More than friends.

Part 46- Joe.

Zoe’s POV.

We drove through Edinburgh, and after about 20 minutes… we reached Joe’s house. I hadn’t seen him in person in almost 6 months. I was glad we had talked earlier, or else this would have scared him a lot more.

“You ready?” My dad asked whilst grabbing my hand.

“I’m ready.” I replied. I grabbed Alfie’s hands so both my hands were occupied. I stood forward and knocked on the door.

“Dad?”

“Yeah!”

“Come in! I’m in the kitchen!”

My dad held onto the door knob and nodded at me. I nodded back. He twisted the door knob and pushed open the door. As I stepped in, I gazed around his house. It was a proper home. Similar to what Alfie and I wanted.

“Joe! I brought some people with me. You’ve met them before.” My dad said as he searched for the kitchen.

“Alright, bring them in!” He shouted. “Ella and I are just making dinner. Make yourself at home.” He continued… still in the kitchen. We sat down on the couch, and waited for them.

“I’m going to surprise him in the kitchen.” I whispered. 

“Do you want me to come Zo?” Alfie asked.

“I’ll be fine. Thanks.” I said as I began to find the kitchen. I found it. I stood behind the door, and knocked.

“Come in. No need to knock, it’s just a kitchen DAD.” What sounded like a girl shouted. She was calling him dad? Are you kidding me.. Alfie didn’t even call my dad, dad… and we were engaged. I opened the door, and smelt marvoleus food. I looked around and my eyes targeted Joe.

“Zoe?! Oh my god it’s you!” Joe whimpered as he ran over to me. He wrapped his arms around my waist, and… let’s just say, TRIED to pick me up.  “Well, your heavier than you used to be. Look at that bump!” He continued. I grinned.

“God. I missed you!” I said as I held him tight.

“Hi. You must be Zoe.” Ella said. I let go off Joe, and turned round to face her. She was pretty. Really pretty. She had brown hair, just long enough to cover her boobs. God her boobs were big. She was tall, and could be a model.

“Yeah I am. You must be Ella!?” I asked.

“Yeah, I am. I’ve heard good, and… unfortunately bad about you.” She said as she hugged me. What a bitch to say she’s heard bad, but… i’ll be nice. “God your glowing. Who’s the father of this beauty?” She asked.

“Oh me? I’m Joe’s sister…” I questioned.

“No silly. The baby. Who is the father?” She asked again.

“Oh Alfie. Right. Sorry. Alfie is the father… My fiancé.” I stated. I turned round to Joe, and he looked down at the ground smiling.

“Ahh. I see. Well, congratulations.” She smiled. Ella went over to the dinner table, and began to set up. I hesitated to ask if she needed help, but I wanted to talk to Joe.

He came up to me, and held my stomach. He put his ear against it, just like Alfie did it.

“OH GOD! THERE IS A LIVING THING IN THERE. IT KICKED MY HAND. CRIKEY!” Joe squealed. I laughed.

Joe and I caught up while Ella set up for dinner. Once the dinner was out, we all headed into the dining room. I sat across from Alfie, and sat next to Ella. Joe sat next to Alfie, and dad sat at the end of the table. Joe and Ella were a perfect couple. They reminded me of my mum and dad when they were together. Happy. They would make good parents one day.

Once everyone was seated, we began to eat, and talk. After about an hour, we cleaned up, snuggled up on the couch, and watched a movie.

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