Zoe, Her Father, and The Guys, chapter 11
"Thank's Mike, you know my number, call me when I have to come home. Pete can bring me home. He has pegs on his bike. It is only a couple of blocks from the mall and I can find my way back from there." She said.
"Or I'll call you when I am outside the house. I'll see you in a little bit." I smiled back.
She closed the door and walked up the walkway.
I drove off and left her with her friend.
Pete POV
I opened the door to see Zoe standing patiently and smiling.
"Hey Zoe, come on in." I greeted, opening the door wider.
She walked in and I took her to my room, where I was painting.
She sat on my bed and looked around.
"So, you're painting your room. All different colors or just dark green?" She asked, trying to make conversation.
"The ceiling will probably be black but the walls will be dark green." I replied, putting the paintbrush down.
I sat next to her and put my arm around her shoulder.
I looked at her. Her eyes were wondering around the room.
She was so beautiful. Her pepper brown hair. Black mixed in. It was totally natural and her attractive green eyes. Her lips. I just couldn't describe them.
She eventually turned to meet my gaze.
We were coming closer and closer to each other, until we were connected. We took it slow. She finally granted entrance of my tongue. We tangled until I was on top of her on my bed. It was so magical. I wasn't going to ruin it.
I held myself up with one arm and pulled her body closer with the other one.
We eventually broke for air.
I think I was falling in love.
We collided once again.
This time she rolled over and then she was on top of me.
About five minutes later, her cell rang.
She climbed off of me and sat on the edge of the bed.
She put it on speaker phone.
"Hello?"
"Hey Zoe. I was wondering if you might want to go out sometime?"
It was Aaron. My best friend. Now Zoe was in a very tough position.
"Aaron, I don't know. Hmmmm. How about you let me think about it?"
"Oh. Are you with someone?"
"Kinda. I'm not sure if he wants to make it official but I would like to. Aaron, I'm sorry. I hope we can stay friends." She stammered as she looked at me with worried eyes.
"Oh definitely. I really want to be friends if we can't be anything else."
"Great Aaron. I'll see and talk to you later."
She hung up and leaned over to kiss me again.
"Okay, was that guy you were talking about me?" I asked stupidly.
"Yes stupid. You want to?" She answered with her beautiful smile.
"I want to be your boyfriend. Yes." I returned, happy as hell.
"Perfect. Now I don't have anymore pressure." She sighed, relieved.
"Pressure of what?" I questioned, worried she was dared or something.
"To choose one of you. Aaron, Andy, you, and Zac. Joey I didn't have to worry about. I don't think he like me at all. Zac seems like he just wants to be friends so I'm happy there. But Aaron and Andy seemed to really want to get with me." She explained momentarily.
"Oh, okay. Good. You scared me for a second." I replied, relieved.
She didn't say anything for about a minute or two.
Then I felt a push on my shoulders. Before I knew what she was doing, we were making out. She was a great kisser and she knew how to start and finish. Again, I think I was falling in love.
We made out for about five minutes before we broke.
She was on top, smiling down on me.
"Pete, do you love me?" She asked. I wasn't ready for that question.
"Zoe, I love you. Do you love me?" I returned, asking the same question.
"Yeah. I do. I love you." She replied.
I reached up and pulled her down, to kiss her as passionately as I could.
Before I knew what we were doing, she and I both had our shirts off.
She had her pants unbuttoned and she was working on mine.
About forty five minutes later, she and I were getting dressed.
She and I were all smiles.
We loved each other. We both had records now.
"Pete, that was amazing. I love you." She said, walking over to me and pecking me on the lips.
I just smiled. She knew I loved her and I had an amazing time too. It was in her eyes.
"You wanna go to the mall or to the coffee shop or something?" I asked, buttoning the top buttons on my shirt.
"Sure, but I don't have my cash." She replied, feeling her butt for her wallet.
"I'll get it. Now let's go." I said, snaking my arms around her waist and leading her down the stairs.
"Oh shit. Back door now." I rushed, realizing my parents had pulled into the driveway. And they didn't like Green Day, especially Tre. And with Zoe being Tre's daughter, they weren't going to like her. And I wasn't allowed to have anybody in the house while they were gone.
She ran as fast as she could out the back door. I wrote as fast as I could and left the house. The note said, 'gone for coffee with the guys.' I closed the door as soon as I heard my mom yell out, "Peter, we're home."
I helped her get through the hole in the fence and I scrambled through. We took the back way, which was longer, but safer. I again enlace my arms around her back and pulled her close to me. She lied her head on my shoulder as we continued to walk.
Then, next thing I know, I here a guy shouting, "Zoe "
I turn around and he his wearing a tight muscle shirt and ripped, baggy jeans.
This guy was a steroid case.
"Mitch " Zoe freaked, "Stay away from me." She said, then hiding behind my shoulder.
He came closer and had his hands stretched out.
"Or I'll call you when I am outside the house. I'll see you in a little bit." I smiled back.
She closed the door and walked up the walkway.
I drove off and left her with her friend.
Pete POV
I opened the door to see Zoe standing patiently and smiling.
"Hey Zoe, come on in." I greeted, opening the door wider.
She walked in and I took her to my room, where I was painting.
She sat on my bed and looked around.
"So, you're painting your room. All different colors or just dark green?" She asked, trying to make conversation.
"The ceiling will probably be black but the walls will be dark green." I replied, putting the paintbrush down.
I sat next to her and put my arm around her shoulder.
I looked at her. Her eyes were wondering around the room.
She was so beautiful. Her pepper brown hair. Black mixed in. It was totally natural and her attractive green eyes. Her lips. I just couldn't describe them.
She eventually turned to meet my gaze.
We were coming closer and closer to each other, until we were connected. We took it slow. She finally granted entrance of my tongue. We tangled until I was on top of her on my bed. It was so magical. I wasn't going to ruin it.
I held myself up with one arm and pulled her body closer with the other one.
We eventually broke for air.
I think I was falling in love.
We collided once again.
This time she rolled over and then she was on top of me.
About five minutes later, her cell rang.
She climbed off of me and sat on the edge of the bed.
She put it on speaker phone.
"Hello?"
"Hey Zoe. I was wondering if you might want to go out sometime?"
It was Aaron. My best friend. Now Zoe was in a very tough position.
"Aaron, I don't know. Hmmmm. How about you let me think about it?"
"Oh. Are you with someone?"
"Kinda. I'm not sure if he wants to make it official but I would like to. Aaron, I'm sorry. I hope we can stay friends." She stammered as she looked at me with worried eyes.
"Oh definitely. I really want to be friends if we can't be anything else."
"Great Aaron. I'll see and talk to you later."
She hung up and leaned over to kiss me again.
"Okay, was that guy you were talking about me?" I asked stupidly.
"Yes stupid. You want to?" She answered with her beautiful smile.
"I want to be your boyfriend. Yes." I returned, happy as hell.
"Perfect. Now I don't have anymore pressure." She sighed, relieved.
"Pressure of what?" I questioned, worried she was dared or something.
"To choose one of you. Aaron, Andy, you, and Zac. Joey I didn't have to worry about. I don't think he like me at all. Zac seems like he just wants to be friends so I'm happy there. But Aaron and Andy seemed to really want to get with me." She explained momentarily.
"Oh, okay. Good. You scared me for a second." I replied, relieved.
She didn't say anything for about a minute or two.
Then I felt a push on my shoulders. Before I knew what she was doing, we were making out. She was a great kisser and she knew how to start and finish. Again, I think I was falling in love.
We made out for about five minutes before we broke.
She was on top, smiling down on me.
"Pete, do you love me?" She asked. I wasn't ready for that question.
"Zoe, I love you. Do you love me?" I returned, asking the same question.
"Yeah. I do. I love you." She replied.
I reached up and pulled her down, to kiss her as passionately as I could.
Before I knew what we were doing, she and I both had our shirts off.
She had her pants unbuttoned and she was working on mine.
About forty five minutes later, she and I were getting dressed.
She and I were all smiles.
We loved each other. We both had records now.
"Pete, that was amazing. I love you." She said, walking over to me and pecking me on the lips.
I just smiled. She knew I loved her and I had an amazing time too. It was in her eyes.
"You wanna go to the mall or to the coffee shop or something?" I asked, buttoning the top buttons on my shirt.
"Sure, but I don't have my cash." She replied, feeling her butt for her wallet.
"I'll get it. Now let's go." I said, snaking my arms around her waist and leading her down the stairs.
"Oh shit. Back door now." I rushed, realizing my parents had pulled into the driveway. And they didn't like Green Day, especially Tre. And with Zoe being Tre's daughter, they weren't going to like her. And I wasn't allowed to have anybody in the house while they were gone.
She ran as fast as she could out the back door. I wrote as fast as I could and left the house. The note said, 'gone for coffee with the guys.' I closed the door as soon as I heard my mom yell out, "Peter, we're home."
I helped her get through the hole in the fence and I scrambled through. We took the back way, which was longer, but safer. I again enlace my arms around her back and pulled her close to me. She lied her head on my shoulder as we continued to walk.
Then, next thing I know, I here a guy shouting, "Zoe "
I turn around and he his wearing a tight muscle shirt and ripped, baggy jeans.
This guy was a steroid case.
"Mitch " Zoe freaked, "Stay away from me." She said, then hiding behind my shoulder.
He came closer and had his hands stretched out.
