Silence (Ziall Horlik) AU

Chapter 8

Zayn's POV

My pencil glided across the page in front of me as I sadly drew a picture of Niall and that guy that has been with him for a week. I haven't talked to Niall at all or even made eye contact with him, but my mind is always on him. He's there no matter what I do and it shows in the silly little drawings of him.

I know that I should probably go over and apologize right now for how I reacted, but I can't make myself do it. I'm embarrassed that I was too dumb to notice he was deaf and I'm embarrassed that I just left him because I didn't know what else to do. I would have gladly accepted him for who he is if he was just honest with me, but now I feel like he's just like all the people at school that fake who they are to get to know me. I'm my heart, I know Niall's not like that but it still feels like it.

My bedroom door flew open to both my parents looking beyond excited. I set down my sketch book and pencil before turning to them. My dad came over to me with ten huge envelopes in his hand and gave them to me. I looked through each of them and saw they were from the ten schools I had sent my college applications to. I opened the first one from a school that's kind of far from Bradford and read over it. I smiled when it said I was accepted. I moved on to the next ones and got acceptance letters for those ones too. The last one I hadn't opened was in London was what I wanted to get into. So when I opened it and read I got in, I nearly broke down in tears.

"I got in to all of them." I told them with a smile. They both hugged me and told me how proud they were of me. Really, I would have been happier if I didn't feel like a shit head for the way I treated Niall. The three of us talked about which schools I would need to choose from and if I wanted to get a flat or use the dorms. My phone buzzed next to me on the window seal, so I picked it up and answered it while my mum told my dad she wasn't ready for her baby boy to grow up and move out.

"Zayn, are you doing anything right now? I'm sorry for bothering you." Harry's deep voice spoke through my phone. I smiled at the boys voice because that's how he always starts a conversation on the phone. He's always worried if he'll be in the way or bothering anyone.

"No, Harry, you're fine. What's up?" I asked, making my parents smile because they love Harry to pieces. My mum is always trying to fatten him up when he comes over or trying to love him up. Louis' family does the same to the skinny boy, making Harry's parents always say he's spoiled rotten everywhere he goes. How could you not, though. He's kind to everyone and is always willing to make sure everyone is okay.

"I was home and wanted to know if you could... If I could, um, like go to your house?" Harry stumbled out. I chuckled lightly before telling him to come over whenever he wanted to. He told me Gemma was going to drive him over in a few minutes. When I hung up, my mum said she was going to go make cookies for Harry, making my dad pout that she never made him cookies.

"So, what are you woking on here?" My dad asked as he reached for my sketch book. I blushed but let him take it and look over it anyway. His brown eyes looked over the picture of Niall cuddled up to that mystery guy before looking up at me with sad eyes.

"You should talk to him and fix things. It will make things better for you both. Plus, you both would be a very nice couple if you both could move past this." My dad told me as he flipped through my sketch book with all my drawings. He smiled when he came across one that I drew of Niall cuddled into my side when we were at the graduation party. He handed it back to me with that page open before sitting next to me.

"There's this thing that my parents always talked about, but I've never believed it until seeing it now. They always believed that we are all born with a piece missing on our hearts. Life goes on without you knowing you're missing something. Suddenly, you meet that person and everything is easy. Talking to them is easy, you touching them is easy, it's not like they're a stranger to you because your heart was made for them. I saw you with Niall and it was like watching Louis with Harry. Those two are made for each other. When Harry gets frustrated about something, Louis is there to calm him. When Louis is going off the wall with how hyper he is, Harry knows how to get him settled down. Now, you and Niall have the same thing. You talk slow enough for him him to understand and he makes you happier than I've seen you in a long time. Don't let him making a bad choice to hide this and your bad reaction be what ruins something that hasn't even become something." He finished with a light fatherly smile. I sighed and nodded to him because that all made sense, also maybe the whole becoming a couple thing might be true too.