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Chapter Sixty-Five

My face starts burning with fear.
I go onto Twitter, Instagram and even Facebook, but he blocked me on every single social media.

"On everything?", Zoe asks and strokes my arm.
I nod and bury my face in my hands, starting to sob.
"I don't even have a chance to tell him now", I cry into my hands.
"What about Phil? Can you call him?"
"I don't want to annoy him with Dan's and my problems.", I sigh, "what if he finds someone else while they are still there? What if he hooks up with someone?"
"You're being ridiculous! You know Dan would never ever do that, if you are together or not.", she reassures me and smiles, "let's distract you a bit. Get ready, we are going to the cinema."

***

An hour later, we both head to see 'Me before you', which doesn't help my lovesick heart. It is nice to cry it out though, without everyone around me judging.

"That was intense.", she says, back at Joe's.
"It really was, I cried as much as I did with the book."

We talk about the movie for a bit longer before Zoe has to start replying to some emails.

While she is doing so, I take to Twitter and spend my time on there.

As usual, people, especially Dan and Phil fans, tweet me, asking about Dan.

A lot are talking about the ring on my hand, thinking Dan proposed to me.

I laugh at the thought of that.

Before, he would tell me that he definitely wants to marry me and propose 'in the most asdfghjkl, fanfictionally romantic' way possible.
Now, I'm not even sure he still feels this was. I make him go through so much shit.

From making him buy me tampons every single month to making him think I cheated on him. A wide spectrum, I would say.

Still stuck in my thoughts, I get a text.

Hoping it is from Dan or even Phil, I click on my iMessages just to be disappointed in what I see:

Alfie: Can I come over?

I sigh and show Zoe the message.
She rolls her eyes: "What does he want now?"
"I don't know...", I say while typing a reply.

Y/N: Why?
Alfie: I have to talk to you guys. Please let me explain everything.

After I talk to Zoe and Joe about it, we decide to invite him over.

Alfie arrives an hour later.

"Hey.", I say when he walks through the door Joe opens for him.
"Hey..", he says.

We all sit down in the lounge, a drowning silence laying in the room.

"So, what did you want to explain?", Joe begins.

Alfie lookw up from his hands and sighs: "It's all my fault."

"No shit.", Zoe mumbles next to me.

"You guys don't understand. I set it up. It's not real", he turns to Joe, "I never thought you were better for Y/N. I said it so Dan would get jealous, I never knew you actually liked her. I wanted her... to be mine."

Zoe looks back from Alfie to Joe to me in complete shock: "What?"

Alfie sighs and continues, looking at Zoe: "I'm so so sorry. I'm a stupid asshole and you deserve so much bloody better. But I just couldn't help myself feeling this way."

"I'm so confused.", I mumble and bury my head in my hands.

Both Zoe and I have the sadness and disappointment written on our faces.

Joe, on the other hand is just mad: "What the heck, dude. You told me I was better. You told me Dan was bad for her. I cared, still care, about her and you just completely used my love and my feelings for your own good. You are sick bro."

Alfie wants to say something, but Zoe cuts him off: "So you're saying you loved my best friend? You didn't even love me?"

"I did love you, oh I loved you so much. But over the years it faded but I didn't want to let you go. It's just- I- um, I related to Y/N a lot and everything about her made me love her."

I look at him, disgusted: "When were you planning on telling Zoe, or Joe, all of this?"

"I wanted Zoe and you to fight, Zoe and I to separate and you and Dan to separate, so I could have a chance with you."

"You are making me sick.", I answer, "you lied to everyone around you and hurt relationships for your own good."

"I'm sorry, that's all I have to say. I am going to leave all of you alone. I just really hope everything works out for you guys, I really do."

Zoe looks up, her face puffy and red from all of the crying: "It's over. You know we are over right?"

All he does is nod. A single, sad, little nod.

Joe stands up and points to the door: "Leave, right now."

Alfie doesn't hesitate but leaves right away.

He left us. Left us in our broken down world.