“Babe, what do you wanna do?” Liam asked his boyfriend. The curly haired boy shrugged. “Let’s see, we could go to the zoo?” He looked onto his boyfriends eyes, trying to meet them. Liam could practically see the hearts in Harry’s bright green orbs that he had fallen so in love with. Harrys face lite up at the thought of seeing all the animals. “The zoo it is.” He smiled at the younger boy, taking his warm hand. He led him to the car and he buckled himself in, watching as Liam slid gracefully around the car, after closing the door that Harry was completely capable of doing himself and into his seat. The car came to life and Liam effortlessly backed up out of the driveway, heading to the highway. I turned the radio on, ‘Payphone’ blaring through the speakers. I sang as Harry mouthed the words, bobbing his head in time. I suddenly remembered the day he became mute. He had gotten in a crash. Louis was with him and he had gotten a few scratches versus Harry you had to be rushed to the hospital. It was discovered that the seatbelt had cut his neck so badly that it hit his vocal cords thus, he was unable to speak. He makes low grunts occasionally but other than that, he is silent. I miss his voice; it was one of my favorite things about him. It was so deep and he talked strangely slow but it what made him, him. I was pulled from my thoughts by Harry tugging at my shirt. I turned to glance at him. He tapped his head and stroked his imaginary beard, silently asking me what I was thinking about. “Nothing.” I lied. I glanced at him again, not wanting to take my eyes of the road too long he gave me a ‘don’t-give-me-that-shit’ look. “Just thinking about the accident. ” I pulled into the zoo parking lot, looking at him. His eyes had glazed over and he was deep in thought. I could tell by the crease in his brow. He pretended to write something on his hand. I pulled the white board from the backs seat. He began writing on it. ‘Don’t think about it. It’s too sad. You can’t reverse time.’ I sighed. “I know now, let’s go see the cats.” He instantly brightened. He might be gay but he still loves his pussy’s *ahem* cats. We walked hand in hand, hoods pulled over our heads and sunglasses on. I paid for the two tickets before he dragged me to the cats. There were lions, and tigers and many other cats. After that we went to the snakes and other reptiles and many other exhibits. By the time the day was over, we were both tired. I yawned and Harry mimicked me. I laughed and he giggled silently. We headed home and sat on the couch, cuddling.
“Li.” A highly strangled voice asked. I looked over at Harry to see him staring intently at me.
“Harry.” I breathed. He actually talked. That was more than he had said for the past two years.
“Ugh, my-” he stopped, rubbing his throat as if the words would magically come out. “Throat.” He coughed. I nodded, rushing up to get him some water. I came back and he drank it down, the col liquid helping his dry throat. “Call Lou.” He said, his voice sounding a little better. I again nodded, pulling my phone from my pocket, dialing the familiar number.
“Hello?” He asked.
“Lou, come over here. Harry has talked. Get the other boys too.”
“Oh, wow, really?! I’ll be over in a minute. Moments later Louis came in holding Zayn’s hand with Niall trailing behind them.
“Lou!” Harry tried to yell.
“Haz!” Louis imitated him, making his voice raspy. Zayn leaded down to me.
“That’s how he sounds after I get done with him.” His face was drop dead serious. I got up, moving away from him, creeped out. It’s not very appealing to hear about your mate’s sex life. I smiled down at my boyfriend in his best friend’s arms as I ran my hand through his curls gently.
“Zee!” He called next, as Zayn came over hugging him.
“Ni!” Niall followed like the others, going over and hugging him. The rest of the day we talked with the boys, Harry losing his voice over the span of the day till it was almost gone. The boys left and we cuddled in the bedroom, the covers covering our boxer clad bodies. He was buried in my chest and the last thing he said before losing his voice gain was “I love you.”
“I love you too, Haz.” I whispered back.
