AN: I really want to start a handful of AUs now that Glee is over, I realize that I have many other fics that I need to work on and can't abandon but that doesn't mean I can't start some new works. My AUs will definitely depend on reviews for when I update them. I'd like to get at least three reviews for each chapter before I update, otherwise enjoy.
I Have No Words
Chapter One
How many times could a person yell no only for the action to continue? What was the point of a voice when every time you shouted it was treated as a whisper?
They said that it takes a strong voice to lead a nation, but they didn't talk about the thousands of people who weren't given those voices.
Blaine smiled sadly as he looked at the books that were housed at the NYU sociology library. He let his finger tap on top of the ones that covered eating disorders and then shook his head as he found a couple that were about over eating. That was what he needed help with and it was almost as if someone were tormenting him. There were ten books on anorexia, seven on bulimia, twelve that covered it as a subject, and only two about emotional overeating.
The first was a thick hardback that was pink and white striped called 'Fatty Fatty Fat Fat' and the second was titled, 'Why People Are So Heavy'.
He slammed his palm down on the bookshelf. What the hell was wrong with people? This was a very important topic that he needed help with. He was now at one ninety pounds and at a height at 5'7 it was important that he had this looked at. He was too scared to ask anyone else for help because he literally couldn't ask for help.
His life was a mess and stress like this just made it feel like even more of a disaster.
He had his forehead resting on the shelf as he closed his eyes and battled against his tears.
He couldn't let them see him cry, he had to be strong, he couldn't defend himself anyway so it wasn't going to do him any good. He just had to get some books and go back to figuring out his history and english literature double majors. He was about to move when another student caught his eyes.
This guy was pretty hot.
He had porcelain skin, eyes that were a mix of blue, green, and grey. A shirt that looked like it was hiding abs and impeccably styled brown hair. He was beyond gorgeous and Blaine felt himself grow more nervous. This student was so much better than someone fat like him with unruly curls. He tried to pull his eyes away from the other student as he selected a book on anorexia.
Blaine looked down as he put his backpack on and tried to walk away, he wouldn't be able to flirt anyway, the last time he had spoken was when he was thirteen. Some times he thought that he had lost the ability to speak, other times it was just that he didn't have the confidence anymore.
Lost in thought he took a few steps forward. His body hit the brunette's and his eyes widened as the brunette lost his footing and took some steps back to regain balance.
Shit!
How was Blaine going to apologize, how was he going to make sure that this guy knew he hadn't meant that? Was this going to result in him getting hit like in high school? He flinched before he quickly signed 'Sorry' with his hands. He blinked, what was he thinking? The majority of people didn't know sign language.
He pushed forward as the brunette looked after him and started to follow. Instead of waiting for the elevator, Blaine walked down the steps, he could get down three flights without drawing attention to himself, right?
As he took a deep breath and at the second floor he felt someone tap his shoulder and looked back to see that the student had followed him.
'Oh, Excuses me' the brunette signed as Blaine's eyes widened, did this student not speak either or were they doing it for him, "Um, hi, can I ask you a question? I'm new here."
Blaine had such softness and light in his eyes as he smiled at the man on the steps before him. 'My name's Blaine,'
The brunette nodded before signing, 'Kurt.'