One Direction One Shots (boyxboy)

Choose Your Words {LARRY}

{A/N: I just wanted to let y'all know that Robbie Rotten (the villain from Lazy Town) passed away while I was writing this. Update: apparently not??? :'( OH and I know the pictures don't match the ages mentioned but just assume they look like that}

Harry Styles is dumb. No, not stupid. He can't speak. No, he's not just mute. He was born without the ability to talk. If he could talk, he would. The first thing he would say is that he has a huge crush on his best friend, Louis Tomlinson. Wait, no. He would say 'I am flirting with you, you idiot!' Louis talks to Harry all the time, and Harry answers him, usually flirting. Louis, however, doesn't understand, mostly because his anxiety causes him to second guess himself. Louis thinks he likes Harry, but how can he be sure!?

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March 24th, 2013
*Third Person*

"Hey, Harry, wake up." Louis shakes Harry gently, probably not realizing that he is naked under the covers. Harry rolls over at looks at Louis. He taps his wrist twice, asking for the time. "It's half seven."

'Why did you wake me up so early?' Harry signs. Louis smiles and grabs Harry's left hand. If only he knew how that made the younger boy's stomach flip and his heart flutter.

"We're spending the day together. You and me. All day."

Luckily, Harry only needs one hand to sign his next question. 'We are?' This isn't meant to be a sassy question. Harry is really excited to spend a whole day with Louis. Maybe Louis would finally understand that Harry is flirting with him. 

"Yes, we are. Now get up and get ready. We've got places to go and things to do." Harry quickly signs the letters 'O' and 'K', but he doesn't make an effort to move, considering the situation. "Well what are you waiting for?"

'I am currently naked.' This causes Louis to blush and Harry thinks he looks so beautiful. 'You're cute.' Harry smiles. Louis laughs.

"I'll wait in the living room then." And with that, Louis walks out of the room. Harry would probably never admit that he really wanted Louis to stay with him; maybe to see if Louis would have a... reaction, if you know what Harry's means.

Nonetheless, Harry gets out of his comfy bed, at a time no person should be awake at, and walks over to his dresser. Since it is quite chilly outside this morning, he decides on a dark grey jumper and black skinny jeans. He also picks out a clean pair of black boxer briefs and black socks. Harry dresses himself then walks down the hall to the bathroom where he does his 'business', brushes his teeth, and finally fixes his hair.

When Harry is sure he is 100% presentable, he exits the bathroom. Harry remembered that Louis was wearing a white t-shirt. If they were going to be out all day, Louis will most likely get cold and Harry will bet all the money in the world that Louis did not bring a coat with him. Harry grabs a sweatshirt out of his dresser and makes his way to the living room.

He finds Louis standing there, his back facing Harry. Harry walks up behind him and wraps his arms around Louis' middle and rests his chin of Louis' left shoulder. Louis jumped a bit, startled by Harry's sudden appearance. If it was anyone else, Louis would have freaked out and probably would have slipped into an anxiety attack.

"You scared me, Harry." Louis leans into him. Harry takes his right hand and signs 'sorry' on Louis' chest. Louis turns around in Harry's arms and looks at him. Harry loves that he can do this with Louis; that he can have his arms around Louis and he doesn't panic, most of the time. "It's fine."

'Your eyes are pretty.' Louis smiles as he goes up on his toes and wraps his arms around Harry's neck, hugging him. He releases his grip after about thirty seconds.