[ Zoe's POV ]
"Alfie?" I looked around, and finally spotted him. I ran up to him and gripped him tightly. "Alfie! I've missed you so much."
"You too, little one." He replied, letting me go and sorting out his hair. "How was it with Nala?"
"Fine, fine. What about you and London!?" I asked eagerly, grabbing his hand.
"Oh, that was good, too," Alfie smiled weakly at me, "just the same boring meetings y'know."
"Mm, shame." I pecked him on the cheek, pulling him into a run.
"What's up with you today, Zoe?" He laughed, jogging along beside me.
"I'm just so happy your home, boo." I smiled at him, truly happy again.
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That night, after the car journey, me and Alfie were sat watching Netflix shows whilst eating pizza. I grabbed his hand and ran my fingers along his smooth skin.
"You're amazing, you know that, right?" I sighed, putting my head on his chest. He wrapped around me in an embrace and kissed the top of my head.
"Well of course I am." He cackled. I smirked quietly to myself and turned around to face him, planting a big kiss on his lips. He kissed me back, cupping my face in his hands. I pressed against him as we rolled on the sofa, our show still playing in the background. We stopped, breathless, and I smiled up at him. We stood up and he pushed me against a wall, kissing me harder. He started pecking my neck, going down to my throat and chest...
