styles? I like him, you like him? Better. I like this song. Cool song." So I kept playing Harry's songs the whole way. The on the way back I played Louis.

It was sad though. It was a military funeral. I almost cried.