Mute [A One Direction Fanfic] -Amy's Adventures Book 2-

Chapter 6

~Harry's POV~

Over the past few days my friends have made it their goal to find 'whoever threatened me', which in turn has gotten many of our fans in on it. Now I'm not only worried for my friends, but innocent fans who are getting mixed up in the wrong business. If someone gets hurt because of me I'll never forgive myself. He said he'd kill them if I told, so what if someone finds out on their own? Will he still kill them? I could never live knowing that I was responsible for someone's death. But how could I warn anyone without saying anything I shouldn't?

An idea enters my mind, and I'm suddenly thankful for Amy teaching me to sign. You never realize how useful signing is until you can't talk. Oh...

I sit up from where I was lying on my bed and look around my room, mentally reminding myself to paint the walls a new color before walking out of the room. I walk down the hall a bit until I reach Liam's room, hesitantly knocking on the door. Liam wouldn't say anything, right? If anything, I definitely trust him the most, and he's probably the only one I can try this with.

"Oh, Harry? You want... to come in?" Liam asks, opening his door with a curious look on his face. I nod, waiting for him to walk back in before I follow him, sitting next to him on his bed. I look at Liam's wall for a while, just trying to convince myself that no one will be hurt if I do this.

"Don't say a word to anyone, or I will kill them and you."

"Don't say a word to anyone."

"Don't SAY a word."

He never said I couldn't sign, right?

"Harry, are you... okay?" Liam asks softly, putting a hand on my shoulder. I look him in the eyes and just shake my head, looking down at my hands. Here goes nothing.

'I'm scared.' I sign without a second thought. Liam doesn't make a sound, and when I look back up he's just smiling sympathetically.

"Harry, I know you're... scared. We all are, for... you. Will you tell me what the... person that hurt you said?" He asks carefully, obviously trying not to scare me away or something. Everyone's been treating me like a little kid recently.

'Don't say a word to anyone.' My hands move without a thought, telling Liam some of the words that have been running through my head since the day it happened. Liam nods, thinking hard about his words and what they have to do with my muteness.

"Good job finding a... loophole, Harry. Don't be scared, because... we aren't going anywhere. But did they say... what would happen if you said anything?" Liam questions. I gulp, hoping that signing this to him won't result in something bad.

'Don't say a word to anyone, or I will kill them and you.' I sign. Before Liam can reply someone bangs frantically on the door and I instinctively curl up and try to hide. Liam sighs and hugs me, telling whoever is at his door to come in. The door opens and Zayn walks in, stopping in his tracks when he sees me looking at him with wide eyes. Zayn  immediately figures out why I'm so scared and smiles nervously.

"Sorry, Harry. I didn't know you were in here." He apologizes. I wish he wouldn't do that, but it's not like I can do anything. Zayn doesn't even know sign language.

"Zayn, what is it?" Liam asks with his arms still wrapped around me.

"Um... Louis and Niall wanted to go out for dinner? Louis went to go get Harry but I guess he won't have much luck with that." Zayn says, shrugging. Just then, Louis appears in the doorway behind him, frowning.

"Has anyone seen Harry? He's not in his room." Louis looks around and his eyes land on me. "Never mind."

"Harry, want to go out... and eat?" Liam asks. I haven't left the house since the interview, so I guess this should be nice, right? I nod, and Liam and I stand up. "Let us both get... changed, and we'll meet you downstairs." Liam says. Zayn and Louis leave, heading downstairs to wherever Niall is waiting, and I walk back to my room, finally changing out of my pajamas.

~Liam's POV~

When we sit down in the restaurant, I find myself right next to Harry, with Amy on my other side. I quickly figure out what I want to eat, and while I wait for the waiter my thoughts keep turning back to Harry signing. It's reasonable, I guess, that if someone threatening tells you not to say a word to anyone or they'll kill you and your friends, you'll listen. And take what they say literally, not saying a single word. I wonder if the person who hurt Harry said what he said because he knew Harry would take it literally, or if it was an accident? All I know is that not only was Harry's life threatened, but so were the rest of our lives. Could Greg's friends be behind this?

"LIAM!!" Louis yells, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"What?" I ask, and Louis points to the waiter, who is waiting for me to order.

"Oh. I'll just have... spaghetti, please." I order, turning to Harry, who points to the lasagna. I order for him, and the waiter looks at Harry a bit weirdly before walking away. Harry, who saw the look, exhales and looks down, probably embarrassed.

"Harry, don't worry about it." Niall says, annoyed with the waiter.

When the waiter returns with our food, Harry looks down again, not wanting to see any other looks the waiter sends his way.

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"Would he like a refill?" The waiter asks, looking at Harry. Every time he comes back he acts like Harry is deaf, which is pretty funny considering someone at the table is deaf, and it definitely isn't Harry.

The waiter makes multiple comments, and I can see my sister getting more and more annoyed. But as soon as his last comment leaves his mouth, I know she's going to explode. "Is he deaf? Or just stupid?" The oblivious waiter asks. Harry's face turns bright red, Louis, Niall, and Zayn glare at the waiter, I put my arm over Harry's shoulder, and Amy stands up, glaring at the waiter with the most anger I think I've ever seen.

"Excuse me?" She asks, her voice full of sass that reminds me of Louis a few years back.

"I asked if he was deaf." The waiter says, stone-faced.

"Maybe you should check the internet and find out." Amy replies. Louis and Niall attempt to hold back their laughs, while Zayn, Harry, and I smile.

"Why would the internet care about some stupid deaf boy?" The waiter shoots back, quickly getting annoyed with my sassy little sister. Harry looks up and glares at him, and Amy grins.

"I don't know, possibly because he's in a famous band called One Direction? Have you heard of it?" She asks, putting a hand on her hip. How did I never realize she was that good at this?

"You mean that gay boyband? Didn't realize one of them was so stupid he can't even talk." The waiter says, smirking. The rest of us join Harry in glaring at the waiter, but Amy just smiles.

"What was that? Sorry, I couldn't hear you, it's just that I'm deaf." Amy says casually. The waiter's jaw drops. "Yeah, never judge someone before you know their story. And just because someone can't talk doesn't mean they're deaf. Because I'm sure I can talk pretty well." Amy finishes, smiling triumphantly. The waiter shakes his head and walks away, and Amy turns to the rest of us.

"Wow." Louis says simply, shocked.

"When did you get so sassy?" Niall asks, reading my mind. Amy laughs, looking at Louis.

"I learned from the best." She replies, grinning.

"Why thank you." Louis says, smiling back.

"But seriously, you just creamed him." Zayn comments. I hear a small sound and all of us turn to see Harry laughing quietly, but still noisily. He sees us looking at him and stops for a second, then he looks at Amy and starts laughing again. It doesn't take long for the rest of us to join in. I don't know about the others, but I'm ecstatic that Harry was laughing. It seems like such a small thing, but he used to laugh so much and he's barely smiled in the past few weeks, so for us this is huge.

We can get through this, I know it.