Blue

V

My breathing hitched, that was the boy in the photo. With the girl. The curly haired, Green eyed, gorgeous guy in the photo. I didn't realize how long I've been staring at him until he looked at me weird & mouthed
"You OK?".

I Just smiled and mouthed a sorry, looking down fiddling with my thumbs while Doctor Styles and my aunt make conversation.

I could feel his eyes on me, I wanted to look at him again but I was too nervous. He tapped me on the shoulder but I acted like I didn't notice until he tapped it again, this time a little harder. "My names Harry" I just smiled at him and nodded, focusing my attention back to everyone else in the room but then he tapped my shoulder again.

"What's your name?" I grab my little notepad and pen, writing my name down and giving it to him, He looks at it and then down at me with confusion and chuckles a bit "Can you not speak or something?", I take the notepad out of his hand and write, giving it back to him, "I'm Deaf", finally giving him the golden answer.  He reads it and looks at me "I am so sorry, I didn't know" I smile, taking my notepad back turning to him "Its okay".

It wasn't his fault he didn't know, Plus he was utterly attractive, I had to forgive him. He gestures his hand to the nearest table, i look at him puzzled at first but follow him anyways,  taking a seat next to him. "So Blue..lets play 21 Questions" . I looked at him confused, not knowing what that game was. He took my notepad and wrote down a question, "I ask, you answer. You ask, I answer Simple." I look at the sticky note before looking at Harry again. "so do you want to play?" I nod my head and we begin playing.

"Where are you from Blue?" He asks,
I take the notepad from him.."Florida"
"Lucky, hows disney and all of that exciting stuff?"
"Never been"  smiling, handing him the piece of paper..once he read it, Harry's face went blank.
"You've NEVER been to Disney? Not even Universal??" He gushes with his jaw dropped. 
"Nope..never" I write.
"Wow, that sucks..that makes the two of us then" he grabs my notepad again, and writes on another page.

We write down so many questions, some making us laugh. Some even serious and deep. In a few of the questions, I've learned that Harry was 18 years old, likes cats and little kids, his parents divorced when he was little, he has an older sister named Gemma and he's fighting Leukemia, he had been battling it for about 2 years now..he said he had been making improvements but not leaps of it..like his hair. His hair has finally somewhat grown back.  It made me feel horrible that someone so sweet and nice could be battling such a fight like this. Its unfair but it's nice to have someone that understands whats it's like to find the strength to live again. 
It felt like we have been talking for hours and most of the time when it comes to anyone else, I either leave or tell them to leave me alone but with Harry I actually enjoy the company. We even played little games such as "Hangman" and "Tic Tac toe", which he beat me numerous times. Did I mention he was competitive?

I thought it was childish at first but playing it with was actually fun. "So tell me if I'm doing this right" I nod before he starts signing to me.
"Hello, my name is Harry , Nice to meet you" I smile brightly and clap.
"Yes!!!!" He shoots me a smile before looking at the clock. I wanted to tell him that I found his picture in my room but before I could write anything down, My aunt grabbed my arm signaling that it was time to go.

I didn't want to leave, I had just met my, well I guess you can say first friend here in New York. I look at Harry and for a brief moment, the look on his face was sad but I could tell he understood.  He got up,  holding this tall pole thingy with a bag of liquid in his other hand. He walked towards me and bent down to hug me. One of the little things that I learned about Harry is that he doesn't break from a hug first.

Before we got into the elevator, I saw Harry rush to us, He took my notepad. Wrote something down and handed to me. We exchanged smiles, him waving a 'goodbye' to me before the elevator door closed between us, I look down at the note,

You're quite Interesting, not too mention beautiful. Here's my Number. :) (###) ### #### .

I smile at the little blue sticky note. In the corner of my eye I see my aunt look over to read the note, she smiles showing her bright teeth nudging me lightly on my shoulder, Maybe New York wasn't so bad after all?.

Yay!! Blue and Harry finally met!
It looks like they have some kind of spark too. ;)
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