Zalfie Oneshots

Air Antics

Quick Note Before You Read;
Zoe and Alfie have been together for a little over a year in this oneshot. It is completely separate from the previous oneshot and the two are in no way related, only in that they are both about Zalfie. Ok, enjoy!

Alfie's POV

"Come on Alf! We're going to be late meeting up with everyone if we don't leave now!" I heard my girlfriend yell from the front door of her flat.

I'd stayed over at hers last night, as I do most nights, because it would be easier to keep all of our things together for travelling. Stalking around our - her - bedroom I finally concluded that my fourth check was successful and neither of us had forgotten anything, so I grabbed my hand luggage and went through to the living room to step into the awaiting lift with Zoë.

"I swear Alfie Deyes we have reversed roles in this relationship" Zoë rolled her eyes at me, acting mad.

"I'm sorry little one" I smirked at her and moved in the lift so that she was pressed up against the back wall and my hands rested on either side of her on the rail, caging her in. "But hey, you know I'm really the man don't you" I whispered in her ear before gently sucking on her left earlobe and pushing my hips into hers a little bit. I heard her breathing hitch and she grabbed onto my shoulder with one of her hands, but before she could make her move I stepped away just in time to hear the lift ding and see the doors part ways.

"Tease" she muttered before grabbing her suitcase and strutting through the lobby of her building, out the door and towards the awaiting cab, and I swear she looked sexier than ever before.

She was wearing a pair of black heeled wedges which, along with the light denim booty shorts she was wearing made her legs look amazing. The V neck white shirt she had tucked into her shorts was enough to make me practically drool, and her messy bun and natural make up made me fall head over heals for her all over again. Man I was lucky.

I quickly realised I'd been staring a bit too long when the doors of the lift began to draw shut and, much to Zoë and our cab drivers amusement, I had to squeeze myself and my suitcase through the minimising gap. Zoë's face was one of a woman who knew she had succeeded as she slipped into the backseat of the cab next to me once our bags had been put into the boot, but I wasn't about to let her win that easy.

Two Hours Later

Zoë and I had made it to the airport in time to meet with Marcus, Naomi, Jim and Tanya and we were now all in the departures lounge ready to board our plane for our couples/friends retreat to Zante. I looked over at Zoë as she sat with Naomi and Tanya chatting away and then at the screen which said we would be boarding in 10 minutes time. Perfect.

"Hey Zo? Can you come with me a sec?" I tried to sound as innocent as I possibly could whilst standing up and motioning for Zoë to take my hand.

She looked completely puzzled but took my hand and rose from her seat anyways "Uh, yeah, okay." She looked back at Tanya who just shrugged and raised her eyebrow before turning back to Naomi again.

I lead Zoë out to the empty corridor - Thank God! - just out of sight from the departure lounge and before she could do or say anything else I swung her round and pushed her up against the wall. Her hands grabbed my shoulders and I caged her in once again by placing my hands either side of her waist on the wall, my face level with hers. "I didn't appreciate your little show earlier today gorgeous" I whispered huskily into her ear, loving the way her breath hitched again at my words.

"No?" She asked in an innocent voice, her hands playing in my hair and her nose now touching mine. "Well I thought it was hilarious" Zoë smirked at me and wore the same victorious look as when the moment in question happened earlier on today.