Color Him Wonderful- Larry AU

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"Woah there bud, I've got you," Louis spoke as yet again he was there to catch Harry when he fell.

"Are you following me or something? How are you always here to help me?"

Louis couldn't help but to let out a quiet laugh, Harry loved hearing his laugh because it was music to his ears. Louis had shrugged, but he knew that Harry couldn't see it. "I have every class with you, you didn't know that?"

Harry shook his head, an evident blush appeared onto his cheeks, before he finally answered. "I don't really pay attention to who else is in the class because then I'll miss something the teacher says. I'm sorry."

Louis couldn't help but smile at Harry. "It's totally fine Harry. But, haven't you tried to record classes?"

Harry nodded. "The school doesn't want me to record, saying something like it's an advantage to others because they just write what they hear the first time. My mom fought that and it's still pending with the board of education."

"I could help you with that if you want? I mean my mom works there and she could get to the bottom of it. But, in the meantime I'll help you with the notes though."

"You don't have to, I can manage."

"I want to help you, this stupid has stupid rules. The principal won't do much to me because I'm on the basketball team and we're already in the playoffs if he benches me now the team will lose."

Harry rolled his eyes. "You've got such a big ego."

Louis smiled at that remark. "And I own it proudly. Now, do you have a phone?" Harry nodded and fished for it to hand it to Louis who was typing in something. "I've put my number in there under Lou and I'll help you with notes and such. I have a grandmother who is blind so I help her out with her braille machine, and I could get your stuff done for free."

Harry's eyes widened. "Wait, really? My mom had been paying so much for books to be done."

Louis nodded. "Of course, my grandmother is a sweet old lady and loves helping those who are just like her. I'm sure that you just being there will be enough for her. Just got to supply your own paper for whatever you need to do."

"Thank you so much, it means a lot." Harry ended up going to Louis' grandmother's house later that day and was able to get the next few chapters of his books printed in braille for free. Harry was really happy that he met Louis.

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Harry was sitting at home staring at a blank canvas, the paints spread all around him waiting for him to use. He was trying to figure out what to paint, but for the life of him he couldn't. All he could think about was what Louis looked like, all he can picture is just a burst of colors coming into his mind when he remembered how his voice sounded.

Harry groaned but then realized that maybe he should just paint what see's in his mind. He grabbed the paints, his mom having labeled the colors in braille so he would know what he was choosing, and then he just went for it. He felt the paint hit his face, but he didn't care as he continued to do whatever the brush took him. He didn't realize just how long he was painting for until his mother had come in to interrupt him for dinner.

"Woah, Harry who is that?" Alex looked shocked as she saw a very beautiful painting of a boy that looked distorted. The painting consisted of many different blues, purples and red as he felt those colors worked wonders with how he pictured Louis.

"No one mummy, just something I put together."

"I still don't know how you do it, but you're really good sweetie. Anyways, wash up for dinner, I invited some co-workers tonight. You don't need to get dressed up or anything, but just change out of your painting clothes please."

"Of course mummy, I'll be right down." Harry threw his brushes into the water filled sink and let them soak as he went to change. Just as he was carefully walking down the stairs he heard a familiar voice in the kitchen talking to his parents and a strange female voice.

"Oh, hello Harry!" Louis smiled at the boy as he finally saw him come into the dining room.

"Hey Lou," Harry smiled into the general direction of where his voice came from.

"You two know each other?" Alex asked, smiling at the two boys.

"Yeah, we have every class together and Louis happens to be there to catch me when I fall because I'm quite clumsy being blind." Harry trying to make a joke about himself, hoping he didn't fall flat.

"You really are clumsy though, always has been even before you were blind," Alex chuckled before she went into the kitchen to grab their dinner.

"So Harry, what is it that you love to do in your free time?" Louis' mother, Kate, asked after she grabbed some of the chicken parmesan and mashed potatoes for herself.

"I love to paint, I've been painting long before I lost my sight."

"How can you paint and not see what you're painting?" Louis finally asked, a bit curious as to how it's possible.

Harry just shrugged. "I'm not sure, but all the paintings that are hanging up in the house are by me."

Kate just looked around in shock. "Wait, you made all of these?" And all Harry could do was nod his head. "You know my sister is an owner of an art gallery, maybe I can talk to her about featuring you in the next showcase."

"You can't be serious." Harry didn't know what to say to that, but just to smile at her.

Kate just smiled back at him. "I can give her a call tomorrow and I'll set up a meeting with you two. You are a lot better than what most people can do and they have use of both of their eyes. You'll definitely be a nice addition to the gallery and who knows people might actually buy your paintings for a lot of money."

"That would be really cool, could start saving for college and all that," Alex added in, sounding quite proud of her son for being such a good artist.

And well, that's how Harry became a world famous painter and it's all thanks to his future mother-in-law.