My Hope (Louis Tomlinson FanFic) *Completed*

Chapter 6

*Kayla's POV*

     The boys all look at me with wide eyes, questioning looks in their eyes. The silence is broken by Liam once again.

"You can't answer us, can you?" he asked me softly. I looked down and shook my head.

"You're mute?" Zayn asked me. I nodded. "Were you born that way?" I shook my head again.

     The boys were quiet for a moment before Niall got up, putting his guitar down and walking into a different room. He came back a moment later and had a pen and paper in his hand. He walked up to me and handed it to me.

     "You can use this to talk to us, that way it's easier." I nodded once again, for what seems like the hundredth time today. "Okay, so, what's your name?" he asked me. I picked up the pen and wrote.

     Kayla Lotson

     My handwriting in really bad, seeing as I haven't written anything down since I was about 14. The letters are all over the place and really shaken.

     "K...koy...kay...Kaytie?" Harry looks at the paper. "Kaytie L..lo...lolsten?"

     I shook my head no. He grabbed the paper from my lap and held it closer to his face. Liam and Zayn moved over to see it as well. Niall and Louis started talking, looking over at me every once in a while. Louis sent a small smile my way.

     "That's definitely a 'K-a' could that be a...g?" Harry asked. Zayn whacked the back of his head.

     "No, you idiot. It's a 'y'. Kay..." Zayn said as Harry rubbed the back of his head, messing up his curls a bit.

     "Kayla!" Liam said, a victorious smile on his face. I nodded, making his grin widen. "And is the last name...Lolson?" I shook my head, making a small frown etch onto his face. He looked back at the paper.

     "Lotson."

     I looked up to see Louis had the paper in his hands now. He looked up at me, raising his eyebrow in question, wondering if he got it correct. I nodded my head, wondering how he could read my handwriting.

     "My little sister is learning how to write again after breaking her arm. Your writing looks about the same. I've learned to read it," he shrugged. I nodded my head again. He sent me another smile and handed me the paper again.

     "Okay, so, how old are you, Kayla Lotson?" Harry asked, putting emphasis on my name.

     17

     I held up the paper again. They nodded.

     "When is your birthday?" Zayn asked.

     December 25

     This time, when I held up the paper, Louis smiled.

     "My birthday is the day before that," he said. I tried to give him back a small smile, probably failing. It's not as if I don't like the boys, but I just have never had a reason to smile before.

"Why did we find ya in an alley?" Niall's voice came out.

I was running

"From what?"

My father