morning little one ▸ zalfie

five

ZOE

As I laid in my bed all I could about was the kiss between Alfie and I. I couldn't sleep thinking about it. My throat felt dry so I decided to go down and get a drink. I felt so awake I knew I wasn't going to get back to sleep so I plopped down on the seat in the living room which was pitch black. I didn't realise I had started to cry until I taste the all to familiar salty tears in my mouth.

A familiar voice startled me. "Zoe?"

"Alfie?" I unsurely asked. I had no idea he was in here and I didn't feel like having any type of conversation with him whilst i was in the middle of crying.

"Yeah, it's me. Are you okay? What's wrong?" Alfie sat up from where he was laying before hitting the free space next to him, indicating there was a space next to him.

"Sorry I didn't see you there. I'll go back upstairs." I mumbled standing from my seat. He grabbed onto my arm gently.

"Hey, don't go, what's wrong?" He softly said.

"It's nothing. I'm fine. I'm okay." I told him, trying not to let my voice give away the fact I was crying, if he didn't already know.

"Zoe, please stop acting like this. What's wrong, why can't you tell me any of this?" He inquired, sounding defeated and lost.

I looked at Alfie, he had the worst bed head ever and he looked worried. I sat down next to him and he hugged me. I cried into his shoulder, not knowing what else to do.

"Zoe, why can't you talk to me about all this?" He pleaded.

"Because Alfie, it's about you!" I slightly raised my voice, knowing how persistent he could be. He wasn't going to give up on this.

"Was it the kiss? I'm sorry. I didn't mean to confuse you. It's just that-" I cut him off knowing if I had the guts just to come out with it for else I would back away from it all again.

"Alfie, I have something I need to tell you." I spit out. Alfie gave me a look practically telling me to go on. "I'm with someone Alfie, that's why I'm so confused about everything. I never thought I would like you in that way. When you kissed me. It changed everything."

"Oh." Alfie said, obviously dumbstruck by my confession. Nothing else escaped his mouth apart from the silent breaths I knew he was taking. I hated the silence in the room, I knew he wouldn't be happy about this but I wanted him to say something, do something.

"Alfie? Say something please." I virtually begged.

"Who?" He mumbled so quietly I could barely hear him. My heart pounded at the thought of having to tell him, scared of his reaction that I knew wouldn't be silence."Who is it Zoe? Tell me!" His voice getting louder after each word he spoke.

"Alfie, please don't do this." I wasn't virtually begging him now I actually was begging him.

"Just tell me! You can't expect to tell me that you're with someone and for me to just accept that, I want to know who it is! Do I know him?" His voice continuing to get louder and louder.

"Alfie, stop shouting! Everyone is sleeping!" I hissed at him.

"Zoe. Please." He pleaded. I knew that if I had the courage to say the start I have the courage to say the end. Better now than never.

"It's Jack."

ALFIE

The words that came out between Zoe's small plump lips shocked me. I couldn't believe it. The signs, there were so many signs today, why couldn't I have known before now. My thoughts scrambled around my mind like a plate of spaghetti.