I told you updates would be more regular and this is why you should believe me this time ;) So originally this story was meant to end at the end of the football match but I'm actually thinking about extending it beyond this as I have a couple of ideas if you guys like the idea?
This chapter is really just a filler chapter but just to let you know there's only a few more chapters before it's back to the ED for these two!
Zoe woke up and her hand immediately went to her head. She was surprised that she had no hangover. It did make sense though, her alcohol tolerance had decreased as she wasn't accustomed to the large quantities anymore and therefore she hadn't drunk enough to leave her with a hangover.
She shook Max lightly attempting to wake him up and when that failed she proceeded to kiss him. That always did the trick and today was no exception. The clinical lead quickly pulled away leaving him begging for more but she refused insisting that they'd need to get going soon enough as traffic on match days were always a nightmare.
By the time she'd showered and started getting ready Max still hadn't left the bed. He'd shut his eyes once Zoe had stepped into the shower and had fallen back asleep. Zoe sighed and rolled her eyes. He was not the only one that had a late night last night and yet she was all up and rearing to go. It turned out however, that she had an actual reason to get him to move his butt as she couldn't find where she'd put her jeans.
"Max, Max!" She shouted the latter time and this time he blinked his eyes open.
"You haven't seen my jeans have you?"
Max gazed around the room until he saw Zoe standing by the bathroom in little more than her Liverpool shirt looking rather frustrated.
"Come over here," he beckoned with his finger. If he had, had a hangover at all it was soon out of his mind at the slight of Zoe.
"I haven't got time for games Max."
"Just one second I need to show you something."
"Unless they're my jeans I don't care."
"They're your jeans." He confirmed. Zoe looked at him inquisitively clearly not believing a word he was saying but wondered what he was going on about. She gave in and walked over to Max's side of the bed.
As soon as she was in reach Max pulled her on top of him, "you should wear that more often." He grinned and pulled her into a kiss.
"We haven't got time for this," Zoe tried to argue but Max just pulled her into another lingering kiss. "Okay maybe we have five minutes and that's all."
After another twenty minutes or so Max's second alarm went off alerting the pair that they were meant to be leaving because Max always struggled to get out of bed until five minutes before leaving on a daily basis. This special alarm for him took the pair by surprise and Zoe jumped up in search of her jeans and Max ran to the shower grabbing his clothes on the way.
Almost half an hour later and the pair were ready to leave. Luckily they planned for this to happen and they had just enough time to stop off at Zoe's favourite restaurant for lunch. This gave them a chance to talk about the previous night.
"So Dr Hanna has a wild side."
"Don't sound so surprised."
"Yeah I always knew you had it in you." Max agreed. Although this wasn't the point he was making.
"How come in all the time I've known you this is the first time I've seen you drunk?"
"I'm clinical lead Max I have to assume responsibility."
"Pft, like that would stop you." Max rolled his eyes. This was true. For Zoe, since Linda has left she had no one that she was close enough to go partying with, and only those from the old days knew about this side to her although she was sure everyone had heard the rumours. Cal had several times tried to get her to go out with the others but she always had too much work to catch up on. Being Clinical Lead left her no time to have a life of her own. Max however, interrupted her thoughts. "Well don't think you're getting out of it once we get back."
"I forgot how much fun it was."
"You would not be saying this if you had a hangover," Max pointed out.
They both ordered their food and a glass of wine. It was only going to be a quick meal so luckily the service here was relatively quick – well previous times Zoe had been here it had been.
"I've never seen you watch a football match before." Max came to a realisation. He wondered whether Zoe was one of the rare bread of women who got totally into it. He found it hilarious really. He'd go down to the pub with his friends and they'd all be shouting at the TV screen and he would just be fully relaxed. However, when he's in a stadium that's a totally different story, as Zoe will soon find out.
"Yeah well it's nothing special." Max looked at her with disappointment. "Well believe it or not I'm very calm when it comes to football."
Max nodded slowly. "Of course you are."
Zoe ignored his sarcasm and their food arrived before she got a chance to fire shots at him. They ate their lunch fairy quickly as it was a lunchtime kick-off meaning they had just under an hour and a half to get to the game and soak in the atmosphere. This, for Liverpool and United fans, was the biggest match of the season and seeing as the pair probably wouldn't get to see Liverpool play for a while it was important to them to treasure every second.
After finishing their lunch Zoe and Max started walking down the street towards the stadium. The beauty of Zoe's favourite restaurant was that it couldn't be more than a mile away from the stadium. Luckily, for once, Zoe wasn't wearing her heels either – although it would have been criminal to wear heels to a football match. Only an amateur wouldn't be aware of this and even then it's just common sense.
Both of them were sporting their Liverpool shirts as were the majority of people walking down the street. Crowds were singing 'You'll Never Walk Alone' but neither Max nor Zoe joined in. At least at this stage they didn't.
Max stopped suddenly and patted down his coat. He searched his pockets twice before worryingly glancing at Zoe. "I can't find the tickets." He complained.
"What?" Zoe was not amused.
"I put them in my coat pocket before we left Holby yesterday I'm sure of it but they're not there anymore."
"Are you joking? Max if we don't have the tickets we can't get into the match."
Max looked at her seriously.
"Give me your coat." Zoe ordered. She held out her hands expectantly. Max only stood there looking confused. "If you think I trust you to check your pockets properly then you'd be wrong."
Max began to smile slowly before bursting into a laughing fit and produced the tickets from behind his back. "Got to be cruel to be kind," he winked at Zoe. She looked at him fuming and stormed off down the road. Oh how Max loved a livid Zoe. He knew she couldn't be angry with him for too long after all he had the tickets. After a couple of seconds he began to jog after Zoe who was already halfway down the road and they walked the rest of the way in silence. Max attempted to spark conversation several times but Zoe wasn't having any of it.
Once they reached the ground they both bought their match day magazines. Once arriving at the correct gate Zoe demanded her ticket but Max refused. "Give me a kiss and you get your ticket."
"Max, no time for joking now just give me the ticket."
Max shook his head. "Not having you pissed off for the next couple of hours."
"I paid for the tickets Max."
"Well then I guess you'll just have to stay here."
Zoe gave him a quick peck on the cheek. "Now do I get my ticket?"
Max reluctantly handed over her ticket. "That's not what I meant mardy bum." Zoe just shook her head.
"Never satisfied are you?"
They both chuckled a little, almost laughing the situation off. They entered the stadium and after seeing the long queue for both the betting and the refreshments decided that they could do without either and went straight to their seats. They had a pretty decent view, around the halfway line and in the front third which was actually pretty decent. By this time there was only twenty minutes until kick off and they arrived just in time to applaud the players as they walked into the dugout after their warm up. The next time they'd remerge the game would begin.
"You ready for this?" Max grinned at Zoe.
"As I'll ever be," Zoe replied with a mixture of nerves and excitement – something only other fellow football fans would understand.