When I get back home later that night, Alana begins to hound me with questions about me and Joe.
"How'd you know I was with him today?" I ask giving her a mischievous look.
I fall next to her sitting on the couch as she blushes.
"I was on a date," she whispers, barely audible. I smile widely.
"With who?!"
She whispers a name, but I can't understand.
"Who?"
"Caspar."
Before I can react, the doorbell rings. I hurry to answer it.
"Zoe!" I say pulling her into a hug. "Why are you here?"
She walks in with two bags and says, "Caspar spilled about the date and I need to know all the details."
Zoe places her bags onto the floor and we sit in chairs in front of Alana.
"When did he ask you out?" I ask.
"He asked before you passed out on Joe," Alana teases.
"Ooh Joe?" Zoe asks cocking an eyebrow.
I try to hide the heat rushing to my cheeks.
"What about it?" I ask, tugging on the sleeves of Joe's sweatshirt he let me borrow.
Alana gives me an 'are you serious?' look.
"It's so obvious you like him!"
"And he likes you back," Zoe adds on.
Alana and I's eyes go wide before I begin to laugh. I cover my mouth but don't hold in the laughter
"That's a funny joke, Zoe. Joe liking me?"
I stop laughing when I realize she's serious.
"He told me that he thinks you are amazing and beautiful. Such a sweetheart."
My phone beeps with a text.
Joe:
Hey gorgeous. Enjoying my sweatshirt?
Attached is a picture of me from a few minutes ago when i was laughing, My hands are tucked inside the sleeves of the sweatshirt and its in front of my mouth.
"Zoe!" I scold showing her and Alana the picture. They both laugh as I text Joe back.
Me:
It's not my fault it's cozy. Ps delete this picture now.
Joe:
Nah you look too adorable.
Me:
Joeeeeeeee :(
Joe:
;D Good luck with Zoe for the night. You'll need it, duckling.
I can't contain my laughter.
"What's so funny?" Alana asks.
"Joe just called me duckling because today at the beach I mocked a duck that swam by us and Joe said I could be its twin."
"I remember that!" Zoe says joining me in laughter.
I calm down enough to text Joe back.
Me:
I'm not a duckling, Slug ;D
Joe:
That's not very nice. You just hurt my feelings :(
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Beach Angel
FanfictionSavanah Monroe is nothing special. She has a best friend, just finished high school, and is a normal teen. The first day of summer, Savanah and Alana run into five familiar faces: Marcus Butler, Alfie Deyes, Zoella, Caspar Lee, and her by-far favori...