Can This Be True? { A Zalfie Fanfic }

Zoe

I didn't reallt know what had happened. I all I remembered was Caspar pushing himself onto me. I remembered shouting and seeing Alfie. Then I heard the door slam. I groaned and tried to pull back from Caspar. He finally let me go and I could see a large smirk on his face. I then slapped him and started yelling. "What the hell did you do that for you liitle arse!" 

I started to cry and stomped out of the room into Alfie's bedroom. I slammed the door and locked it, climbing up onto his bed. I started to sob now, everything had gone wrong and the one person who could make it right had left. From Alfie's point of view it ad probably seemed as if I was kissing Caspar back. Everything had gone most terribly wrong.

I didn't have the courage to go back into the main room to grab my phone and text Alfie to tell him to come back and say what had happened. I was too scared that Caspar would kiss me again. I just stayed in Alfie's bed and cried. After about two hours I unlocked the door and got my phone, before running back into Alfie's room.

I flicked through my twitter feed and then clicked my phone off. There would be no point in contacting Alfie now, he had probably gone to Brighton to be with Marcus. I was glad he had left though, he needed to clear off some steam. If he had stayed he probably would have hurt Caspar really bad, and then I would have felt so guilty.

As it already was, I felt quilty. Jack and Finn were made at Alfie, and Alfie and I were mad at the twins. I just wanted everyone to be friends, and I knew I was the one who had caused all of the commotion. Just great, I thought to myself. 

After a while, I slowly started to drift to sleep. My eyelids grew heavier as they fluttered shut. I thought sleep would be a haven away from all of my worries, but I had the worst dreams I have ever had before.

Zoe's Dream~

Everything was really foggy and I was in some sort of a dance club. The music was really loud and I couldn't see anyone I knew. I felt as if I was going to panic, but then I felt warm, cmforting hands on my waist. I knew it was Alfie, I turned with a smile as I tilted my head up to kiss him. To my horror it was Caspar, but then it turned into Jack. 

I pulled away with a scream and started running. The fog was getting more and more opaque and at this point I couldn't see anything. That was when I ran into Marcus. I started crying into his shoulder and telling him everything that had happened. He was very sympathetic, but then he started to kiss me. 

I started to run from him, despreately searching for Alfie but I couldn't find him. Right before I woke up, I thought I could hear him calling my name.

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I awoke to the sound of my phone ringing. I sat up grogilly and wiped my eyes before looking to see who was calling. I hoped that it was Alfie. I was slightly disappointed when I saw that it was Marcus, but I smiled because Alfie was probably with Marcus. I hastily slid my finger across the screen to answer the call.

"Hello," I said hurriedly. "Marcus, is Alfie with you? Is he okay?" I asked really quickly. I was starting to get worried for Alfie, I knew I shouldn't worry but I just had to. 

"Ya, he's with me. Umm do you think you could come up here today?" He asked me. Then I heard Alfie in the background stand up and protest. I just knew it, he hated me. I could feel my eyes start to get heavy with tears.

"Does he even want me to come?" I asked, my voice starting to raise. 

"Yes, yes," Marcus said hurriedly. "He does, please get the next train Zoe. Bring stuff for like a week."

"Marcus, I can't stay for a week, I have other things to do. I can't keep up with all of this drama anyway."

"Just come," was all he said before hanging up. I groaned and set my phone down. I wondered where Caspar was... I didn't want to see him on my way out of their flat. I stood up and started to get dressed in my train clothes. I packed my bag up and got ready to leave. That was when I saw it. It was sitting on Alfie's desk in a faded worn box, hidden behind some books.

It was a blue, vintage ring box. Why would Alfie have that, I wondered. I picked it up and opened it with a gasp. Inside was a vintage rose gold ring set with tiny diamonds. The diamonds were in the shape of a rose. I quickly closed it and set it down. Why on earth would Alfie have this ring? Then I picked it back up again and examined a bit closer. Tucked inside of the box was a small letter. 

I hated to be nosy, but I picked out the letter and started to read it, tears welling up in my eyes. This time from happyness.

Dear Zoe,

No, this isn't an engagement ring, that would be silly of course. This is a ring to show you how much I love you. I have always loved you every video I made, every vlog, every tweet I have posted, it's all been for you. You are the one person I love above all others. I saw you looking at this at a Saturday market a while back and when I was out and about I stumbled upon it again. I thought you should have it, it looks as if it was made for you. I don't ask that you love me back or anything mushy like that. I just thought I should tell you how I feel, that's what friends do.

                                                                       ~Alfie ^_^

The part that made me cry the most though was the date written at the top of the paper. Alfie had written this for me two years ago, we had gone to that market the day we met. He had loved me every since he first met me. I immeadiately ran out of the flat, and hailed a cab. I most definitely had to catch the next train to Brighton.