The Skater Chick - Emblem3/ Wesley Fanfic

The Second First Date

*Zoey's POV*

Waking up the next morning, the first thing that flooded my mind was the kiss, and it brought a massive smile to my face. I stayed laying in bed for another fifteen minutes before getting up and putting on the Nirvana mix tape Wes had given me on the beach. Singing along to the familiar tune of 'Smells Like Teen Spirit,' I gathered my outfit for the day, an Aztec pattern tank and dark wash denim shorts, and headed for the bathroom. After taking my shower, I blow dried my hair and pulled it into a fishtail braid over my left shoulder. Brushing on a few coats of mascara, I exit the bathroom and search through my jewelry box for some accessories to accent my outfit

I find pinkish stone earrings, a gold arrow ring, and rainbow stack bracelets to go with my pink Aztec tank top. Slipping on a pair of white Vans, I make my way towards the front door. I try to slip out without anyone seeing, but my luck apparently hasn't woken up yet as Shane calls to me from the kitchen.

"Zoey!" Shane calls. Grumbling, I head into the kitchen.

"What?" I ask, exasperated.

"Where are you going?"

"Me and Wes are going to go and get ice cream,"  I start. "What does it matter?"

"It matters because I don't think he's a good guy for you to be hanging around," he sighs.

"Jesus Christ, Shane. It's not like we're gonna go have sex on our second date. He's not pressuring me into doing anything and he knows where I'm comfortable. Shit, have some faith in your little sister to know how to handle herself," I say and storm out the front door.

Right as I slam the door, Wes pulls into the driveway. I get into the car and lean over to kiss him. "Perfect timing," I whisper as I pull away.

"Mmh, well couldn't be late to pick my girl up," he says lowly before kissing me again.

"'My girl', I like it," I smile.

"Yeah, well you better, 'cause I plan on keeping it that way for a very long time," he grins. "Now shall we go get some ice cream?"

"We shall."

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"May I have a 'Love It' size cotton candy with caramel and rainbow sprinkles please?" I ask to the girl behind the counter. She nods and beings scooping te ice cream into the cup and adds the toppings. Wesley stands at the end of the counter, already eating out of his 'Gotta Have It' cup.

"Here you go," the girl says and places my cup on the counter top. I say a thanks, and take my cup over to stand next to Wes.

I take a spoonful into my mouth and crack a smile. "Damn, fat ass. Did you really need the 'Gotta Have It'?" I chuckle, and spoon another helping to my mouth .

A fake look of hurt crosses over his features as he says,"I'll have you know that I'm a very healthy person. But when it comes to Cold Stone, go big or go home." He finishes the sentence with a smile.

"I'm just sayin', if you get sick, don't come cryin' to me. I'll just say I told you so. But if you really do get sick, please find a trash can," I say the last words with dread. I can just picture Wes getting sick all over the place.

"Don't worry, babe. I wouldn't do anything to upset you," He says as he leans down and kisses my head. And can I just be the first to say, SWOON!!

"Good, because I plan to stay around for a long time," I say lowly with a smile, mocking him before I press my lips to his for a sweet, sugary kiss.

When he pulls away, he chuckles. "Something you particularly like about me?" It's only then that I fully realize where my hand is. My cheeks turn red as I pull my hand back from his abs.

"Sorry," I bite my lip. "But you have to admit, they really help all of this," I motion around his body.

"So if I didn't have a six pack, you wouldn't take a second look at me?" he asks with another look of fake hurt.

"Nope, I'm only in it for the abs," I smile before giving him another quick peck. "Now let's go back to your place and chill." I take his hand and lead him out of the little ice cream shop.

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When we get back to Wes' place, no one's home. "I hope it's okay that it'll just be us. Keaton and Drew are surfing and my mom went to go visit my sister and my nephew," he scratches the back of his neck nervously.

"That's fine as long as we're keeping this business PG, mister." I laugh when his face heats up with an adorable blush.

"Totally. Right now, I'm trying to keep you interested in me so you'll stay," he chuckles.

"Well, you're doing a mighty fine job of that. I don't see myself losing interest anytime soon," I whisper and give him a quick kiss.

"Thanks, you dork." He takes my hand and leads me over to the couch. I plop down and shovel some more ice cream into my mouth as Wes turns on the tv. Wes joins me on the couch, laying his back against the arm and stretches his legs out across the seats. I turn and lean my head on his chest and he wraps his arm over my back and shoulders as we watch 'Footloose', the remake, and eat our half melted ice cream.

"Kenny Wormald could marry me any day," I sigh dreamily watching him dance on the screen.

"Julianne Hough is freakin' gorgeous. I'd marry her any day," he says smugly.

"She is a good dancer. And she's pretty. I'd be okay with it if you wifed her," I grinned.

"Yeah, well you're understanding, and thoughtful, and beautiful, and funny. That's what I love about you," he smiles down at me. "But this Kenny guy wouldn't be good for you. Sure, he's a good dancer and he's not bad looking, but he wouldn't be there for you like I would," he finishes.

"Aw, you're so sweet, and charming, and sexy, and thoughtful. That's what I love about you," I whisper. "Oh, and the fact that there's something you love about me," I smirk before kissing him softly.

"Be my girlfriend," he whispers once we pull away.

"What?" I ask, stunned by his bluntness.

"Be my girlfriend," he says louder. "Officially. I mean I know it's just a label and it doesn't even really matter, but I want to be able to hold you in public and kiss you in public and call you mine without it being even slightly complicated. I want the world to know that I'm yours and you're mine and we're serious about each other. And-" I cut off his romantic rambling witha long, sweet kiss.

"Is that enough of an answer for you?" I ask, slightly out of breath.

He shakes his head and I give him a questioning look. "I want to hear you say it," he replies, with a fiery intensity in his eyes.

"I am officially, for the world to see and envy, your girlfriend," I say with a smile stretched across my face before placing another kiss on his lips. He hums into the kiss and I can feel him smile through it.

"Hmm, Zoey Parker, my girlfriend. I love the sound of that," he whispers.

"So do I."

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Hey guys!!! Sorry I've been MIA for what feels like forever. I've had a lot of drama at school and at home, plus I'm in cheer and all honors or advanced classes so I'm literally either at school, doing homework, or sleeping. I don't get much in between.

I've finally had some inspiration. It's kind of short but I wanted to keep it sweet and simple. I love you all and I'm really glad to be getting back into writing, so thank you to everyone who messages me or comments or votes because it makes me want to keep writing.

Aren't you all glad that Wes and Zoey are finally together? I know I am. Help Me out by coming up with ship names for them.

Like I said, love you all and thank you. Please if you have any ideas, don't be afraid to comment or message me, I love to hear from you guys.

Until next time,

Later Lovelies <3