Heart strings

Chapter24

Paule's POV:

After having come home and eaten lunch, I cleaned up my room which looked like a pigs house rather than a girl's bedroom. I then studied like a good kid and now I'm making dinner.

I'm not that terrible of a cook, I can make noodles... You know the ones you boil in water and add the flavoring to. Yeah I know how to make that and how to make toast. I think that might be it. That's the end of my culinary knowledge.

But yeah my noodles are cooking so I took out my laptop and decided to talk to Edward.

'Hey ed.'

I guess I'm lucky cause he's already online and seconds after my message is sent I'm receiving a reply.

'Hello annoying stalker'

'I'm not a stalker nor annoying'

'What do you call searching someone's profile to the links to their social medias?'

'I call that a detective job. A good one too'

'Oh really'

'Yes.'

'Well you should go back to studying. There's a hella lot of difference between stalking and being a detective.'

'Yeah yeah it's detective job to me'

'Whatever floats your boat... Stalker'

'You're doing this on purpose aren't you?! It's only to piss me off isn't it.'

'Yeah right.'

'Anyway can we for once talk and not just bicker?'

'Fine. So what do you want to talk about annoying stalker?'

'Lets play 20 questions'

'Seriously? Are we ten or something?'

'Oh cmon!! It's fun and then we can play truth or daree it's one of my fave gamess cmonnnnn'

'Ugh fine. But you start asking.'

'Okay so what's your full name'

'Edward Wales. Yours?'

'Wait a second you said Edward wasn't your name! And mine is Paule Hage'

'I said it isn't my full name'

'...fine. What's your favorite color?'

'Black'

'I was expecting that one.'

'Good for you. What's your favorite color'

'Blue. All kinds of blue.'

'My guess was light pink, you know since you're obsessed with the world is good and pretty and rainbowy and cute.

'Yeah yeah stop being a mean butthole. What's something you despite'

'I could say you, but I don't hate you that much, there's someone who's worse than you are and that shall be my sperm donor'

'You mean your father?'

'Don't call him that. He's not a father to me. Never was never will be.'

Stunned I quickly went to try and cam chat with him. It just felt weird having this conversation over text messages.

My call was answered and that surprised me. Didn't take me a lifetime to convince him.

"Explain why." I bluntly said.

"Hello to you too."

"Um hey? Well this is awkward." He started laughing and God that voice sounded like heaven to my ears.

"Stop making fun of me" I added, quickly turning my face to hide the blush that was creeping up my face.

"Awww she's blushing." He continued.

"No I'm not" I stubbornly spoke.

"Is the little one embarrassed she's blushing? Huh? Want me to call mommy?"

Somebody explain to me how we went from an innocent game, to him hating his father, to making fun of me so fast.

" No thank you I can manage. Can we go back to our game? Ya know 20 questions"

"Fine, party pooper"

"Yeah I'm gonna be one since its 'make fun of Paule party' "

"It was my turn to ask ,right? Why do you keep on following me everywhere, On all social medias, keep on texting me, even tho I already told you to go away. You somehow can't stop putting your nose everywhere."

"I'm just curious okay. You're different. You intrigue me. And I don't know why but I just can't help it but want to talk to you, get to know you, I just don't know. And this probably doesn't make any sense at all"

"You intrigue me too Paule. Somehow you don't give up. Never met anyone this stubborn in my life. You're just so annoying but also amazing in a way. Your personality is so mixed it hurts to think about it. You're just like the first snow, white and pure but underneath it, hides a fair load of secrets ain't I right?"

3rd Person's POV:

Just a look of his eyes into hers and both knew they got answers. No words needed to be spoken. He was letting her into his world just as much as she was him. It's said you shouldn't trust strangers but somehow, they weren't strangers, it's one of those times when you meet someone. But you're sure you have met them sometime before, that moment when they fit perfectly into you.

"One last question." Had she asked." Why are you so attracted to the broken? The darkness?"

And he had a perfect answer for her.

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A/N: Don't forget to vote comment and tell others to read. See ya all tomorrow to find out what he says ;)

~Taraxx