seriously that's all i could hear

not that I don’t love larry questions because i do but i just wish sometimes that they would just ask him about louis normally like, “hey bty is coming out the same day as dunkirk are you excited to hear it ? have you heard it already ?” idk like i think its kinda strange that they only ask about louis in a jokey “oh fans think blah blah blah” way STILL as if they dont have anything to connect harry to louis except via fan theories like about sweet creature or the hand thing when thats not true they are both releasing big projects this friday and they could be mentioned normally if they really wanted to, the fan stuff to bring up larry is cool like that doesn’t bother me we get used for this shit all the time i just wish i could hear them talk about eachother like seriously like i would’ve loved hearing harry talking about how he heard the song already or how he was excited to hear it this Friday just like i would love to know what song is louis fave from harrys album or hear him talk excitedly about Dunkirk - i rather have that then have them squirm around some random fan larry question … but i guess that’s just me lol.

You get sick||Why don't we||Preference two♡

Summary:They take care of you while your sick♡

Warnings: None

Word Count: 2126

Jonah Marais- When Jonah woke up at 3:30am on a Friday morning to the sound of you puking he got up instantly, running to the bathroom and pulling your hair back as he sat down next to you and rubbing your back with a wash cloth ready to wipe your mouth when you were done.

By the time you had finished emptying your stomach you looked up at your boyfriend of 8 months with tears in your eyes, you had never experienced stomach pain so bad in your life.

“Come here princess"Jonah said opening his arms as he leaned against the wall of your bathroom. You crawled into his arms, resting your head on his chest while his arms wrapped around your waist.

After a while of sitting there and your tears and pain didn’t stop Jonah whispered ‘hold on’ and picked you up as you wrapped your legs around his waist and his hand found a place on your bum. Unsure of what he was doing but having full trust in him, you buried your head farther into his neck as you felt him walk down the stairs and into the kitchen. Jonah turned on the lights before setting you down on the kitchen Island and going to the medicine cupboard to find the tums and some flu meds. You hadn’t been feeling well since the two of had gotten home from the Fancy dinner Jonah had taken you out hours before.

"You think you have food poisoning baby?” Jonah asked handing you a cup off water and some advil and placing the tums on the counter next to you and standing between your legs.

“Mhm” You sighed placing your throbbing head back on his chest.

“I just wanna go to sleep” You whispered as Jonah placed a kiss on your head before picking you back up and bringing you back up to the room you shared where you two cuddled while he sung you back to sleep and when you woke up the next morning you felt better and it was all thanks to your amazing boyfriend Jonah.

Daniel Seavey- When Daniel and the boys got back from the studio to the house you and the boys shared he was confused when he didn’t see you up and about like you normally did. When Daniel walked into the two you two shared and saw the tissues all over the bed and your head under the covers he knew it meant only one thing-you were sick.

“Baby why didn’t you call me at the studio? I would have come home and I would have brought soup” He asked shuffling over to the bed as you let out a groan and removed the duvet from your head to expose your horrible bed head and red nose as Daniel let out a chuckle as he took a look at his girlfriend.

“I didn’t wanna bug you baby, your working so hard on the new *sneeze* album and I didn’t want to interrupt you” You sniffled as he crawled into bed with you and pulled you into his arms.

“What have I told you? Day or night if you need me just call me and Ill be there” He said causing a sick chuckle to fall from your lips.

“Hot boy quotes himself to me. is it wrong if that makes me love you more?” You asked causing a large laugh to now fall from his lips, it was like music to your ears. It even made you feel a little better but that was until a huge coffee attack came and then Daniel got up causing a cry to come from you. He had been gone for 6 hours and all you wanted to do was nap with him.

“Ill be back, I’m going to get you cold meds and your favourite soup” He smiled before bending down and placing a kiss on your extremely warm forehead causing his eyes to go wide.

“Baby your burning up?!” He exclaimed before running into the shared bathroom you two had and got a face cloth from the drawer and soaked it in some cool water before coming back into the room and placing it on your face.

“Cheesy Potato Bacon for Tims right?!” Your horsed called out before he opened the door to your room.

“I wouldn’t dream about getting you any other kind of soup dear” he called out before closing the door behind him causing a tired smile to fall on your face before you closed your eyes and fell back asleep until Danny came back.

Jack Avery- Rolling over you let a huge groan as every bone in your body ached but you heard your phone go off playing something different and right away you knew it was Jack calling and if you had ignored it he would have started to worry. Picking up your phone that laid on Jacks side of the bed you slid the answer button to the FaceTime call and waited for his face to pop up.

“Hey babygir- you don’t look so good, are you okay?” He asked, worry completely filling his face as he looked at you.

“Just a flu I think, I feel like shit but ill be fine” You told him, trying your best to give him the 'don’t worry’ smile but today it wasn’t feeling well.

“Jonah give me your phone for a second” He called turning his face away from the phone causing you to assume Jonah was the boy sitting next to him.

You watched as he started typing on Jonahs phone and then looked up at you with a smile.

“How much do you love me?” He asked as he handed Jonah back his phone.

“With my whole heart you goof and you know that, why?” You asked with a tired chuckle, closing your eyes for a moment as dizziness took over your whole body. Fucking colds.

“Well since we are in New York and Im not there to take care of you and we both know you don’t take care of yourself when your sick Ive got Logan bringing over the flu meds that don’t make you loopy and your favourite food from Panera” He said causing a smile to fall on your face, a huge one. Jack was always doing cute things like this, he was always finding some way to take care of you and show you he loves you, he was amazing.

“I love you noodles, so much” you whispered before feeling tiredness fall back on you.

“Get some more rest baby, Logan has a key. I love you princess” He whispered, you felt chills down your spine as it almost felt like he was right there with you, the last thing you hear was the call end, but not without Jack saying that he loves you once more.

That might before he went to bed he sent you a text making sure you had eaten and taken some meds, no one had ever cared for you as much as him.

Zach Herron- You, Zach and the boys had gone on a small vacation just a few hours away from the city to a beautiful beach house that was absolutely breath taking, you had been there for about 3 days out of the two weeks you guys were planning to stay there when you started getting horribly sick. You were puking and coughing like crazy and Zach hadn’t left your side since it had started happening.

“How you feeling baby?” He asked as you laid with your head on his chest and his fingers playing with hair trying to do anything to make the pain go away.

“Can I have some more advil?” You croaked, your throat in extreme pain from puking and coughing so much.

“Not yet princess but soon, Daniel should be back with your food and actually cold meds for you” He whispered placing a kiss on your forehead.

“Im not hungry” You whispered, snuggling your head deeper into his chest.

“Y/n baby, you gotta eat something. Its almost been twenty four hours and thats extremely unhealthy baby” He said, you could hear the seriousness in his voice, Truthfully Zach had never been so worried about you, all the boys were telling him that it was just a flu or a bug and that You’d be fine but every time he followed you into the bathroom to hold your hair back he felt his heart break even more. Zach had horrible anxiety and always worried that normal things were something so much worse, such as a flu being cancer. He couldn’t help but worry about the love of his life.

“Zach baby, its just a bug okay? I will be fine in a few days but yes, Ill eat something if it will make you feel any better. I just feel bad that this is how your spending your vacation” You frowned, placing a kiss on his lower shoulder.

“I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else than here taking care of you princess, I love you” He told you, kissing your forehead for the millionth time because he knew it relaxed your body.

Corbyn Besson- You woke up on your couch from a nap to pounding on your door. Sitting up quickly as you had been startled you looked around to see the sun had gone down and you were sweating like crazy.

Walking Dizzly to the door you opened it to see a worry Corbyn at the other end of the door.

“Y/n are you okay?! Ive been calling you for the last hour and No one has heard from you since two” He said as you stood out of the way so he could walk into your apartment.

“I um-What time is it?” You asked confused as you shut the heavy brown apartment door and looking at him confused.

“Its almost 11pm, Ive been so worried about you baby” Your blonde boyfriend of three months whispered walking closer to you and pulling you closer as he put his hands on your hip.

“I um- f-fell asleep. Im not feeling so well” You whispered closing your eyes making Corbyns whole face drain with worry, he had never seen you like this before. Placing his hands on your forehead his eyes almost popped out of head.

“Baby, your burning up! You need a cool shower, Ill try and find something for you to take while your in there” He said rushing you towards the bathroom.

“Corbyn I don’t think I can stand. Im extremely dizzy” You whispered, you could hardly keep your eyes open, everything was blurry.

Corbyn was officially freaking out now, he had never been so worried about you in his whole life.

“Wheres your Advil baby? We gotta break the fever?” He asked sitting you down on your couch, you directed him to the bathroom cabinet filled with different things and he came back with a bottle of pills and a cup of water.

After you had taken the pills Corbyn picked you up and brought you to the bathroom before turning on the shower and he turned to you.

“Im gonna help you into the shower okay? I know we still aren’t 100% in that place yet and you know I respect that but baby this fever is extremely high and a shower is the only way I know how to bring it down” he told you, if you weren’t sick and on the verge of passing out you were almost positive you would have told him you loved him right there and then.

Since you and Corbyn had started dating he had done amazing and beautiful things like this, he had made you feel respected and love and cared for without even trying. He was an over all amazing human being.

Stripping you down into nothing but your underwear he brought you into the shower where the not too cold but not too warm water either and sat with you at the bottom of the bath with you in-between his legs. Placing kisses on your wet head as he whispered sweet nothings in your ear.

You started feeling better after about half an hour later and Corbyn helped you get out and dried you off before bringing you in your room to get changed. Putting his hoodie on you before finding Pj shorts in your bottom drawer and helping you slip them on.

After tucking you into bed he placed a kiss on your forehead and waited until he thought you were asleep before he got off the chair in the corner of your room and headed towards the door.

“Please stay” you whispered before he could leave. You just wanted him, he made you feel better, he made you feel safe and when you were sick that was all you ever needed. He was all you ever needed.

Rereading Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince: Chapter Fourteen - Felix Felicis

- okay so i know ive already said this but like why the fuck doesnt dumbledore just let ron and hermione come to these little meetings with harry??? we would save SO much time if harry didnt have to repeat literally everything they talked about to them

- can we all agree that herbology is scary af? ok cool

“Why don’t you try hooking up with McLaggen, then Slughorn can make you King and Queen Slug -”
“We’re allowed to bring guests,” said Hermione, who for some reason had turned a bright scarlet, “and I was going to ask you to come, but if you think it’s stupid then I won’t bother!”
Harry suddenly wished the pod had flown a little farther, so that he need not have been sitting here with the pair of them. Unnoticed by either, he seized the bowl that contained the pod and began to try and open it by the noisiest and most energetic means he could think of; unfortunately, he could still hear every word of their conversation. 

i am harry and harry is me. also the HORMONES YALL. 

“You were going to ask me?” asked Ron, in a completely different voice.
“Yes,” said Hermione angrily. “But obviously if you’d rather I hooked up with McLaggen…”
There was a pause while Harry continued to pound the resilient pod with a trowel.
“No, I wouldn’t,” said Ron, in a very quiet voice.
Harry missed the pod, hit the bowl, and shattered it. 

socially awkward harry is my favorite. sidenote: i am romione trash and am living for this

- brb as i go cry over the fact that harry is worried their relationship is going to ruin the trio. hes literally so cute i just want to hug him and tell him everythings going to be ok!!!!!

There was much muttering in the common room about the fact that Harry had now chosen two of his classmates for the team. As Harry had endured much worse muttering than this in his school career, he was not particularly bothered

HAHA. rumors that harry is biased about who gets to be on the quidditch team beats rumors that hes the heir of slythering and wants to kill all muggle borns, i guess.

- someone PLEASE tell me where this whole ‘harry likes ginny’ plot came from because it feels super random. like they’ve hardly had any type of relationship in the past and now harry sees her kissing dean and hes like OH MY GOD I WANT TO MURDER DEAN and its like ok pump the brakes dude

“It is none of your business who I go out with or what I do with them, Ron-”
“Yeah, it is!” said Ron, just as angrily. “D’you think I want people saying my sister’s a -”
“A what?” shouted Ginny, drawing her wand. “A what, exactly?”

hot DAMN as much as i love ron…he done fucked up. NOT KEWL TO SLUT SHAME RONALD

“Harry’s snogged Cho Chang!” shouted Ginny, who sounded close to tears now. “And Hermione snogged Viktor Krum, it’s only you who acts like it’s something disgusting, Ron, and that’s because you’ve got about as much experience as a twelve-year-old!”

HOLY SHIT like ya ron was out of line but damn girl. low blow. 

- my heart hurts bc ron just asked harry if he thinks hermione really did hook up with krum. and harry is a horrible liar. 

- OK SERIOUSLY this harryxginny thing went from 0 to 100 in about 2 pages. he went from being like ‘huh thats weird that im mad dean is kissing ginny’ to being like ‘im in love with ginny but i wont risk my friendship with ron’ like????? am i crazy or????

- rons low self-esteem this chapter is really bumming me out. just know that I love you bb

Amidst all the yelling and clapping Harry could distinctly hear the roar of Luna Lovegood’s famous lion-topped hat.

my hearts swooning i want this hat SO fucking bad

- FUCKING ZACHARIAS SMITH IS THE COMMENTATOR? oh HELL no. god damn i really do not remember anything in this book lol this isn’t even like a reread this feels like a first read

“Shall…shall we go up to the party, then?”
“You go!” said Hermione, blinking back tears. “I’m sick of Ron at the moment, I don’t know what I’m supposed to have done…”

UNFORGIVABLE making my girl hermione cry. also the only thing she did to ron was just get fweaky with a hot famous quidditch player and i gotta say, i cannot blame her for that.

There, in full view of the whole room, stood Ron wrapped so closely around Lavender Brown it was hard to tell whose hands were whose.
“It looks like he’s eating her face, doesn’t it?” said Ginny dispassionately. “But I supposed he’s got to refine his technique somehow.

oh NO.  i can’t watch yall.

She was sitting on the teacher’s desk, alone except for a small ring of twittering yellow birds circling her head, which she had clearly just conjured out of midair. Harry could not help admiring her spellwork at a time like this.

why is this so fucking beautifully written?

“Gerremoffme!” he yelled, but with one last look of vindictive fury, Hermione wrenched open the door and disappeared through it. Harry thought he heard a sob before it slammed. 


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anonymous asked:

I'm an INTP, and I need some help. How can I comfort people when they're seriously upset? Last time my friend was rlly miserable, I found it totally impossible to console them (without feeling fake as hell) and all I could do was shoot them logical solutions and advice - and whilst that's useful and everything, it probably wasn't what they wanted to hear, or at least they wanted more from me.

How to comfort people

It really depends on the person. You’ll know what kind of support each person needs as you get to know them and observe. Here are some examples:

My ESFJ friend just wants to be able to rant and listened to, and for me to side with her to show that she still has some support in her life. She doesn’t want someone to point out when she’s being irrational - she usually realizes that herself after she gets to rant and process her thoughts as they’re pouring out.

The ENTJ definitely doesn’t want any back patting. When he’s stressed out from work or dealing with uninspiring people, he tends to go into the inferior Fi grip. He would need me to be logical and tell him how irrational his thinking is right now (exactly in these words). It always help to logically analyze how situations could go for him, and tell him what he should be focusing on.

My INTJ best friend also wants similar logical analysis, but definitely not in person. If you try to ask questions in person when he’s upset, he’d either avoid them or let out an angry rant. He has a much easier time pouring his thoughts out through texts. We’d be chatting for a lot time during these times. He’d usually know all the answers already, but just need confirmation from a second reliable source.

Another ESFP friend, who usually has relationship problems, just wants to hear that you know she’s a strong person, that you know she already knows what’s best for her (she does). But she just needs encouragement from a friend to give her the courage to stand up for herself and make a change. Some logical steps on what to do are usually appreciated, after you already make her feel supported.

As you can see, there are no “stock” responses. It doesn’t help anyone to be fake and indulge in someone’s victim mode by saying “Aww poor you! Don’t worry, everything will get better!!!”

Another import tip: If you don’t know what the person needs, just ask them! Say, “I really want to help you, but I don’t know how. Tell me how I can make you feel better right now.” This usually works, and it shows that you do care. Some people might not know exactly what they need at the moment, but they will come back around to tell you.

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how dazai got kicked out of the port mafia

Mori: *explaining what happened to the boss* he succumbed to illness

Dazai: yeah, worst case of stabbed-in-the-neck-itis I’ve ever seen. 

Mori: *glares at dazai* ANYway, he wrote a will proclaiming im the new boss of the port mafia. He told me this in his final breath

Dazai: of course, it was a bit hard to hear exactly what he was saying. His words were kinda muffled due to the scalpel pressing down on his throat and all that. Mori-san must have good hearing, because all I could make out were some vague choking noises and a scream of agony

Mori: … you’re kicked out of the port mafia

Dazai: thats fair

no but girls that dont like phil dont make sense to me, like look at this man

seriously he is like a freaking confused kid he’s just adorable

and i mean how can you resist that face, he just looks really happy and his eyes are really pretty here????? and look at that smile dont tell me thats not the cutest thing ever

and i mean you cant even hear him laughing here but his laugh is gorgeous ayy?

and even when he’s not laughing he’s still ridiculously cute

and like no joke but


nobody said you could be this cute and sexy at the same time

all i wanted to say is that phil is amazing and idk what youre doing with your life if you only like dan and not phil but basically just enjoy this pretty man’s laugh and you should subscribe to him if you’re not because he’s almost to 2mil

haha, byeeee

(look at fetus phil, so kawaii)

deaf Michael part 2

**not my picture**

alright so this is unedited (no surprise there) and i wrote it in over like 3 days so if its confusing… sorry.  if it sucks… sorry. and yeah OH AND I HAVE NO IDEA HOW TO PUT THE ‘READ MORE’ THING IN WITH THIS NEW UPDATE SO IF ANYONE WANTS TO HMU THATD BE GR8

part 1

part 3


request? yes

word count: 2242


you- so you’re not aloud to live by yourself??

you asked, flabbergasted at the extreme heights of protectiveness his friends went for him

M- nope. i live with my three best friends.  Calum, Luke, and Ashton.  They’re kind of annoying sometimes even if i cant hear them.  

you smiled looking over at the boy that you’d met two weeks ago.  You and Michael had gone out the first time two days after you started texting, and then again the next day and then again two days after.  It switched on and off from a friend date and a date date.  You had both admitted you had feelings for one another but hadn’t seen the trouble it was worth to take on a relationship right now.  

you- can i meet them?

Michael frowned, looking up at you taking a sip from your hot chocolate.  He shook his head, making you crease your eyebrows.  you typed back

you- what? why not?

Michael mentally sighed, looking at you for a few more seconds than usual.

M- because you’re pretty

you blushed, stopping yourself as you saw him continue to type

M- and they bring home a lot of girls
M- because they can actually talk to them
M- … and do other things i cant

this time you rolled your eyes, sending him a playful scowl

you- Michael i’m pretty sure your hearing has nothing to do with your “game” or ability to sexually pleasure someone

he blushed

you- and incase i haven’t already told you this, i kinda like you and I’m pretty sure that some guys that live with you aren’t going to change that, you loser
you- plus guys who can hear are wayyyyy overrated

you winked and he tossed a piece of scratch paper at you, laughing lightly under his breath.  

M- fine i guess you can meet them but don’t ooogle at them and like do stuff with them because i kinda like you too and that would kinda suck if you did do stuff with them

You smiled, leaning over and kissing the corner of his mouth.  you leaned back, watching him look down at his lap, attempting to cover his obvious blush.  

* * * * *

Naturally, you swung your intertwined hands back and forth, walking up the stairs of Michaels apartment complex.  Michael invited you over to watch movies and finally meet the guys. You were a little nervous to be honest.  You and Michael had only known each other for 3 weeks now and had only just started being more boyfriend/girlfriend like then friend like.  Neither of you have comforted it but you both knew that it would probably happen eventually.  Michael led the way to his apartment, dropping your hand to dig in his pocket.  He pulled out his key, unlocking the door and grabbing your hand once again.  You flinched at the sudden yells of anger coming from the home and ,not coming to a shock, Michael didn’t even move his eyes, happily dragging you through the hall and into another room.  Your eyes widened at the enormous television mounted on the wall and a black leather couch, filling the whole room.  A boy with messy black hair tilted his head towards the both of you.  Michael waved and the boy paused the game of Fifa.  He stood up walking towards you.  “hi I’m Calum, Michael has told me a lot about you” you smiled grabbing his hand and shaking it.  “oh well all good things i hope, I’m (y/n)” the boy laughs nodding “well he might not be able to hear but i think he forgets that we can here him moaning your name at 2 in the morning” your eyes widen, a blush covering your face.  He winks, signing something to Michael.  Flustered by whatever he was just told, Michael began tugging you out of the room.  “it was nice meeting you (y/n)” you yell a ‘you too’ stumbling behind the tall boy pulling at your hand.  He led you to a door with pounding music coming from inside.  He knocked twice entering the room, knowing that he couldn’t exactly get acknowledgment to enter.  A sweaty boy glances at the two of you before stopping the music and jumping off the treadmill.  You could feel Michael tense up on your hand, hoping you wouldn’t “ooogle” at his friend.  You had to bite your lip from laughing.  The floppy haired boy signs to Michael and he nods.  “hello I’m Ashton” he flashes you a bright smile in which you return.  “I’m (y/n), Michaels um- friend” he giggles. nodding his head.  “well sorry for being all sweaty the first time you meet me, Michael said you were pretty but i didn’t think he meant model status” you almost choke on your own spit, laughing at the fact that he used ‘model status’ in a sentence.  Michael frowns signing at Ashton.  Ashton shakes his head waving his hand.  You stop laughing telling Ashton that it was nice to meet him.  Michael pulls out his phone texting you

M- what did he say to you?

you roll your eyes, smirking and typing back

you- he said once Michael falls asleep you should come in here and I’ll bang you all the way to Beijing. what do you think he said

Michael frowns not thinking your joke was very funny but nevertheless, pulling you down to another room.  After he told you that his other roommate wasn’t there, he pulls you down to the one room your haven’t entered.  Michael’s room was not what you were expecting.  You figured it would be dull and clean but to your surprise it was full of color and a lot more cluttered than you thought.  He had movies and video games and books, a lot of books, and three gigantic bean bag chairs and a TV.  But what really made the place look unexpected were the post-it notes.  Covering just about every surface you could see were multicolored post-it notes.  Written on front to back.  Michael waited for you to take everything in,  giving your hand a nervous squeeze.  You reached down to pick a green post-it up.  

green day

The list went on.  You picked up another and it had lists of songs, another with movies, another with shows.  You stood up with a handful on post-its, raising an eyebrow at him.  He holds up a finger, motioning for you to hold.  While he’s typing you pick up and read a few more notes that were sitting on his desk.  

Michael-  They’re things i want to hear if i ever get my hearing back.  movies i really want to hear, specific orders of songs that i want to listen to in, peoples voices i want to hear…. that kind of stuff

You smiled, still looking at the notes, picking some more up off of random places.  They were incredibly cute. Especially the one that listed animal sounds.  You laughed pointing to it, making a dark red blush paint his cheeks.  He grabbed them jokingly out of your hands, tackling you into the bean bag chair. You laughed loudly as he tickled your sides, looking up at you to make sure he wasn’t hurting you.  He stopped abruptly, pulling out his phone.  

Michael- you’re cute

You blushed at the random compliment, kissing his nose quickly and pushing him off of you gently.  He fell back into the bean bag, watching you look through the pile of movies.  You found one, handing it to Michael to put it in.  He set up the subtitles, grabbing a blanket and wrapping the two of you up and squeezing your body lightly into his.  

* * * * * * *

You squeezed your eyes shut in frustration, twisting and turning but no matter how much you tried to get comfortable, this bean bag was not comfortable.  Giving up, you opened your eyes, searching for Michael was sprawled out on the floor where you probably pushed him to.  You grabbed your phone to check the time.  3:03.  You groaned quietly, getting up and tip toeing to the door.  Right when you opened it someone immediately yelled ‘fuck’ making you jump back and look at the boy sleeping soundly on the ground.  Remembering that he couldn’t hear it anyway you rolled your eyes, searching for the voice that woke you.  You found Calum and a blonde boy who’s name you didn’t know in the living room playing a game.  You cleared your throat getting their attention.  The blonde looked startled to see a girl hear and that made Calum giggle.  “hi (y/n) did we wake you?” you walked around the couch plopping yourself in an empty spot.  “yeah but the bean bag i was laying on wasn’t very comfortable anyway” you joked, the blonde made a noise “you’re the famous (y/n)” you tilted your head laughing a little “famous?” he nodded popping a handful of chips into his mouth “I’m Luke, one of Michaels roommates and best friends,” you shook his hand “he tells us about you all the time he never shuts up about you i mean it’s always ‘(y/n) told me about that’ or ‘(y/n) is so cute’ and i think he forgets we can hear him moaning your name at night” this makes you blush and the two boys giggle.  “thats pretty interesting” you laugh.  “in all seriousness though he really likes you so you better not take advantage of him” you nod pursing your lips. “i would never, i will do like Michael” you could feel your face getting red as you were talking about him.  You really did like him.  “i hope so cause i know he likes you, hell he’s even going to that doctor that we’ve been trying to get him to go to for years” the boys laugh it off but you were confused “doctor?” Calum nods “yeah theres this procedure thing he can do to get his hearing back, only half of the people who do it actually get it all back but its not deadly or anything so i don’t know why he hasn’t done it earlier” you furrow your eyebrows.  you really didn’t know why he hasn’t done it earlier or why he was doing it now.  “wait why do you think that it has to do with me?” Luke scoffed “please ever since he met you he’s been complaining about how nervous he is because he doesn’t think anyone could fall in love with a deaf guy, trust me i don’t like how all he thinks about is you but we truly think that he needs to go through with this hearing thing, he would be so much happier”  and with that you went back to Michaels room.  You didn’t know why it upset you so much to hear that but it did, it did.  

The next morning Michael woke up before you, he made pancakes and watched ‘the fairly odd parents’ waiting for you to wake up.  Once you did you thanked him for breakfast and watched TV with him.  You wanted to talk with Michael about this whole doctor thing but you didn’t know how to bring it up without worrying him about you talking to the boys.  You pulled out your phone.  

you:  hey
M: hello gorgeous

you rolled your eyes at him, making him giggle.

M whats up
you: so last night after you went to sleep i couldn’t sleep so i went into the living room and saw that Luke and Calum were still awake and we were talking about us and stuff and they mentioned how you were going to do some hearing thing???

Michaels face fell, reading your message and not bothering to look up before he replied

M: uh yeah i was looking into it
you: they said you’ve never been interested before, why?
M: i guess i was just scared that it wouldn’t be as great as i think it is,  i haven’t talked in over 15 years i’ll barely be able to form a sentence
you: so why now then

you were still having trouble understanding and by the looks of it Michael didn’t know how to answer your question

M: i was just thinking that maybe it wont be so bad, i mean ill be able to have an actual conversation with you, i know its cheesy but ill be able to hear your laugh and your voice and the music you like and everything will just be
M: normal

you looked up at Michael who was playing with the skin around his fingers, not wanting to look up at you

you: Michael, if you think that i’ll like you anymore than i already do just because you can hear youre absolutely insane, i like you michael, i really like you, whether you can hear or see or walk or dress yourself properly.  i like you and theres not much thats going to change that
M: so you think i can make you fall in love with me?

you look up confused only to see that signature smirk upon his lips, you smiled

you: i guess we’ll have to see about that

It may not be healthy to fall in love with a boy you’ve never had a proper conversation with but you felt yourself falling in love with him with every second that passed.  

Ok but some people weird me out so much?? Like, today I went to buy snacks and on my way home I noticed a little kid sitting on the sidewalk and crying his eyes out. What surprised me the most that there were people walking past him (including mature women and men) and not even looking at him, NO ONE EVEN STOPPED. Like, boy, I don’t like kids, I don’t want kids. Yeah, they are annoying and can cry from any reason at all. But that kid could have been SERIOUSLY HURT OR LOST or any other bad bad thing! Of course I run to him, asked whats the problem and ended up hearing that he just fell a bit and bruised his knee. I put a band ai for him and gave him my chocolate bar (as thats the best medicine, right?). Luckily it wasn’t anything serious but ayy people. Please don’t become any more cold-hearted. Asking whats the matter a crying kid won’t hurt you.