When Zoe and I got to her house we went straight up to bed. I was so incredibly tired and I fell asleep right away. Not even bothering to say good night to Zoe. It had been a long day and the last thing I remembered before completely falling asleep was the fact that I hadn't posted a vlog that day.
It was a miracle that my viewers even still watched my videos. And that was why I loved them so much. They still loved me even though I was so crap at uploading videos.
Zoe kissed me on the forehead and then everything went blank and I relaxed into sleep.
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"Alfie, wake up," Zoe said softly whispering in my ear. "Alfie," she whispered yet again. I jerked awake and the sunbeams hit me right in the eyes. I groaned and rolled over moving the pillow over my head. "Alfie!" Zoe said loudly.
"What?" I asked sitting up in a very annoyed state.
"You've been sleeping all day, I want to be with you," she said more gently crawling into the bed next to me.
"I'm tired okay," I said looking out the window and trying not to look at Zoe. I was cranky in the morning and I hated almost everyone. Especially when I was woken up early.
"I just wanted to be with you," Zoe said softly before retreating from the room and clicking the door softly shut. I sighed as I sat back on the bed, banging my head on the back of the bed. I felt terrible for snapping at Zoe and immeadiately regretted it.
I was always snappy in the morning and I always regretted everything I said that was mean to people. Especially Zoe. And it was usually Zoe who I snapped at. I quickly got out of bed and got dressed before walking, almost running, down the stairs to find Zoe sitting in a chair just looking out the window.
"Zoe I'm sorry," I said walking up behind her.
"It's fine," she said not looking at me.
"I really didn't mean it," I said trying to sound so genuine, because I really was.
"I forgive you Alfie," she said turning to give me a kiss and everything was right again.
I remembered the first time that Zoe and I had gotten in a big fight before. It was the only time we had ever gotten in a fight before and it was scary.
That day Zoe was supposed to drive down to Brighton and we were going to hang out for a while. Zoe had texted me in the morning saying when she was going to drive down and I was excited and had a whole day of fun planned out for us.
But then Zoe didn't show up. She wasn't at my house at 5, 6, or even at 7. By 10 o'clock I was starting to get really scared. I thought that Zoe was hurt or had gotten in a crash or something like that.
I called her at least three times and she never answered. I finally went up to my room and tried to fall asleep at around midnight but Zoe still wasn't there. I couldn't fall asleep though I was so worried.
At about 1 am I finally saw lights down in the driveway and I practically jumped out of my bed and ran down the steps. Zoe was in the car like nothing had ever happened. She got out of the car and all she said was, "I left late and the traffic was terrible."
I had never been more angry in my life. Mainly because I was scared about Zoe and her life and I thought she was in danger. We had a really big fight the next night and it was not good.
We hardly ever fought ever again, and for that I was so greatful.
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