Zayn and Niall were still seated in the small booth. Earlier, Zayn and Niall had ordered a meal that I don't quite fully remember the name of, and they were currently eating it at the moment.
I, on the other hand, was busy clearing up a few now-empty-tables by picking up the food covered silverware, the crumb filled plates, and the half empty glass cups.
I took them inside the diner's kitchen and set them down on the counter by the sink. Before I started washing them up, I slipped on some yellow rubber gloves to cover up my hands from getting them wet. One by one, I finished washing up all the plates, cups, and silverware, and placed them on their assigned shelves after drying each of them up.
As soon as I was finished with my work in the kitchen, I went back to the front of the diner and grabbed my notepad and pen, and looked around for any new costumers. My eyes drifted off around the room, only to be stopped by the familiar booth that Zayn and Niall were still seated, but this time, with the accompany of Louis refilling their cups of tea. Niall notices me staring at their direction and he gives me a small smile and a wave, causing me to smile as well and wave back.
It seems to me that's all Niall and I ever do.
After about a minute of waiting for any new costumers to walk in the diner and sharing small glances with Niall every-so-often, I get the sudden urgency of needing to go to the loo.
I walk my way towards the sign that held a bold figure without a dress and I push open the door to the three stalled area and quickly make my way towards the first one.
As soon as I'm done with my business, I walk towards the sink and plop foam soap on my palms and wash them off with water.
As I start to dry off my hands under the dryer, a light tap on my shoulder causes a tiny shiver to run up my spine.
I turn my body around and look over to reveal that it was Niall, who had tapped my shoulder. His eyes come in contact with mine, and he smiles. The same smile he had given Liam earlier; the smile where he showed off his braced teeth. The smile itself, caused my lips to form into a huge grin. Niall then slowly placed a light object in my hands, his charming blue eyes never leaving my green ones. As I took hold of the object, Niall leaned in closer to my face, tip-toing a bit, and his lips softly came in contact with my cheek; the small peck lasted for a short second before he quickly pulled away. His cheeks flushed a dark shade of red and his eyes shyly gazed over to the floor, then back up to meet mine. He gave me one last short wave before exiting out the restroom.
I was in complete shock. My right hand palmed the cheek that Niall had just pecked, and I smiled to myself. The feeling of pure bliss formed throughout my body. And soon enough, I could feel my face inching in heat.
I look down at the object in my hand and it had turned out Niall hadn't given me just anything, he gave me a book titled 'The Everything Sign Language Book' I stared at the book with a small smile; my cheeks still recovering from the small incident that had just happened.
I noticed a small piece of folded paper hanging from between two pages and I slowly pulled it out. I'm not sure if the note was meant for me or if it was misplaced, but curiosity got the best of me, and I opened it up to reveal a scribbled note that read:
Hi Harry. It's okay if you're reading this because I know that you're probably wondering if this was meant for you or not. It is. I purposely placed this note hanging out so you could have a better chance of seeing it.
This is my book of sign language that my mom had bought me when she first found out I was deaf. Everything I know about signing is in here. By the look on your face when you first saw me signing with Zayn, I could obviously point out that you didn't understand what I had just done. So, I decided to give you this book to help. I mean, only if you want to, of course. I'm not making you read or do something you don't want to.
If you do decide to read this book, then I look forward to 'talking' with you.
P.s *phone number* - just if you ever need to.
Niall Horan.
I re-read Niall's letter for over almost twenty times. The huge grin on my face getting bigger by the minute.
Then, I realize that I've probably been inside the restroom for almost about thirty minutes and I'm not even sure if Niall is still here.
I quickly stick the note back inside the book before walking out the restroom. A hint of disappointment floods through me when my eyes travel to Niall's and Zayn's booth, only to be occupied by another group of people.
A loud sigh escapes my lips. I look down at the book in my hand once more, and I half smile. I need to start learning how to sign. And fast.
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Last chapter sucked, so here's this one.
I don't know, I'm just quite proud of this chappy. It's sucky but eh. Well, idek if it is, I think everything sucks, whoops.
Was there any mistakes? Last chapter had a bunch and I had to keep editing it over and over!
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-Karlaa'
