"Your dad seems like a pretty good guy," Zoe commented, looking around Wade's room. Music and sport posters filled the blueish grey walls, his unmade bed sat off against the wall in the center of the room, a few books laid throughout the room. She could only assume that his guitar was in the case leaning against his dresser. A few trophies sat a top of a shelf. Dirty clothes lingering everywhere tied the room together quite nicely.
"Today he is," Wade shrugged. "Sorry about the mess," he said looking around taking in the disaster that is his room.
"Don't worry about it," she waved him off. "Shows me who the real Wade is. It is safe to sit on your bed, right? You didn't bring any of your girls here did you?" She asked, biting her lip, doing her best to keep any emotion from her voice.
"Doc, you are the first girl whom I have invited into my room. Heck you're the first one allowed into my house," he told her, watching the relief fill her face. He took that as a sign that maybe not all was lost with her and what he needed to say would be enough to convince her that they could try to be a couple.
"You didn't have a go alone did you?" She asked looking at him. Wade burst out in laughter, pushing her down on his bed.
"I leave that activity for the shower, Doc," he winked, sitting next to her. "Bed is all clean."
Silence soon followed after that was said, both growing nervous. It was a lot to take in, and they wanted to put it delicately as not to ruin what friendship that already blossomed between them.
"I thought about what you said," Zoe said breaking the lingering silence. Wade looked at her waiting for her to say more, afraid that if he said anything, he would ruin what it is she had to tell him. "You're right. What we do is for us to decide. Not anyone else."
"What is it you are saying, Zoe?" He asked, putting a damper on how anxious he was feeling at the next words spoken from her. He wanted to be with her. To try. He knew that if she felt otherwise, he wouldn't push her; he would do enough to show her that they could work out. He knew at the end of the day what she wanted to do was just as important as what he wanted, and he wouldn't, couldn't push her into doing something she didn't want to do.
"What I am saying is that I don't want to regret this moment years from now, I don't want to be sitting there when I am old asking myself what if," she said, moving closer to him. "What I am saying is that I want to try this."
Wade didn't need to hear more, pulling Zoe closer, his lips moving against hers, gave Zoe all she needed to know. Getting lost in the kiss was easy, between the kiss getting deepened, hands tangling in hair, fingers exploring bare skin under shirts. Falling back on the bed, Wade on top of Zoe felt natural.
With the kiss being broken, Wade gazed down into Zoe's brown orbs, his thumb caressing her cheek. Matching grins on their swollen lips.
"I am taking you out tomorrow night," he whispered against her lips.
"Oh yeah?" She questioned, running a hand through his hair. "Why not tonight?"
"I have other things in mind," he grinned, ghosting his lips over hers. Not to mention they already has plans for tonight, not that he couldn't cancel said plans with his father.
"I am not like the rest of them, Wade. If you think that I have made a big mistake," she said, pushing against his chest.
"I am no fool," he said softly, encasing her hand with his. Bringing it to his lips to lightly kiss her knuckles. "I will never pressure you into anything. I want to be with you because you are different. You challenge me in ways no one can. I want to be your boyfriend, Zoe. I am not with you to sleep with you," he assured her, pressing a kiss to the palm of her hand.
"That's good to know," she answered back with a smile. "I have to ask what you had in mind then?"
"I figured we could hide away up here before going out in public and denying each other…"
"Why would we do that for?" She asked, cutting him off. "I don't care if this whole town knows we are together or the rumors that will spread like wildfire. I want to hold your hand; I want to be in your arms; I don't want to act like we are only friends, Wade. If I can't have that out there, I don't want any of it," she told him in a huff. "If I can't share a kiss with you whenever I want, being with you won't be worth it. I have very little time left, and I will not act like there is nothing between us."
"Then you can jump me anytime anywhere you want to," he smirked. "I only said what I did not wanting to subject you to that. Dating in a small town is different than in that city of yours. Especially when you are dating the town bad boy," he sighed lightly.
"You are better than the reputation that follows you around, Wade," she said softly, cupping his cheek. "You can change your playboy status and show everyone who the real Wade Kinsella is. The only person you need to please is yourself."
"And my really hot girlfriend," he smirked, rolling onto his back, pulling her on top of himself.
"Nice save," she giggled, nudging her nose against his.
"I try," he chuckled, nipping at her bottom lip. She smiled resting her head against his chest, running her hand over his chest down his arm to lace her fingers with his. "Not to mention we have dinner plans with my dad," he reminded her, earning himself a dusting of a blush to her cheeks.
Wade then proceed to bring their entwined hands to his mouth, planting a soft kiss to the back of her hand.
"Sports huh?" She questioned, catching sight of the trophies once more.
"Something wrong with that?" He asked, a hint of amusement in his voice, his thumb rubbing a circle in her hip.
"No, of course not," she gasped, sitting up some to look him in the eye. "I took you more of the brooding music type," she shrugged, earning a laugh from Wade.
"Can't a guy do both?" He asked, pulling her back down to him.
"I guess," she smiled. "What sport do you play?"
"Football. I started as a little tyke in pee-wee football. Played on the same team as my brother, my dad was a coach, my mom cheering us on. Nothing better than that," he explained with a soft smile. "After everything, football was my escape from everything; it was and still is the one place I feel the closest to my mom," he shared.
"That is sweet," she cooed, kissing his cheek noisily. "I think this side is my favorite side," she told him honestly. "The raw, sweet side that makes up one Wade Kinsella, the real Wade," she explained, enjoying the blush that covered his cheeks.
"I like all sides of Zoe Hart," he retorted.
Their lips brushed lightly together, when a throat being cleared broke them apart. Zoe blushed, burying her head into her newly crowned boyfriend's shoulder. Wade chuckling beneath her.
"Yes?" Wade asked, looking over to his father, holding back the annoyance he felt towards him for ruining their little moment.
"This seems like a good moment to break this little moment up," Earl chuckled, quickly turning somber. "That's not actually why I came up here. We'll have to take that rain check on dinner, Zoe," he said.
"What!? Why?" She asked, shooting her head up to look at Earl. Her embarrassment over the situation long gone. She cleared it with her dad, and she was looking forward to the meal. To learn about more about Wade.
"Your father was rushed to Mobile. I have no idea what's going on," he told her.
"What do you mean that he was rushed to Mobile?" She asked, her voice shaky, pushing herself away from Wade to pace around the room. "That can't be right!" She exclaimed, tossing her hands in the air. "He was perfectly fine this morning," she said.
"Zoe," Wade said, stepping into her path. "Breath," he instructed seeing the signs for a panic attack ready to set in. "We will go and see what's going on," he informed her. Zoe nodded her head, taking his hand in hers, following him down the stairs.
The only time she let go of his hand, was when she got into his truck. She was quick to find his hand once more with him headed toward the direction of Mobile. She remained quiet watching the scenery pass her by with blurry eyes.
Wade often tried to start a conversation, instead choosing to remain silent, doing the most he could by holding her hand and getting them to Mobile in one piece.
