Irresistible

Paige ReSmore was just a girl in high school. Every day she secretly sneaks in the music class after school and plays the piano- singing her favorite songs- nobody knows until Zayn Malik hears the voice. She runs away from him- making him try to find out who's the voice belongs too. Will she be too Irresistible for him? Will he find out his Cinderella...... c: Find out *Go tape that sexy Favorite button*

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39. Chapter 38


A/N: I don't like the world, haha. Okay just a heads up~ I'm going to have to put 'Through the Dark' on hold, after I finish this story (20 chapters or more...)  I will write Through the Dark and a new story aka a Louis Tomlinson fan fiction. Then back to Harry, who knows? 

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Paige's P.O.V

"Paige, listen I know you feel pain. I have to tell you sooner or later." 

"And you chose now? Now is the time for you to tell me? All these years I have felt pain and still you watch your daughter suffer from this- this. Fuck you!" I foul mouthed her. No matter how loud I am, I'm still mad. I don't give a fuck even if someone is filming me. There was much likely no one here but workers and 2 people who are eating and kissing. The music was louder than me, One Republic - Counting Stars was playing. 

"Language young lady-" 

"Language? What are you my mother? Oh right you are but you sure don't act like one. Fucking bitch, I can't believe all my life I was humiliated. I suffered more than you ever did and look what fate brought upon me. You meeting me? You dressed up, acted, watched me suffer from all the bullying and now you come up to me and say you're sorry and you're my mother? Yeah, like I would accept you as my mother. You're nothing but a piece of trash- you do not deserve a daughter like me because you have not acted like one." I shouted and looked at her, I was mad. Yes I was harsh but she deserved it. Everyone doesn't know me, I don't know me. My voice was chocked up in tears, I felt. My makeup was probably ruined, I wiped it with my hand; seeing black mascara dropping down. 

My makeup was smeared as I looked straight at my mother- scratch that, this messed up lady, my sight went blurry. I shed out tears, drip drop, I didn't care if anyone saw me that, I am in motion, in motion of expressing my feelings. All those time I kept my emotions and look at me right now. Paige ReSmore crying. My mother's mouth was astonished for what I shouted at her. Deep down I felt sorry, I didn't know what else to do but stand there. The couples were sitting there, staring at us. Along with the coworkers, I could hear their whispers, laughing, smirking, feeling awkward. My voice wanted to say, 'What? Never seen a girl cry?'. I wanted to run, my feet wouldn't budge as Nicole looked down. All I could see was the table dripping with water. 

Nicole or Nicki, was actually crying in front of me. Her blonde hair right into a pony tail curled. As her brown eyes looked sad. "I-I never knew I was that kind of mother." I shook my head, indeed I felt guilty for calling her a bitch. "I just wanted to know what was best for my daughter." 
You never had a daughter. I don't even have a mother. Nicki, you don't deserve a daughter. 
Wait, Nicki I'm sorry. I know you want the best for your daughter, but it seems like you never did spend any time with me. You left me, like I was just another piece of dust in your life. Do you even know how much I wanted to kill myself, but Mycaela.....Mycaela she showed me what was life about. 


"You fucked up." I said. 

"What?" She stared at me, widening her eyes. Do I really have to repeat myself? 

"I said you fucked up. You're not even sorry." I whispered. I immediately sat down and said once more, looking around. "Why did you leave me?" No answer. This time my voice rose,"I fucking said why did you leave me!" 

Her face looked guilt,"I love you Paige, I always do. Your father didn't want you, I didn't love your father. We had an arranged marriage, my mother was poor and my father died when I was little. When I was your age, I went across this boy I loved, he was poor and I was too. My mother, Grace, was a sew-er. When I got home from school I met this young rich lady. She looked into my eyes and said,'my what a beautiful daughter you have, Grace.' The lady was just an ordinary  customer. She wanted her dress to be sew, that lady was your dad's mom." 

My eyes was shocked,"What happened next?" 

"Your father's mother smiled at me. She looked back at my mother, and then said,'Let me buy your daughter and I will give whatever you favor for. Money, men, clothes, a brand new house, whatever you want.' Seemly my mother looked at me, shocked, widened her eyes. She always wanted money- to become rich and have a happy life. My heart dropped, I shouted,'You can't! You can't mother! You love me and you know what is best for our family, we don't need money. We have each other.' She didn't listen to me. My mother asked for money, I always thought my mother never loved me enough. Grace asked for 15,000 dollars. Of course the lady said deal. I thought I had always costed more but in my mother's mind, I wasn't enough for her." 

I felt sorrow. I felt sorry for my mother- what kind of idiotic person does that to their own daughter? 
She continued,"About 5 years later, Jones and I got married. He was a celebrity along with his parents. Then I became one, I felt sick- when it was our marriage ceremony, my mother was invited to it. During the toast- I saw my mother looking into my eyes- still smiling, I hated her. I hated for what she did. 5, I had you. You were so special I could never ever leave you. I hated your father, he was all about fame, never took care of you, he didn't even comfort me." 

"In my eyes I thought he was useless. A money freak." She looked at me."The night before I left you, I regret it. We got into a fight about having you. He came home drunk the other day and said you were useless and he never wanted you- he wanted a son. We signed the divorced papers- . Jones was a dick, for all I know he wanted me to be sad- to be depressed. He too never liked me." 

"I had to leave you, if I didn't you would have starved and died. I couldn't risked seeing you growing up with me, watching me do something that will always haunt you and me. I changed my name and moved her, I married a man that I love. And he loves me for who I am. Paige you can move in with us-" 

"Mother.." I hissed,"I'm fine on my own. I rather live by myself. You still haven't explained me why you really had left me for. I know you're lying." 
She looked away, I knew it. You can't get away with lying to me. 

"Alright, I left you because wherever I went will affect your life. If I brought you to where I did went you would have to be sent to an orphanage where I will not be able to see you forever. That is the decision I made for you. If you were in an orphanage you would have been adopted and named differently, I wouldn't be able to see my little girl. I'm sorry I didn't see you grow up in my eyes, I love you Paige, please forgive me." 

Again, tears were falling down. "I have more questions to ask." 

"Ask away, my dear." She tried to smile. Let Her Go by the Passenger played. I closed my eyes afraid of her answering the wrong answer. 

"Why does dad hate me? Why doesn't he love...?" There was too much pain to finish the sentence right now I didn't want to look at anyone- talk - or do anything. There was too much to say, I kept looking down at the tears dropping on the table. The cool air blew rubbing on my skin, goosebumps showing. 

"To be honest, I don't know Paige." 

"You got to be fucking me. You just said he hates me and now you're saying you don't know?" I stood up,"It's nice meeting you again, Mrs. Dee , not ." I stood up and grabbed my bag and swung open the door- I know it looks like I'm a drama queen, though I am one. I didn't want a shitty life like this. No one really wants to see me anymore. What's the point? 

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I walked into the building, 

 


It was the room that I can always be alone and focus. Nobody really noticed me because it was like 6 already. I sat down and locked the room. My phone kept vibrating with notifications. I rolled my eyes as I slammed my purse on the wooden floor. I sat down on the table and fumbled down on top of the piano seat. My face smashed on the keys as it made a ERR DUM sound. I found my mother and now I'm in pain. Did you ever felt so lonely, the one thing that pisses me off is my best friend, family, and the threats for the 'fans'. I just wanted a normal life, I never wanted this much drama in my life. 

As for Zayn, I love him so much, even if I did know him little. I'm sorry for everyone, having me in their life, bother them so much. I feel so weak thinking about why my mother left me. Why my father hates me so much- loving his 'wife' and his new daughter, Diana. 

Oh no, did I get too close oh?
Oh, did I almost see what's really on the inside?
All your insecurities
All the dirty laundry
Never made me blink one time

 

Unconditional, unconditionally
I will love you unconditionally
There is no fear now
Let go and just be free
I will love you unconditionally

 

Come just as you are to me
Don't need apologies
Know that you are unworthy
I'll take your bad days with your good
Walk through this storm I would
I'd do it all because I love you, I love you

 

Unconditional, unconditionally
I will love you unconditionally
There is no fear now
Let go and just be free
I will love you unconditionally-- " 

"Hello? Anyone here?" Zayn's voice!My heart pumped. Oh shit- I didn't dare to turn around, I hear the door's knob rumble. Oh no i can't let anyone know I sing. 


 


 





 

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