Silently in Love [Niall Horan]

Chapter One

I was never really fond of mornings. I liked the nighttime better because of the stars and the street lights that reflected off my bedroom window. So I wasn't exactly happy when my mom woke me up from my dreams.

Get up Ren, She signed to me. I nodded and pushed the covers off my body as she walked out of the room. After taking a shower and brushing my teeth, I skipped downstairs. My dad smiled and kissed my cheek as my mom handed me a plate of pancakes.

I think I want to go outside today, on my own, I signed to my mother. She looked at me with an uneasy look. Maybe that's not such a good idea, She signed back.

I don't get why she just doesn't speak to me. I can read lips just fine. I haven't talked to anybody in a long time. I don't even remember the last time that I used my voice for anything. I don't even know if I had developed a British accent.

I slumped back in my chair and nodded. I've never been outside on my own, not for the six years I've been here. I guess I could wait a bit more though.

Oh no honey, it's not like that. I just don't want people to-

Make fun of me?! I signed back angrily.

I watched her as she exhaled and I knew she sighed. No, I just don't want you getting hurt.

I frowned, nodding. I finished my food and headed back upstairs. Since I couldn't watch tv or listen to music, I just sat on my windowsill and watched as birds flew by. I hated being deaf. One of my favorite things to do as a child was listen to birds. But that went downhill when I lost my hearing six years ago.

I don't even know how I lost my hearing, the doctors didn't know either. And that was surprising. He had written down that I should wait a few days for it to come back. But it never did. I cried for days and days when I realized my hearing wasn't coming back like it was supposed to.

It was even worse when the kids at my school found out. My friends abandoned me and everybody started calling me names. I only caught on to a few names, like freak and weirdo but those were enough to make me upset.

We moved later that year and now here I am, six years later. I didn't really grow much now that I think about it. I only grew a few inches taller, now being at a height of 5'4. My brown hair got longer, more curly and my green eyes stayed the same. I don't know how I managed to stay tan though..

I was interrupted by my mom tapping me on the shoulder. She sighs before signing to me, You can go out, but I want you to be careful.

I smiled widely before tackling her in a hug. When I pulled back, I grabbed my phone and dashed downstairs. I waved to my dad before opening the door hesitantly. A small smile came across my face as the sun hit me. I've heard stories that it was supposed to always be cold in England but judging by the sun that's shining right now, those were only stories.

I start walking wherever my feet take me, keeping track of where I'm going so I know how to get back. Even though I can't hear anything, I still look around and smile slightly at people. I made my way to a park and sat down under a tree, watching everybody in the park. There was an old couple sitting on a bench, a few families sitting on the ground, and some boys kicking a ball around.

I rest my head on the tree behind me and close my eyes, letting the sun hit my face. A small smile came across my face when I realized nothing had happened yet. Everything was going smoothly. And I spoke too soon.

I looked up just in time to see a ball flying towards my face. My eyes widened and my mouth parted as I tried to move out of the way. The ball connected to my face right as I went to move my face. I felt a crunch when it hit my nose and I knew it must've broken it. I held my hand to my nose to see blood, making me a little sick. My right cheek hurts a little too.

The boys that were playing earlier come up and start talking. Well they were talking but I couldn't understand them since their mouths were moving so fast that I couldn't understand them. My eyes welled up with tears as I glanced at each one of them talking as fast.

A brown headed boy stopped talking and nudged a black headed boy who also stopped talking. I quickly glanced at a blonde headed boy as he reached out to me. My eyes widened and I jumped up and scurried off, far away from the boys.

It's not that I'm afraid of people- which I kind of am -it's just that the last time someone reached out to me or even touched me, except for my family, it was to push me. I make my way home and past my mother who gives me a very worried look. I'm still covering my nose so at least she didn't see that. I locked my door and headed to the bathroom to wash my face off and put something on my nose.

I don't think I'll be going outside anytime soon again.

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