Blue's pov
I stand in the hotel bathroom, staring into the mirror. My blue hair was damp and stringy. I looked like a mess. But I didn't care at the moment. I was determined.
I open my mouth and try to say the word 'hi'. That was easy. Hi is a very common greet and word. Everyone knew that word. Besides, it was only two letters. It would be super easy to say.
Much to my dismay, no sounds leave my mouth. No word. I try again, blinking back tears as words that I try to say fall short. Nothing was coming out of my mouth no matter how hard I tried. My voice was gone.
That's when I break down. I start sobbing. I drop down to the bathroom floor, curling up into a ball, miserable. I don't know why it affected me so much. I never used to want to talk before I met the boys. I guess I finally found people who would actually listen and care about what I have to say. Or would be able to say if I didn't mess everything up for myself. I brought this upon myself. There was no one I could blame, but me.
"Blue? You okay?" Luke calls. The four of them had been checking up on me frantically ever since the pool incident. I didn't mind though.
Realizing there was no way to answer him other then to face him, I slowly stand back up. I rub my the tears off of my cheeks, the glance back into the mirror, wincing. I was not a pretty crier at all. I sniffle one more time, then hang my head, trying to hide my puffy eyes and tear stained cheeks as I open the bathroom door and walk out, giving Luke a quick nod.
"Wait a second. Blue are you crying?" Luke asks, grabbing my wrist. I don't even try to hide it. I just look up at him and nod. I felt empty inside.
"Come here, Blue," he says gently. He pulls me into his arms, holding me tightly. I start to cry again, getting tears all over his shirt. I don't think he minded though.
"Luke? Is Blue oka- what did you do to Blue?" Michael demands, rushing over. I hear two more sets of feet come running over.
"Nothing!" Luke defends, still holding onto me tightly, "She was in the bathroom and I asked her if she was okay. She walked out and nodded, but I noticed her eyes were a little puffy. I asked if she was crying and she nodded, then started crying again." I take deep breaths, trying to calm myself down. I reduce my sobs to hiccups and shaky breaths.
"Blue, why were you crying?" Calum questions. Ash passes me his phone.
'My voice is gone for good. I tried to talk but it didn't work. I can't talk. I'm sorry' I type.
"Jeez. I didn't even know you were trying to talk again," Ashton says. I shrug, sitting down on the bed. The boys sit around me.
"Why did you type sorry, Blue?" Calum asks me.
'I know how much you guys wanted to hear me talk. Now I'm more of a disappointment'
"You aren't a disappointment at all. We don't care if you talk or not. We're sorry that you can't talk, but it doesn't change the fact that you're our Blue and we love you," Luke tells me. My eyes widen. They loved me back?
A smile forms on my face. The boys grin back, seeing me happy. I close my eyes and take another deep breath, deciding to give it one more shot. I lick my lips, then open my mouth, praying that the words will leave my mouth this time. They do.
"I love you guys too."
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Little Miss 5SOS
Hayran Kurgu"What's your name?" The boy with curly hair asks, kneeling down in front of me. I sit there, watching him carefully. His three friends stood behind him. I swallow, then hold up a piece of my blue hair. He looks at me confused. They all do. "Blue,"...