Mute Girl (One Direction) [WATTY AWARDS, PLEASE VOTE AS YOU READ]

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Hi girls! Sorry I haven’t updated in AGES, but the laptop charger was broken, thankfully, though, our family friend let us borrow hers. We should all be thanking @RebbeccaCallagan

On a different note: OMG!!! 10,000 READS!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! NOT TO MENTION 100 FANS!! BIGGER AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

I’m going to put this in a third person POV from now on. It’s much less confusing then the changing POVs.

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That night Patricia, Autumn and the boys sat together, watching ‘Finding Nemo’.  The only two people actually watching the movie were Patricia and Liam. Harry was staring into space. He had a hunch that he knew Patricia. He just didn’t remember from where. It was eating him inside, making him feel incredibly annoyed.

Patricia yawned as the movie came to an end and the credits rolled by. ‘Finding Nemo’ had been her absolute favourite movie for as long as she could remember. Even if it was about fishes and was animated. It brought back memories of the good times.

“Tired?” Louis beside her asked, putting down his phone. Patricia silently shrugged. Louis jumped up from his seat.

“I know what we can do!” he yelled, making Patricia flinch. “We should, make Patricia a twitter!” Patricia turned her head to the side. Twitter? What was that? She had heard it, repeatedly, come out of other people’s mouths, but never really found out much about it.

“You don’t know what twitter is, do you?” Louis gasped. Patricia shook her head in response. Niall smiled at Patricia. He found it sweet that Patricia had no clue about Twitter. He didn’t know why. Maybe it was the fact that Patricia looked so innocent. So… angelic, that it made everyone smile, or maybe it was that Niall smiled at everything. Whatever the reason, it made him smile.

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Patricia smiled as Louis handed her his phone, with her brand new Twitter account open. Louis smiled just watching her.

He wondered, about Patricia sometimes. Like what could have happened to an angel of a girl that made her be so guarded. She lived a hard life that was for sure. Whose life wouldn’t be hard if they didn’t talk? There are a lot of judgemental people in this world. Everyone hates someone.

Even the band receives hate. Mostly from jealous boys, but hate is hate. It still hurts.

There was a lot of curiosity going through all the boys’ minds. All of it had something to do with Patricia. All thoughts were similar.

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The next morning, Patricia sneaked out, early in the morning to go to the park, dressed in an old white shirt and skinny jeans.

She walked on the soft grass, with her old beaten down high-tops. Patricia had always loved early morning walks, away from the fumes, the air not too cold, not too warm, it was great.

When she reached the duck pond, she stopped and stared at the ducks and swans. They were all pecking the grass and rocks on each side of the small pond, looking for food. She watched as they swam around in circles, quacking happily. Patricia watched them quietly, a small smile on her face.

“Fancy seeing you here,” a voice said behind her. She turned around to see Harry standing there. She turned her head, confused. Harry didn’t exactly look like someone who enjoyed watching the ducks.

Harry made his way up to Patricia, a cheeky smile on his features.

“I come here to feed them every morning,” Harry said, “I presume you come here to watch them?” Patricia nodded, a bigger smile playing at her lips. How did he know?

While Patricia and Harry watched the ducks, Louis yawned in his room. He picked up his phone to see five mentions, on twitter. He craned his neck confused, it was usually more.

Then realisation hit him as he remembered it was Patricia’s account was opened. He smiled; glad to know Patricia was so popular.

When he opened one of the mentions, he was gobsmacked. How could someone write about her like that?

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Hello again! Sorry about the late update. I know you must think I’m an horrible writer, but I wrote this all literally in half an hour.

Can I get 5 comments and 8 votes? Thank you!