Hello

Chapter 4

Italic is Alice

Bold is Noah

Phone Call:

"Hey, I have a question?"

"So you call me at four in the freaking morning!!??"

"Hehe sorry, I was up reading and all of a sudden I got a question for you. I didn't realize how late it was."

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"Just ask the damn question!"

"O-oh yeah....So...What type of cafe is called La Petite Grand Cafe?"

"...What?"

"I mean it literally means The Little Big Cafe, that makes no sense!"

"...It means The Little Grand Cafe...."

"Ooohhh, that makes much more and it sounds cuter! Thanks a bunch, that question has been bothering me for the longest-"

"YOU FUCKING WOKE ME UP AT FOUR IN THE MORNING FOR THIS??!!"

"...Sorry....really I am.....really...."

"...I fucking hate you."

"I said I was sorry, what else do you want? A song about how deeply sorry I am for disturbing your beauty sleep?"

"Yes, something along those lines."

"Oh heck no, dream on"

"First off it's hell no and second of all I would dream on but someone woke me up!"

"I don't cuss."

"Oh fuck, shit. That must suck ass. Oh fuck, I'm being a dick head by cursing so fucking much. Shit, sorry that's a bitch ass move. I am such an arse, but I'm always bitchy when I don't get my fucking beauty sleep."

"...You did that one purpose..."

"Did what?"

"I can practically hear sarcasm dripping out of your voice."

"Great, you understand sarcasm. Now go on, start."

"Start?"

"Your song of apology."

"No. Way."

"How about this, we'll play rock paper scissors over the phone, if I win you have to sing. If you win... I'll grant you one wish. Anything at all."

"Don't you want to go back to your 'beauty sleep'."

"This is far more entertaining than any dream I have of you."

"...Y-you dream about me?!"

"Oh, you have no idea."

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"Aw, are you flustered again? I was just teasing you."

"Lets just play rock paper scissors."

"Rock... Paper.. .Scissors.. SHOOT! What did you get?"

"What did you get?"

"I asked first."

"Scissors."

"Rock. Ha, I win."

"...You know what it's getting really late-"

"Hey, a deal is a deal."

"Fine."

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"Any day now.."

"Hold up! I'm thinking of the lyrics."

"Okay... just I'd like to hear this song before I turn eighty or something."

"For all I know you could be a seventy nine year old dude who's birthday is tomorrow."

"Yeah, but I'd be one sexy seventy-nine year old."

"Shut up and let me start."

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"Sometime we slip up, but all we can do is pick the pieces right up. I try my best, but my life is a mess. You're my anchor in this chaos, you're the reason I smile in the rain. But... Now the one person I never wanted to upset, is breaking because of me. I knew words can't fix what's broken but.. I am sorry..."  (A/n Sorry for this cringe worthy moment, and song)

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"Say something!!"

"That was breathtaking...You finally admit that I make you happy. I Love you too."

"That was part of a song I wrote before, It wasn't all directed towards you. It was the only song that I feel comfortable enough to sing."

"You wrote that? Aw, you really do love me to sing such a personal song."

"I don't love you, I barely know you! And you shouldn't say 'I love you' so loosely unless you actually mean it."

"Ouch that hurt sooo much."

"Shut up."

"I'm gonna go take a shower seeing as I won't get anymore sleep. I'll call you later Beautiful."

"S-shut u-up! B-bye!"

"Are you blushin- and she hang up. Why am I not surprised."

After the conversation:

*Face is buried into her pillow* "Why did my heart hammer like crazy when he said 'I love you' too me?!

"She's adorable and seems so naive. No cussing, she acts like she's never been complimented and when I said 'I love you' her voice sounded hitched afterwards....Ah I'm so tired! I better take a shower though, ugh she may be adorable but she is also a pain in the ass sometimes."