Sign Langauge Love (Deaf!AU BoyxBoy 1D fanfic)

Sign Language Love is a Larry Stylinson fanfiction, with a hint of Niam Horayne. :)

This is a Deaf!AU, hope you enjoy I worked very hard on this.

___________Louis's P.O.V.__________

I opened my eyes to see my mother shaking me awake, while signing that today was my day at a new school, as if I did not already know that. I was deaf since the day I was born and up until recently I went to a special deaf school, but this was my senior year. I wanted to go to a real school, with much persuading on my behalf, my mother agreed. We packed up my four sisters and our house, moving to not so sunny London , which held the only school that was allowing me to attend without an interrupter. I was not completely dead, I could hear some sounds but it all sounded like it was under water, so my hearing aids helped. My mother shook my again, thinking that I had fallen back to sleep, I quickly signed her that I was up in an annoyed manner. I climbed out from under my warn covers as my mum went on her way to wake up my other siblings, once I was dressed in a usual outfit for me ( which consisted of red skinny jeans, a black button up shirt, a pair of white braces and my worn out TOMS). I brushed my teeth and ran some hair wax through my hair, before I went down stairs to sit with my sisters, all of whom can hear.

I ate my breakfast slowly, trying to keep up with reading my little sisters' as they spoke excitedly about starting at a new school. I answered them using my voice because they were too young to learn and understand signing, I preferred signing. I grabbed my keys to Volkswagen bus, that was orange and white, and headed if in the direction of my school. I pulled in front of an old brick building, with a bunch of cars parked in the front of it, teenagers hanging out in the grassy quad area in the front of the school. I parked next to a black SUV, grabbing my pack back and walking towards the doors. The office was easy enough to find, the lady sitting at the front desk knew how to sign, she handed me my schedule and sent me in the general direction of my locker. I sent her the 'Thank You' sign before walking out the door into the sea of students standing by their lockers with their friends. I was too months late starting at this school, by this point everyone had already made friends and were settled into their groups, but I wasn't really interested in interacting with the other students. I wanted the experience of just being here, knowing that I can coincide with normal hearing people, for future job options. I skipped going to my locker, seeing the fact that it empty, instead heading towards my first period class and that is the first time I ever saw him. He had wild curly brown hair, bright shining green eyes, and dimples; he was he essence of beauty in one body. He was sitting on one of the desk talking to a dark skinned guy, who also had dark hair styled in a quiff and was laughing. The teacher stood up greeting me, saying how excited she was to meet 'someone likes me', by which she meant someone deaf. "Thank you." I said aloud using my voice, causing a few heads to turn and look at me weirdly. I only used my voice with my little sisters, I was never worried about what it sounded like, until now when the curly haired man looking at me. The teacher, Ms. Flack, proceeded to tell the class that I was a new student and I was deaf, never once did she tell them my name. I took a seat in the back of the room, turning my hearing aids up as loud as they would go before I pulled out a notebook and a pen. I felt a tap on my shoulder as I looked up into a pair of hazel eyes, with a boy around them smiling at me.

'My name is L-I-A-M.' The boy signed to me, allowing a small smile to play on my lips. 'I did not catch your name?' He drew a question mark in the air once he was done signing, it was swirly and made me chuckle.

'L-O-U-I-S, you say it like L-O-U-I-E.' I signed back at him, allowing my teeth to show as I glanced to see more students walking into the room still. 'How do you know sign?'

'One of my nieces is deaf, my sisters made me learn.' He signed, before he sat in the seat next to me, pulling out what he would need for class. 'Can I see your schedule?' I handed it to him; Ms. Flack walked up and placed an English text book on my desk before she walked away again.