Mute Girl Part Two

“Liam has been a sweetheart. He supports me in every little thing and loves me more than anyone else. Although, I still have some healing to do, some fears to face, all of which Liam is there to get me through. I’m thinking of leaving for Cheshire. I mean what better place to face my fears? All my fears started there in the first place. The boys are coming with me. I swear they’ve stuck by me like glue. They won’t leave me alone unless it’s in the bathroom; Louis especially. He’s more worried than Liam is. It’s cute, really. It’s amazing the friends I’ve made.

I got accepted into London University and I am extremely excited. After we come back from Cheshire, the boys are going to help me move my things. They really don’t want me to go and were very stubborn about it. It was Zayn who convinced them that education was a must.

Niall has become a brother to me. He eats all my food though. Then again, it’s doing me good. I was thinking of cutting down a little bit. I’ve gone so fat.

That leaves Harry. He’s been acting very strange. As if he has some secret to hide. As if he wants something but can’t put it in words. I know the feeling much too well.

My nineteenth birthday just passed. It was amazing. The cake was beautiful, the presents even better. The boys really didn’t need to do so much really. They took me to the Moon Hill and had a moonlight picnic. The moon was huge from there.

Louis and Harry got me a brand new piano and banquet of carrots! Zayn got me a large amount of art supplies. Niall got me an amazing Yamaha guitar. Finally, Liam got me an adorable hand-made bracelet.” Patricia put her pen down and headed down the stairs.

She walked into the kitchen, only to be pelted with an egg, right on her nose. She looked up to see it was Liam who had thrown the egg. She could tell because he was blushing madly. It was definitely aimed at Louis who was standing near the door, laughing his bottoms off. What could he have possibly done to make Liam pick up an egg? Then I saw it. On the floor beside Louis’s leg sat a pack of spoons.

Patricia picked up the spoons and launched them at Liam before running up to her room to get changed. She smiled in satisfaction when she heard Liam scream.

She pulled open the closet and pulled out some white jeans and a casual hoodie that said ‘grumposaur. She laughed and went back downstairs where Liam was still screaming.

Patricia could hear the rest of them laughing; Zayn’s toddler giggle; Niall’s chicken cackle; Louis’s manic chortle and Harry’s cracking howl. All of them mixed in sync was like the evil witch and snow-white laughing with the dwarfs. Patricia laughed at the thought and headed back in the kitchen, grabbing Louis by the ear and grabbing Liam by the ear too.

“OW, OW, OW!” the both yelled.

“Clean it up.” I said, letting them go.

“Yes mom!” Louis grumbled. Patricia grabbed his ear again.

“Excuse me?” she demanded.

“Nothing! Nothing!” Louis quickly said.

“Sass queen.”

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Here you go. I TOLD YOU I WOULD WRITE THE SEQUEL. BUT!

You should thank @ZoeHaack because I would’ve taken forever to write this if it wasn’t for her.