Mute **ON HOLD**

Apryl has never spoken a word ever since her family died in a tragic house fire. Will One Direction's loudest member get her to talk?


10. People are cruel

Apryl's POV

My head snapped up meeting the most beautiful blue eyes i've ever seen. I quickly wiped my tears away quietly sniffling, not wanting this beautiful boy to see me cry. I brushed my hair out of my face and shrugged looking away from his mesmorizing eyes. "You are crying." He confirmed climbing up to sit next to me on the platform.

I looked over at him, the dim street lights illuminating the features of his perfect face. His blue orbs sparkled, his skin glowing. I didn't notice I was staring until I saw his concerned face turn into a smile. Oh god his smile. It was like the whole entire world just lit up and there was no such thing as darkness anymore.

"I'm Louis." He chuckled. I smiled. Louis. That name fits him. I slipped my phone out of my pocket quickly unlocking it before tapping on the notepad button.

I'm Apryl

I typed. He smiled as I showed him the screen. "Why'd you type it?" He asked his eyebrows srunched together in confusion. I sighed before typing,

I don't talk

Wow, I sound pathetic.

His smile faded as he read my message. "Why not?" He asked. I bit my lip noticing his concerned expression. I'd give anything to see his smile again. He must have noticed I wasn't comfortable talking, or, typing about the situation because he quickly added, "You don't have to tell me if you don't want to."

I smiled a small smile, a gesture he reciprocated. "Why were you crying?" He asked his smile fading again. I sighed and went to start typing but his hand quickly flew over mine to stop me. "Nevermind, you don't have to tell me. I'm sorry, i'm asking a lot of questions." He apologized.

I shook my head. It's fine:) I smiled causing him to grin again.

I'm just not having a good day I guess. People are cruel.

Confusion crossed his eyes as he read the words on my phone screen. "What?" I shrugged looking down, not wanting to meet his sorrowful eyes. "Do you get...bullied?" He asked whispering the last word. I tensed up a bit, wanting to seem strong. I hate it when people gave me sympathy. I hate it.

I shrugged not typing anything. "Why?" He breathed. "There's no reason for you to be bullied. There's no reason for anyone to be bullied." He said. "I don't understand." he whispered.

My guess is just as good as yours

He sighed. "I'm sorry."

I shook my head.

It's not your fault, you're actually making it better

I smiled showing him the screen. I looked up at him, the small light from my phone lighting up his face as he grinned. His eyes locked on mine for a moment and I felt like everything stopped. Time froze. His eyes were gorgeous. I could stare into his eyes for days and never get bored.

*Scooby-dooby-dooo! He he he he!*

I bit my lip as my phone went off snapping me out of my trance. "Scooby doo?" Louis chuckled. I bit my lip and nodded my cheeks flushed. I glanced down at the screen.

From: Amanda

Matthew woke up!!

I gasped my hand flying to my mouth. I re-read the text over and over again. Matthew woke up. He's okay! "What is it?" Louis asked curiously. I grinned looking up at him then quickly switching back to the notepad.

My foster dad was in a coma, but he just woke up!

His face fell as he read the first part, then his face broke out into a huge grin. "That's great! What happened to him?"

He asks a lot of questions, but I don't blame him. I'm not very easy to figure out.

He was in a car crash, but I should probably leave now :( It was great meeting you! :)

He smiled sadly at me and nodded. "I hope everything goes okay with your dad." He smiled. I cringed. Matthew was not my dad. I quickly smiled. He didn't know what had happened.

I shuffled to my feet, Louis following my movements. "Wait." He stopped me by grabbing my wrist and turning me around to face him. "Can I get your number?" He asked biting his lip. I smiled and nodded handing him my phone while he handed me his.

I typed in my number saving my number in his phone before handing him his phone back. I smiled once I saw what he saved his number under. Louis the 'Tommo' Tomlinson :)

"Text me if you need anything." He smiled. I nodded smiling back. He climbed down the stairs before helping me down after him. "Bye love, i'll see you around." He smiled. I waved blushing slightly at his use of the word 'love'.


I sprinted through the hospital searching for Matt's room number. I burst through the door a huge grin on my face. "Apryl!" Matt smiled. I slowly advanced towards the end of the bed he was lying in. Not much in his appearance had changed, just that he wasn't as pale. He had cuts and bruises covering his entire body.

I looked around the room my eyes landing on my small white board sitting on one of those stupid hospital chairs. I grabbed the board and my blue dry erase marker.

I was so worried about you! How are you feeling?

He smiled. "Like crap. But i'll get through it." He chuckled. I smiled sadly and nodded.

I watched as Matt reached over taking Amanda's hand in his, squeezing gently. Their love for each other was so strong. I wish for a love like that one day. You can just feel the electricity in the air when you're in the same room as the two of them. You'd have to blind to not see how much they care for each other.

I sat on the chair next to Amanda, listening in on their conversation. It was times like these when I actually wished I could speak.

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