Silent Life

3- Age: 18 years old

3- Age: 18 years old ll Louis Tomlinson

"Bye Louis. I hope you take care of yourself and don't get in trouble. I love you." Lizzie said as she waved me off.

I graduated school a year earlier than everyone else, and I was just waiting for the day I turn eightteen so I can move out on my own. I finished high school when I was seventeen because I had nothing else better to do than to study for tests and get my homework finished faster than others because, I didn't talk to anyone throughout high school.

"Louis, are you leaving right now?" she asks as she looks at me in confusion.

I was just standing there next to my car that Lizzie had gotten for me when I turned sixteen and passed my drivers test. I smiled over at Lizzie and walked over to her, giving her a hug and smiling even bigger when she hugs me back the same way. Pulling away and mouthing thank you to her, I walk back over to my car and get inside. I pull out of the driveway slowly while glancing back at Lizzie every so often. Waving to her one last time, I pull away onto the main road and drive away, afraid that if I look back, that I won't be able to leave.

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Clothes?

Check.

Dishes?

Check.

Sheets for the bed?

Check.

Shoes?

Check.

Food?

Check.

Utensils?

Check.

Furniture?

Check.

Myself?

Check.

Life?

Check.

Alright so I seem to have everything that I need to move in. I just need to get a job now so that I can afford to stay here. That's the only problem. So now I just need to get a job. How the hell am I supposed to get a job? I don't talk, and I refuse to for anyone.

I grabbed a few boxes and dragged them inside, making sure to be careful with the more fragile boxes. SO boxes have glasses in them, and I refused to hire movers because they are never careful with anything that they move. I have been moving boxes all day, and I refuse to stop until I get all of them where I want them to go. Walking into the kitchen with a box of dishes and food, I open it up and begin to put things where they are supposed to go.

I reached in the box and pulled out a box of Fruit Loops and looked at it with hunger written all over my face. I haven't eaten all day, but I have to finish putting things away. As I reach up to the top of the counter -well more like climbing on the top of the counter and forcing myself not to fall- and put the box away, there was a knock on the door startling me. I get up off the counter and walk over to the door and opened it.

"Hello there." a voice speaks.

Didn't even give me the chance of day to smile. Damn. I look at him and see that he had vibrant green eyes and curly brown hair. He had a few pimples here and there, but overall he was an attractive guy. His hair was pulled up into a hair-tie-headband-headsock kind of thing. I didn't know what to call it, or feel about it, but it's whatever. I wave back with a smile forming on my face. His smile was big and contagious and I didn't like that.

"How are you?" he asks, looking at me with his smile slightly dropping.

I nod to let him know that I am good, and my smile gets slightly bigger as he smiles again. He looks over my shoulder and nods then whispers to himself, then looks back at me. I raise an eyebrow looking at him in confusion but shaking it off when he sighs and then shoves something towards me. I jump back in shock but then relax when I see that it's just a cake. I take it from him, our hands slightly brushing, sending a chill through my body.

"I made it. Well not really. It was my mum that made it but, I mean I helped. I put the eggs and then I put the icing on it but it was mostly my mum-"

I held my hand up to him silently asking him to stop talking. He stopped talking, but it was even worse because he was blushing deeply and his smile never went away so I smiled with him. I hate him so much for making me smile, but it has to mean something that he can make me smile, because I don't smile on a regular basis like this. It's usually once every few months, but never this many times in a day.

"Your welcome. I hope you enjoy it, but I have to get back to my mum before she freaks out. Have a nice night umm."

He paused waiting for my name. My eyes widened and I walked over to the desk in the front hallway, motioning him over telling him to follow me. He follows like I asked and waitied for me. I open the drawer, pulling out my nametag from my old job, showing him my name. He looks down at it and smiles.

"Have a nice night Louis." He says pronouncing the 's' in my name.

I smiled and then grabbed a sheet of paper, writing my name down and then putting a line through the god forsaken 's' and then pointing to it. He looks at it and nods.

"So the 's' on your name is silent?" He asks looking me in the eyes.

I nod, smiling.

"Well my apologies Louis with a silent 's'. I will make sure to get it right the next time we meet." He smiles as he walks off the porch. But before he got to his house, he looks back over at me and shouts:

"My name is Harry by the way!" He smiles at the end.

I nod and hold up a thumbs up letting him know I got it. He walked in the house with a giant smile on his face while shaking his head, as well as I did the same thing. I put the cake on the table and smiled even bigger, biting my lip without knowing.

I think I made a new friend. And I don't think he cares if I can or can't talk.

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Hey there, okay so I couldnt wait to update. Harry is finally here, even thought it's only three chapters in. But I just wanted to say thank you for all of the support and comments already. I know it may not seem like much to most people, but to me it means the world. I hope you guys enjoy chapter three, and four should be coming Wednesday, or Tuesday if I reallyy can't wait. I'm not the one to stick to deadlines, they usually get done earlier, and I can't wait to update.

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