Two Sides of the World { A Zalfie Fanfic }

Zoe

When I got to the airport I kind of just sat in the taxi for a while regretting my decision to just leave. It wasn't right to do that to Alfie. By leaving without saying goodbye I was only thinking of my feelings and I wanted him to know that I cared about his feelings so much. 

After sitting in the taxi and honestly debating if I should return to the hotel and just miss my flight and get another one, I got out of the car after paying the driver and walked into the large building. I sighed deeply as I walked through the stores. I didn't like to go through security until the last minute. 

There was nothing interesting in the shops, but I did buy a magazine for the trip, I thought it might be nice to have something to do to get my mind off of things. After I bought my magazine, I decided to go to the bathroom one last time before going through security. Then I would get on my plane and fly home to England. 

As I walked to the bathrooms at the very end of the long hallway full of shops I kept thinking about Alfie. I kept thinking about how bad I felt. I kept thinking about all the things he could be thinking about me and I just wanted to cry. 

I felt the tears coming on and rushed into the bathroom and into the first stall. I sat down and the tears were already down my face. I was just making the worst decisions this trip. I was so bad at deciding things. I was so bad at everything. 

As I started to think things through I just kept telling myself how bad I was at everything, and how I had messed up everything. Everything had gone wrong. Of course everything hadn't gone wrong, but that was all I could tell myself. 

I was starting to have a panic attack. 

My breath started to speed up and the bathroom stall felt like it was closing in on my. I had to get out of here. I pushed open the door and ran out of the small bathroom and straight to a bench in a small little courtyard place with windows. No one was there at the moment so I was alone. 

I pulled out my phone and dialed Alfie's number from memory. The first night he had given me his number I memorised it. I knew it would come in handy at least once. He picked up on the first ring. 

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