In Between

Chapter 1: Is Overprotective a Synonym for Enzo??

"Enzo, I'm home," Carter shouted coming in the front door carrying a bag of groceries in one hand and a mango smoothie in the other.

"Hi darling," Enzo said walking out from the kitchen and giving her a kiss on the cheek.

"Hullo," She smiled, messing up his jet black hair.

"Babeeeee!" He exclaimed.

Carter and Enzo had been dating for seven months now. Last month, they pulled together some money to buy a small apartment in London West.

Carter laughed, "Stop whining and help me bring in the groceries."

"Of course, my queen," Enzo said walking out to Carter's white wrangler unlimited and grabbing some bags of groceries.

"Thank you," She looked at the clock hanging in the kitchen, "Crap, ugh. Well I'd love to stay and hang out, but I have to get to work," Carter said giving him a quick kiss.

"Mmmmm," He mumbled, "I wish you could stay. Drive safely."

"I know, I will," She said before grabbing a grey hoodie and driving to work.

When she arrived, she was greeted by her friends, Mattheus and Parker.

Parker grinned, "Hello bestfriend." She was wearing a red plaid shirt and light blue jeans. She had dyed the tips of her black hair a bright shade of blue.

"Hello Carter," Mattheus said running his hands through his chocolate brown hair. "Are you still with that Enzo guy?" He smirked putting his hands on her waist and pulling her closer to him.

"Don't be such a perv," Parker laughed glancing at his hands.

Carter laughed, "Yes Mattheus, I'm still with Enzo."

His hand was still resting on her waist.

"Lose Mr. Perfect please," he pulled his hand away and Carter let out a little sigh.

Parker raised an eyebrow, obviously suspicious.

Mattheus walked away to answer the phone, "Carter, it's for you," Mattheus stated blandly.

"Hi, Carter speaking, how can I help you?"

"Hey babe, you left your lunch at home. Want me to bring it to you?" Enzo asked.

"Enzo, I work at a restaurant, remember? I can eat here," She responded.

"Damn straight," Mattheus grumbled in the background.

"Oh get over Carter," Parker yelled at Mattheus.

"I would gladly get over Carter," Mattheus said winking at her.

"Come on Mattheus, walk away," Parker said laughing, "Table Nine needs a waiter."

"Who was that?" Enzo asked over the phone.

"Just Mattheus and Parker," Carter giggled.

"What did he say about you?" Enzo said concerned.

"Nothing," Carter mumbled trying to hold back laughter.

"Okay..." Enzo said still unsure.

"I'll see you later, okay?" Carter said.

"Yeah okay. Love you," He said, hanging up the phone.

"How's Enzo?" Parker asked walking up to Carter.

"He seems very concerned," Carter laughed, fixing her chestnut brown hair.

"Because of Mattheus again?" Parker asked.

"Yup."

"Well he does like you," Parker laughed looking at his office.

"I know," Carter smiled.

"We should hangout tonight, " Parker said walking over to table five. "Get waiting, Ms. Waitress."

"Okie dokie," Carter nodded.

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"I'm home," Carter hollered,  heading to their room to go change into some better clothing.

She put on her superman graphic t-shirt, black ripped jeans, and grabbed her pair of blue vans and went back downstairs.

"Where are you going all dolled up?" Enzo asked.

"Going to Parker's, we might go out tonight," Carter stated.

"Okay... Is Mattheus going to be there?" Enzo asked, frowning.

"I don't think she would have invited Mattheus over." She stated.

"Oh. Yeah. Well have fun. I love you," He said, giving her a quick kiss.

"Yep, Love you too," Carter said heading out the door.

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Hullo,
We know that this isn't great yet,
but please, please,
give it a chance :)

thanks m8,
eat ur veggies n stuff
- Stiles-Isaac