Two Sides of the World { A Zalfie Fanfic }

Zoe

I woke up the next morning in a cold sweat. I had had a terrible dream and it was still fresh in my brain when I opened my eyes. I hoped that it would never happen in real life ever. 

In my dream, I was getting on the airplane to go home after Vidcon and Alfie wasn't coming with me, but at the last minute he decided to come as well. He was trying to get on the plane, but the plane was already starting to move to the runway so Alfie basically fell out of the little terminal walkway thing and it was just terrible. 

The second I woke up I got out of bed and texted Alfie, just to make sure he was okay. I knew of course nothing had happened, but I just wanted an excuse to talk to him. 

Z - 'Hey I had a bad dream. :(' 

He texted back seconds later which made me forget my bad dream instantly. 

A - 'I'm sorry. :( Can I come to your room to talk?' 

When I read those words my heart leapt, of course he could come to my room. I then remembered that I had just woken up and I looked absolutely terrible. I then realised that I didn't care. If I looked like complete shit when Alfie came over, it wouldn't matter to me. I knew he would like me no matter what I looked like, and that was a feeling I had never had before with the other guys I had dated. 

Z - 'Of course. :)' 

I then pulled my laptop up on the bed and pretended to like I looked cool. I acheived this by being on tumblr. Why did I think I was so smart and funny? 

After about ten minutes there was a soft knock on the doorway. I smiled widely and stood up to go and open the door. My heart was pounding as I put my hand to the cold handle and pulled it open. Alfie was waiting behind the door looking as gorgeous as ever. 

"May I come in?" he asked being so polite; it was adorable. 

"Of course," I said with a smile, shutting the door behind him. I followed him and sat next to him on the couch in the corner of the room that I hadn't sat in yet, I mainly just stayed in the bed. "How are you?" I asked looking into his eyes. I was startled to see that they were red and puffy. He must have been crying. "Are you okay?" I asked, the tone in my voice shifting to concerned. 

He took a deep breath before looking at me and speaking. "Zoe, I don't think I can come to England with you." He said it slowly and carefully, but also as if he had been rehearsing the words over and over for hours. 

Part of me was really sad, but the other part of me didn't care, because we would still be together whether he came with me to England or not. I mean we wouldn't see each other hardly as often and it would suck not being near each other, but I wan't that sad. 

I didn't think he would say yes anyway. 

"Oh Alfie, it's fine," I said giving him a tight hug. 

"Are you sure?" Alfie asked still in my embrace. 

"Positive."

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