Choices
The Call
**Okay first I really want to apologize for not updating for like a week. I have a lot of stuff going on but be patient. For those of you who want Tyler to come into the story he will come just be patient. Alright before I right the update I just want to say that there was a year skip. In the year Zoe and Patrick just dated and nothing out of the obvious. I would put more into the year and their relationship but I really want to start Tyler and Zoe. Okay comment, vote, and enjoy**
Patrick and Zoe had been entwined all day. The year was full of ups and downs. The Blackhawks had lost their fight for the cup but Zoe had been there for Patrick. That's all her needed. Zoe. She had become his everything. Not a moment went by that he didn't thank God for Zoe. As long as she was in his life everything would be okay. And it was, for both of them.
Zoe felt the same way Patrick had been feeling since the second he saw her at the bar. Neither of them said it but they loved each other. Every time Patrick would start to say it he would chicken out. Scared that one day he would have to let her go and he couldn't do that if he said he loved her. He didn't want her to go anywhere and she wasn't going anywhere. Not that she knew.
Patrick heard the ringing next to Zoe's body but was too focused on memorizing every aspect of Zoe's body. She was stunningly beautiful. Zoe had heard the phone the first time it went off. It was hers but she was purposely ignoring it. She didn't want to leave Patricks gaze to answer it. But eventually she would have to.
"Hello," Zoe said after reaching out across the bed and out of Patricks grasp for her ringing phone. The instant Zoe had left Patricks naked body he had felt like a piece of him was missing. She felt the same way. The only thing Patrick could hear was a woman's voice questioning if she was actually talking to Zoe. The second Zoe heard the woman's voice she got up and put some clothes on her naked body. She walked out of the room leaving Patrick to wonder what was going on. He gave her space though, knowing she would tell him later. They didn't keep secrets.
And hour later and Zoe still hadn't come back into the room. Patrick was starting to wonder if he should go out and find her in his apartment. His wondering was put to an end when he heard a crash to floor and he immediately threw on some shorts and rushed out of the room.
He found Zoe curled up in a ball on the floor in hysterics. She had mascara rolling down her cheeks with her tears. Her phone was next to her saying she had just ended an hour call. He immediately ran to Zoe and coddled her.
"Babe, Babe shh what's wrong?" Patrick said now becoming concerned with what had happened.
Zoe just cradled into Patrick hoping he would know she didn't want to talk about it at that moment. He knew.
Patrick picked Zoe up before bringing her to their favorite spot on the couch. He just pulled her closer and closer to him. He didn't want her to feel alone. But that's the only thing she felt. Zoe knew she should tell Patrick what was happening but until he asked again she wouldn't bring it up.
He didn't ask.
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"I understand if you don't want to talk, but I just want you to know that I'm here when you do," Patrick whispered into Zoe's ear hoping he hadn't woken her up. She had been drifting into unconsciousness all afternoon. They hadn't left their spot on the couch and they wouldn't. Zoe had heard him and knew that she should tell him why she collapsed to he floor, but saying it out loud would make it real. She didn't want it to be real.
"My dad died."
Patrick almost hadn't heard it. It had been a silent whisper but the room was silent. He looked down at Zoe as if for conformation that he had heard her correctly. She looked at Patrick with her beating eyes conforming his suspicions. He just looked at her not knowing what to say. He had no clue what to say. Patrick had never lost someone so close and dear to him. The only thing she wanted him to do was kiss her. So he did. A heart stopping kiss full of sympathy and depression. It was all compacted into to one kiss.
When Patrick pulled away he could see the tears starting to stream down Zoe's face. He was prepared for anything that was going to happen next.
"I have to go home for the funeral," Zoe said looking away from Patrick as if to muster up some courage, "Will you come with me?"
Patrick just smiled before kissing her on the forehead
"Of course."
Zoe smiled before getting off of Patricks lap. She grabbed a blanket and crawled back onto Patricks lap.
"I love you," Patrick whispered into Zoe's ear before kissing her head. Zoe just smiled.
"I love you too."
Patrick and Zoe had been entwined all day. The year was full of ups and downs. The Blackhawks had lost their fight for the cup but Zoe had been there for Patrick. That's all her needed. Zoe. She had become his everything. Not a moment went by that he didn't thank God for Zoe. As long as she was in his life everything would be okay. And it was, for both of them.
Zoe felt the same way Patrick had been feeling since the second he saw her at the bar. Neither of them said it but they loved each other. Every time Patrick would start to say it he would chicken out. Scared that one day he would have to let her go and he couldn't do that if he said he loved her. He didn't want her to go anywhere and she wasn't going anywhere. Not that she knew.
Patrick heard the ringing next to Zoe's body but was too focused on memorizing every aspect of Zoe's body. She was stunningly beautiful. Zoe had heard the phone the first time it went off. It was hers but she was purposely ignoring it. She didn't want to leave Patricks gaze to answer it. But eventually she would have to.
"Hello," Zoe said after reaching out across the bed and out of Patricks grasp for her ringing phone. The instant Zoe had left Patricks naked body he had felt like a piece of him was missing. She felt the same way. The only thing Patrick could hear was a woman's voice questioning if she was actually talking to Zoe. The second Zoe heard the woman's voice she got up and put some clothes on her naked body. She walked out of the room leaving Patrick to wonder what was going on. He gave her space though, knowing she would tell him later. They didn't keep secrets.
And hour later and Zoe still hadn't come back into the room. Patrick was starting to wonder if he should go out and find her in his apartment. His wondering was put to an end when he heard a crash to floor and he immediately threw on some shorts and rushed out of the room.
He found Zoe curled up in a ball on the floor in hysterics. She had mascara rolling down her cheeks with her tears. Her phone was next to her saying she had just ended an hour call. He immediately ran to Zoe and coddled her.
"Babe, Babe shh what's wrong?" Patrick said now becoming concerned with what had happened.
Zoe just cradled into Patrick hoping he would know she didn't want to talk about it at that moment. He knew.
Patrick picked Zoe up before bringing her to their favorite spot on the couch. He just pulled her closer and closer to him. He didn't want her to feel alone. But that's the only thing she felt. Zoe knew she should tell Patrick what was happening but until he asked again she wouldn't bring it up.
He didn't ask.
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"I understand if you don't want to talk, but I just want you to know that I'm here when you do," Patrick whispered into Zoe's ear hoping he hadn't woken her up. She had been drifting into unconsciousness all afternoon. They hadn't left their spot on the couch and they wouldn't. Zoe had heard him and knew that she should tell him why she collapsed to he floor, but saying it out loud would make it real. She didn't want it to be real.
"My dad died."
Patrick almost hadn't heard it. It had been a silent whisper but the room was silent. He looked down at Zoe as if for conformation that he had heard her correctly. She looked at Patrick with her beating eyes conforming his suspicions. He just looked at her not knowing what to say. He had no clue what to say. Patrick had never lost someone so close and dear to him. The only thing she wanted him to do was kiss her. So he did. A heart stopping kiss full of sympathy and depression. It was all compacted into to one kiss.
When Patrick pulled away he could see the tears starting to stream down Zoe's face. He was prepared for anything that was going to happen next.
"I have to go home for the funeral," Zoe said looking away from Patrick as if to muster up some courage, "Will you come with me?"
Patrick just smiled before kissing her on the forehead
"Of course."
Zoe smiled before getting off of Patricks lap. She grabbed a blanket and crawled back onto Patricks lap.
"I love you," Patrick whispered into Zoe's ear before kissing her head. Zoe just smiled.
"I love you too."
I cried so many times during this story it's unreal lol
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