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Chapter Thirty-Nine
Eleanor’s pov
I hope she picks up. I cross the fingers on my left hand and dial Maura's number. Please pick up… Common… Please… Pick up.
"Hello, with Maura, I hope you have a good reason to call me?"
"Luckily I have" I say with a beautiful posh accent.
"Eleanor?!" Maura yells making me go deaf.
"No, Santa Claus"
"Oh my gosh, Santa can you please kill Zayn for me? Then you can cut him into pieces and give that to his fans, I bet they would love that"
"You hate him that much?"
"Who?"
"Zayn"
"What's 'Zayn'? Can I eat it?"
"Maura!"
"Sorry"
Gosh, I missed this girl. I missed her stupid humor, that’s actually really funny, and her stupid sarcastic sayings.
"But, I am calling your beautiful mobile brick to ask you something" I say after an hour talking about what happened the last few months.
"Go ahead and ask me that something"
"So, they need some new models here at the casting bureau and I thought of you"
"Aaah, you think about me, that's sweet"
"No you fish head. You as a model, here"
"Dude, the sidewalk is even more beautiful than me"
"So it's a yes?"
"Sure, why not"
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Maura’s pov
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Patient Love - z.m.
Fanfiction*COMPLETED* Maura Isles isn't the typical girly-girl. She doesn't really care about boys, she isn't into boy bands, especially not into that band named One Direction. Ed Sheeran on the other hand is totally fine, in her eyes. She spends her days ma...
