Half way there

chapter 4

Zoella Johnson:

"Dammit, I cant believe I'm on the front page of a magazine" I told Leila surprised.

"How the hell do you handle this, if I go out now, I could be recognized" I said and was now starting to panic a bit.

"Calm down Zoe, its not like everyone buys these types of mags" Leila said and I took a deep breath.

I had to talk to my father about this, he was't going to be happy that there were rumors of his daughter and his star player.

He was going to blow things out of proportion and I didn't want this to affect anyone, not me or Martin. Not that  cared about Martin or anything, but it would affect the tam if Martin wasn't playing and if it affected the team, then it affected my father, right?

Apparently Martin had the same idea though because when I got to my dad's house, Martin was parking his bike. 

"What are you doing here?" I asked him as soon I was close to him.

"Have you seen the mags?" He asked and I nodded, "yeah well I want to keep my body parts intact."

"Zoey, Martin!" My father said opening the door and walking out of the house

"come on in" he said as if he were waiting for us. 

"I didn't know you guys were friends"he commented when we entered.

"We're not, I saw him yesterday at the hospital you said I should volunteer at.."

I told my father and looked at him suspiciously. 

"I was about to order something for lunch, why do't you two stay?" he offered and Martin and I knew it was better to accept the offer.

What I hadn't thought of was that, my father could be playing match-making, except his daughter with the team's pretty boy?

"So what brings you guys here?" He asked once we were all sat down, "I'm assuming you two didn't come together"

"No we didn't" I said quickly, I didn't want him to get any ideas, "Martin and I aren't even friends."

"Well, I beg to differ on that last part" Martin said smirking at me "But no coach we did not come here together. I actually came here after John showed me a mag with Zoella and I on the cover, just wanted to make my intentions clear"

I glared at Martin, what the hell was he playing at? Then I looked at my father who was staring at Martin seriously.

"And what are your intentions exactly?" He asked him.

Both my father and I looked at him expectantly, "Well sir, Zoella and I are just friends, but if it evolves into more, I won't complain" Was his magnificent response.

"Oh, but I will complain, I wouldn't even consider us friends. One good deed and the tabloids are already running wild, please. This conversation is ridiculous. " I said suddenly angry, I wasn't going to let them talk as if I weren't there.

"I'll come back tomorrow and we can have lunch together, see ya dad, bye Martin" I told them, grabbed my handbag and left.

I spent some time at bayside, words could not express how much I loved hanging out there and walking around the cute little shops and sitting by the ocean.

it was about 4 pm that I decided to head back and see what Leila was up to when my phone rang. It was an unknown number, but I figured it could be something important so I answered anyways.

"Uh, hey Zoella?" The person in the phone asked.

"Yes, hello" I replied.

"It's Martin" He said and I nearly groaned.

" just wanted to apologize for earlier, it wasn't my place to say anything, I apologized to your father as well, and just wanted to make sure everything was cool. You and I are going to see a lot of each other and I would hate for things to become awkward" he continued talking really fast.

I thought about all he said for a second and decided that I agreed with him.

"Okay, apology accepted, thanks for the call" I told him finally

"Yeah see ya" He said and cut the call.

Well that was totally unexpected, feeling more relaxed now I called Leila and asked if she wanted to have a girl's night to which she responded enthusiastically.