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*


43. Chapter 41

What the hell is she doing here? I can tell Mycaela was having her awkward face now,"Mrs. Dee." I looked at her,"What are you doing here? I thought you were too busy fixing the script." I still can't believe she made us change the play, it was so perfect setting it in the 1870's, but now it's set in the 20th century, which doesn't make sense. My mother made us change the play, tonight is going to be a disaster. I already have the feeling about it, she changed the roles, plays in one day, and we're suppose to act tonight. 

"This is my auditorium isn't it?" She waved her hands at Mycaela while replying my response. Mycaela waved back slowly, " You girls want Subway? I knew you were going to be here," implying me. I shook my head, I wouldn't accept anything from her, not even my own mother, that's how cruel I am. "You can't act on an empty stomach. You'll faint and I'll have to call in an understudy, you wouldn't like that would you." She handed me the bag, I kept staring at her right in the eyes, I'm not taking it, no matter what you say. 

"Paige, she has a point..." Mycaela was agreeing with her, I groaned and grabbed the bag out of her own hands. 

"Mycaela you may have one too, I got three, just for us." She smiled.

"Why are you being so nice to me? Since I treated you like shit." I handed a sub to my friend,"I mean we all know you're my mom and I didn't know how to react, I'm use to being alone, and-" I was cut off by my mother hugging me,I didn't know what to do, but hugged back, I could feel tears falling across my cheeks, I was choking on my crying. Why am I crying? Why am I feeling so emotional, I shouldn't do this- all along I was lonely, my father wouldn't pay attention to me, but my mother was watching me, I didn't know this. 

"It's alright, it's my fault, I'm sorry I didn't get to tell you sooner. Please forgive me, we can start out fresh as mother and daughter," she was still hugging me. 

"Well this is so emotional," Mycaela cried, as she hugged us, I smiled and nodded.

"Mom, I forgive you, I'm sorry for everything." She smiled and kissed my cheek,"So this is the famous Mycaela Files. You're everywhere on my daughter's twitter. Of course I have my own twitter," She showed us.

"Why did you leave me, mom?" She sighed, Oh great I think this will be long. 

"I guess I have to tell you the truth now," we all let go of each other,"But first I got to show you my new husband. Dean come on in, it's safe now." Both of us locked our eyes on my mother's husband, Mycaela's jaws dropped instantly, as I widened my eyes. He had tattoos all over his right arm, clean cut hair- like Adam Levine's. He had a clean cut beard, but casual including his mustache that was also clean cut, including his clean cut side burns. My mother would marry this man? Dean was wearing a white T-Shirt and some black skinny jeans. 

Hm nice taste.His shoes were Converse. How old is this guy? My mother was 43, she looks really young,"So you must be the famous Paige ReSmore, I'm Dean Jayden." His voice was husky, white pale skin. He seemed like a nice man, I stood up and smiled a bit.

"Nice to meet you Dean, you must be my father." I looked down a bit,he was taller than me, probably 6'3. He laughed a bit and nodded.

"Nicole has been talking non-stop about you. You seem like a sweet girl, are you?" I shrugged a bit,"I can see from your response, sometimes isn't it. Well Nicole has a beautiful girl and I'm happy to have her as my daughter too." He pulled me in a hug, I widened my eyes and hugged back. "I'll be watching the play too, I'm sure you'll ace it." He laughed, my body felt all warm, I was happy for once. I let go and sat down. 

"I'm pretty sure we should get to know each other more." My mom smiled as she sat down with me,"How about after the play with Paige's boyfriend and friends. I'm pretty sure Zayn would like that wouldn't he?" I smiled, I could see Mycaela was happy for me. Our eyes locked at each other smiling, knowing that I was finally happy- I found my family. 

"Props! Props, hurry up, set it over there! They're all waiting." My mother yelled at the top of her lungs. Remind me not to put her as the boss next time. Michelle and Kaylee were doing my hair, they curled it perfectly, as my make up was going to be done next by Johnny. 

"Brad and Lucas come over here and give Harry his clothes." We were so busy, like I said, this play is going to be a disaster I was scared, it wasn't in the 1870's, Juliet was a rich girl and her father was on the top of the billboard company. Romeo was a poor guy with his family, they weren't very poor they just lived a normal life. Juliet and Romeo bumped into each other one day, when Juliet was looking for her father in his building. They fell in love instantly, but Juliet has a fiance, name Samuel. Samuel was rich and his mother was friends with Juliet's father. 

"You look so pretty Paige." Michelle smiled at me,I whispered a 'thank you.' "You're going to show Vanessa how it's done, aren't you?" I chuckled a bit, giving a small sense of humor- oh I will. Once my hair was done, Johnny came(he's gay). 

"Hey baby girl. How you doing?" I rolled my eyes and laughed a bit,"Okay your dress is black and white, might as well do your lipstick first." He picked a really red lipstick and applied it on my lip. He put eye liner on me. (A/N: I don't use make up often because makeup ruins your skin ._. , so I'm bad at describing it.) 

Once I was done, I walked over to the changing room, 

The only thing that caught my attention was the piano, I closed the door and sat down. I pressed the notes, what if someone hears me. I turned around- someone knocked on the door, it was Zayn's voice," Hey Paige you done?" I hurried over to the mirror and took off my shirt and jeans (including shoes). 

"I'm still changing!" I yelled, as I grabbed the dress- great there's a zipper behind it. 

I opened the door and pulled in Zayn,closed the door, and he smirked,"Oh I get it.."He pushed me against the wall-

"Zayn, I'm not thinking what you're thinking, I need you to pull my zipper up." I turned around, his mouth was shaped 'o'. I giggled a bit, as he zipped it up gently. "You're so perverted." I touched his cheek and pressed my lips against his,"Thank you." I began to walk out, he pulled my hand back.

"I got a question." I raised my eyebrows. "Do you know what this is?" He pulled a gold lace out of his pocket,"It starts with a J, do you know what this means?" My eyes widened though in real life it seemed like I didn't really care.

"I don't have time for this," It's a good thing a good actor,"I have to get going, I'll help you when the play is over." 

"A deal is a deal, Paige. Please! I need you to solve this for me." I looked at him straight into his eyes.

"Why do you wanna know so badly? It's not like she's going to appear right in front of your eyes." I said heart-less, I didn't want him to know, if he knew he would be mad at me and he's going to hate me. 

"Are you jealous? It's not like I'm going to break up with you and date her." He laughed, I shook my head and walked away,"You know what Paige, you're such a bitch!" I laughed a bit, that really hurt me. I guess we're over Zayn. 

"I guess someone finally spoke the truth, ReSmore." I saw her figure,Vanessa. I crossed my arms and stared right into her eyes, smirking. 

"What do you want, Jones." Yes, we use each other's last names because usually enemies do that.  

"Nothing." She smirked,something smelled fishy, it was either her devilish plans or her scent of perfume. I suspiciously looked at her, and walked away, that was strange. Did she eavesdropped on our conversations? No, she can't she was too far to hear it. Fear was surrounding me, what if she knew? What if she's going to ruin the play- god damn it...


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