Baby Deyes: A Zalfie Fanfiction

Week Ten and a half: Fireworks and Fun

Oops! I meant to write about New Year's Eve but I wanted to focus more on Zoe's possible miscarriage and so I decided to write a half chapter. There might be a few depending on how forgetful I am. (My mum lost a dementia commemorative pin-thing - the irony.)
We almost skipped through the rain that was pouring down outside just after midday, when I'd been discharged. I was sobbing so hard that I was laughing at my hormonal wash of emotion.
Alfie insisted on driving me home. I objected but he saw my exhaustion and refused to back down.
"I'm going to bed." Alfie moaned the second we got in. Nala began yapping and I picked her up and squeezed her until she started struggling.
"I'm okay. I got around three hours before..."
I trailed off. "I expect I'll slip away on the sofa."
"If you're sure... Okay. Love you."
I huddled under a blanket with my laptop. Nala managed to jump onto my lap. It was the last thing I could remember before I fell asleep.
Alfie shook me awake at five.
"I made you dinner. I tweeted the fans and said there would be no vlog because you were unwell. Most of them were very kind."
"Most?" I grabbed my laptop and researched the tweet. True, there were many well wishes and I smiled. But a few weren't so positive.
"@***Sparkle123***: Huh! Alfie's taking priorities. She's probably only got a slight sniffle but it exaggerating. Maybe we should stop watching!"
"@ALFIEFOREVA: @Zozeebo I hope you're happy now!!!!!!! Take your cold and your baby and leave Alfie's life."
"@IDaMan: A cold. Seriously? #notmyproblem."
My eyes filled with tears. Roughly, I grasped my camera and began filming.
"Hi. I know I'm crying. I know I look half dead. I know I have no makeup on. But I'll tell you why there will be no video from Alfie. At least, not until the fireworks vlog tomorrow. Because we were in hospital at 11 p.m. because I was bleeding. And I don't mean cuts. I mean full on miscarriage bleeding. Luckily it wasn't a miscarriage and Harry is still with us, but we were in hospital until midday while I was monitered and then we had to get some sleep. So that's why."
Tears of anger streamed down my face as I ended the video. I was fuming but by the time Louise rang to see if I was okay I was better. Alfie tactfully left me out of his blog, which included him going to the shops for snacks for Tanya and Jim's firework party. They're on firework duty, we're on snacks and Louise is on decorations.
When I was off the phone I went to shower. Alfie came back as I stepped into the kitchen in a towel and immediately noticed the aura of calm and serenity surrounding me.
"You're better then."
I nodded. "I had time to think in the shower. It's no use obsessing over it. It's sorted. They're going to check me over at the 12 and 20 week scan. It'll be fine. Now, wear your grey jeans and shirt with the burgundy jacket and hat. I'm wearing my burgundy dress and grey flats and I want us to match."
"Are you okay?" Alfie asked quietly.
"I just need to do something normal. Everything just needs to be normal for a while. This pregnancy needs to be normal again." I felt tears prick my eyelashes but I blinked them away.
"Zozeebo! Are you okay? Oh God, you poor baby. And poor Mummy." Louise and Tanya quizzed me the second I got in. I was aware that Jim was talking to Alfie and I chose to ignore the concerned glances. I had learnt that with my hormones, sympathy will make me cry. As will pretty much anything else.
Darcy was asleep in various pairs of arms all night but we woke her up for the fireworks, feeding her little bits of sausage roll. Darcy brightened up when she saw a pink one that was for her, and a snowflake. And, perfectly, just as the last firework scattered burning ashes into the air, it began to snow.
"Darcy, look. Snow." I whispered in her cold little ear.
"It's Elsa." Darcy mumbled sleepily. I carried her upstairs, despite Louise's protests, and put her to bed.
"We'd better go. It seems to be pretty heavy now and we don't want to get snowed out instead of snowed in."
Just as we hit the road there was a sudden bang and we spun 360 degrees. I screamed as I saw a car bash into us from my rear view mirror.
"Zoe! Are you okay?" Alfie cried out when we stopped. The driver of the car behind us came rushing up and I just managed to register an older man leaning anxiously towards the window before I fainted.
"Oh my God. I've killed her." The guy said.
"She's got anxiety. Its a panic attack." I heard.
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"Zoe... Are you okay?"
I slowly came to. I realized that I had been transferred to the passenger seat and Alfie sat in the drivers seat.
"We're okay Zoe. I'm taking you to get checked over. Don't worry about the car. He just smashed a rear light, nothing serious. The guy was a mechanic so he replaced it for us. You've been out for about half an hour. I kept the vlogging camera off you so the viewers won't see."
Luckily the roads weren't too packed and we got to the hospital around 2 a.m. We got checked over and discharged - they put me in the top of the list above all the partying drunks when they found out I was pregnant.
"Alfie, I'm sorry about the madness and order and too much normality. I just need space to clear my head." I whispered towards the bedroom ceiling later.
"Hm. It's okay."
I felt a warm hand slide over my stomach and pull me closer.
"Is that too little space?" Alfie chuckled quietly.
I melted into his grasp.
"I think I'll be okay."

Eeeeeeeeeeeee! Over 900 reads, guys! Wow! Please keep spreading the word about this fanfiction and soon I can take over the interwebnet! *insert evil cackle*
Anyways, hope you enjoyed... Btw, I do have a pretty well laid out plan for this fanfiction, so in the nicest possible way, please don't bombard me with suggestions for names and plot twists and so on and then three days later whine that I haven't used your idea! If they're really good I'll use them, but probably not purely because I don't want a confusing, never ending fanfic.
Also thank you to @itisfreya for being an amazing biff (best internet friends forever) as she's been including me in her fanfics and I am so incredibly grateful. I thought I should return the favour! Her Zalfie fanfics are amazing, and I'm so glad I commented on one! Also thank you @kitkat1135, @awildannaappears, and ashlucasmikecal for supporting me recently... God, that was a long speech.
Kisses!
Claudia