Deafening Silence

Chapter One

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Armin was alone. Just like every Saturday at 3:00. He sat at his oak desk and wrote in the leather bound journal that he had received as a birthday present from his grandfather. It was small and easy to carry around, not weighing more than his normal books that were pretty heavy.

He sighed silently to himself and pinched his nose. His head hurt badly and so did his now cramping hand. "I need something to drink." He thought.

He couldn't talk, so his brain was filled with voices of different kinds. Some were loud and would shout ideas and theories, while merely whispered and shared ideas. He usually wrote down the ideas in his notebook and some he would just ignore for the idiocy of the mere thought of them. In short they were scrambled messes that he tried organizing, again he would try.

He decided to go to the cafe around his house for some coffee. He brought the necessities for the journey. His notebook, journal, phone, pencils, and his keys and wallet. He soon walked out into the warm summer weather and got in his car. It was a black impala that he had bought for his 16th birthday. He drove through traffic, his headache easing slightly.

When he pulled into the cafe's parking lot, he noticed a brunette boy sitting with his head in his hands. Armin couldn't see his face but could tell he wasn't happy.

Armin walked closer and sat next to the boy.

"I wonder if he's okay."

"I'm fine," Armin jumped startled by the boy's sudden reaction.

"Who is he?" Armin thought.

"I'm Eren, by the way." Eren smiled to the blonde.

Armin smiled back at him lop sidedly and wrote down his name quickly and mentioned he was mute. The boy nodded and soon they were 'talking', mostly it was Eren. Oddly though, Eren would answer Armin's questions before he even asked him. Armin was surprised when he did it and it made him feel as if the boy could read his mind. Sadly, that wasn't possible but the idea was fresh in his mind.

"Hey Armin," Eren asked turning to look at the blonde," what's your number. I feel like you would have lots to talk about, or at least, to text me." He smiled.

Armin wrote his number down on his journal paper and handed it over to the other male. Eren smiled gently and looked at his watch, "Geez, I have to go. I'll talk to you tomorrow Armin." The other boys smiled. Armin merely waved as the brunette ran off.

"He's kinda cute."

Armin smiled softly to himself and walked away from the cafe, never getting the drink he was planning on getting but something way better, a friend.

AN: I KNOW ITS SHORT AND EVERYTHING BUT AHHHH