Two Sides of the World { A Zalfie Fanfic }

Alfie

I was awoken the next morning by my phone going off. I groaned and turned around to see who was texting me. The shining brightness of the screen practically blinded me and I had to squint to see who the message was from. 

My face turned into a smile when I saw that it was from Zoe. But then I remembered today was the day she was going home and I actually started to get really emotional. I had talked to Marcus a lot the night before and I had decided that I wasn't going to go to England with her. Not yet at least. 

I took a deep breath and tried not to cry, but I did anyway. I hadn't cried in about a year and it was a really odd feeling, but it just felt right to let it all out. As the tears rolled down my cheeks I read the message that she sent me saying that she had had a bad dream. 

I responded telling her I was sorry and asking if I could come over. I wanted to tell her that I wasn't coming with her to England as soon as possible. I didn't want her to think I was when I wasn't. I felt really bad about it though, I just wanted to get it over with as soon as possible. 

I got dressed quickly and looked down at my phone smiling at the words Zoe sent back telling me that I could come over to her room. I grabbed my key to my room before leaving and walking down the stairs to Zoe's room on the floor below. 

I took a deep breath outside her door before knocking on it a few times. There was a pause before I heard the sound of the lock opening on the other side and then she was pulling the door open. "Maye I come in?" I asked trying not to let my voice shake. I didn't want her to know I had been crying.

Of course, I knew I looked terrible. I had glanced in the mirror before leaving and my eyes were all red and puffy. I didn't care though, I had to see Zoe anyway. She needed to know this. 

She started talking to me, but I wasn't really listening I was just rehearsing over and over again in my head what I was going to say to her to tell her that I wasn't coming back with her to England. She stopped talking and I took the chance to butt in. 

"Zoe, I don't think I can go to England with you," I said slowly not looking at her. There was a long pause where neither of us spoke and I was really worried she was going to tell me how annoyed she was and how much she had wanted to, and I was really really scared. 

"Oh Alfie, it's okay," she finally responded after what had felt like hours. I felt like a large weight had been lifted off of my shoulders, she was okay with it. She leaned in and hugged me tightly and I felt warm and all smoshy inside. 

"Are you sure?" I asked staying in her warm embrace. 

"Positive," she said and that was when I knew I had made the right decision asking her to be my girlfriend. 

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