Taylor's POV:
I open my eyes to find myself on my kitchen floor with a throbbing pain in my head. It's not bad enough to indicate that I have a concussion. Phew! I need that like a hole in the head.
But why am I on the kitchen floor in the first place? And why is my phone right next to me, parts and wires scattered everywhere?
Then it all hits me. Someone called me, anonymously. They told me about the third clue. And then I must have fainted.
Who is this person, and why would they call me up just to break me like a promise?
I immediately think, Nicole! but that girl is such a ditz that she'd never be able to sneak into my house unnoticed. No, it's got to be someone else messing with me.
I stand up (but I wobble a lot more) and pick up my cell phone from the kitchen counter and text Ed.
Me: hey!
Ed: hey! What are u up 2?
Me: Do u wanna come over?
Ed: sure! Be over in 10 ;)
I know Ed is the only one who can help me figure out this thing with the "clues". I get lost in thoughts. Then, the doorbell rings, snapping me back to reality.
I open the door and see Ed's familiar face. "Whaddup?" He asks jokingly. I laugh and fake punch him in the arm.
"Well, I'll tell you everything when you come inside. I've got quite the story."
We walk to the couch and sit down. "So... What happened?"
"Where do I even start?" I say. I tell him everything, from the notes, to the phone call, to passing out.
"That's terrible!" He yells. "I'm gonna help you find out who's behind this."
"It could be just some crazed psychopath. But I'm thinking it's someone much, much smarter. How would they get inside without signs of a breakin?"
"I don't know," Ed tells me, furrowing his brows. "But I'll do anything I can to help."
"Thank you! You're an amazing friend!"
The thing about love is that you never see it coming. One minute, you're friends, then BOOM! The next minute, you love them. But sometimes, like I've learned, you just have to admire from afar. But you'll still love the same. I'd do anything for Ed...
Wait... I'd do anything for Ed... I love him.
Ed would do anything for me... Does he...
Love me?