It Just Happened....(Zalfie FanFic)

Chapter 4

Zoe’s POV-

I turned around to see Alfie’s face, stood in the door way. I looked down at myself sneakily just to make sure I was fully covered, as Alfie is stood around, hmmmm….4 feet away, and I was not wearing any clothes. He had a cheeky smile planted on his face.

“Hey, what’s up?” He stated moving closer.

“Alfie! Oh…I’m just doing some um…washing.” I stated. “I actually left mymakeup bag down stairs in my purse, so um…”

“I’ll get it for you, where is it?” He stated moving back out the door way. I moved to the door and we slightly brushed past one another. I turned away shyly, blushing.

“Um, in the living room probably by the couch.”

“Kay!” He said while walking down the stairs. I raced back into the bathroom, awaiting his return.

Alfie’s POV-

“Kay!” I stated racing down the stairs. I got down the stairs and found her bag and grabbed it. I went back up the stairs and walked to the bathroom.

“Knock, Knock! Here is your bag me lady!” I stated with a mental slap in the face.

“Thanks!” She stated with her beautiful eyes lighting up.  She took the bag and shut the door. I stood there for around 30 seconds, then was walking down the stairs and began to hear Zoe’s phone ring. I raced to the arm of the love seat and answered it, not thinking as I was still captured with her beauty.

“Hello?” I asked with a smile ever present on my face.

“Where’s Zoe? Who is this?” It was Wilf, Zoe’s now ex-boyfriend. Shiz, big mistake. Why on earth would I answer Zoe’s phone without looking at who it was. I heard a scurry across the floor above and then heard the door open to the bathroom.

“Look, Wilf, Zoe and you are done, stop calling.” I felt like was going to be sick. I had just realized how much I truly liked Zoe. I hung up as Zoe entered the room, I felt my face go pale and put on a smile, obviously fake.

Zoe’s POV-

I had just finished my makeup, very little at that, just mascara and lip stick. I walked down the stairs and heard Alfie on the phone, I was unable to make out what he said though, I walked into the room and saw a pale Alfie on the couch with an obviously fake smile planted on his lips.

“Who was it?” I asked, concerned. I sat on the opposite side of the couch, putting my legs in his lap.

“Louise, feeling better today?” He asked, his cheeks now returning to their natural handsome red tone to them, I smiled, my Alfie was back.

Alfie’s POV-

I was looking Zo in the eyes, I knew I couldn’t tell her the truth it would only hurt her. I knew that lying was my only option, and I knew it would pain me to lie to her, but I had to.

“Louise, feeling better today?” I said turning away, unable to look her in the eyes as I lied to her. As I attempted to bury my lie quickly, I felt my face blush.

“I am feeling much better, how are you today?” She asked with a dazzling smileand a light giggle. I turned my gaze back at her and saw something. Something I hadn’t seen in Zoe before. She looked not only more beautiful than before, but more relieved.  It occurred to me that Zoe had been stressed about her relationship with Wilf, and now, now she didn’t have to deal with it. I set the phone away from her, as if to distance her from the caller, as if it helped.

Me and Zoe sat on the couch and just talked, about anything. It felt so good. I realized curing the conversation that her feet were still on my lap and that I was absent-mindedly playing with the hem of her sock. I realized how easily I could tickle her. I waited for the prime moment and then began, slowly at first, but then all at once.

“ALFIEEE! Stop that tickles!” She screamed through her laughter.

“That’s the point!” I said, she tried to make an escape, but I reach up and grabbed her as she ran past me. I firmly grabbed her hips puling her back down and straight onto my lap. I removed one hand and tickled her with it, while still holding her there with my other.

“Uncle! Uncle! I give up!” She said out of breathe as she straightened up to sit properly on my lap. Her legs hung over both of mine, her body faced towards me, her hands on my shoulders, and both my hands now on her waist. Our noses were no less than 4cm apart. I could have kissed her, but she turned her head, looking away from me. I sighed in sadness, no way does Zoe like me.

Zoe’s POV-

We were so close, I wanted to kiss him, oh I wanted to kiss him so badly, but I thought better of it. So I turned away. I couldn’t ruin our friendship over a little crush, besides Alfie probably had a crush that would fade away soon. He is after all well a boy. I reached down by Alfie’s side and snatched my phone, but still sat on his lap. I didn’t want to move. Come on Zoe! Get up move! Look at him, he looks defeated. It was then I realized that Alfie indeed looked sad, even with his smile plastered on his face. I got up slowly, then all at once.

“Yeah, um, well, I’ll go call Louise back now.” I said with many stutters.

“Yeah, yeah okay.” He said with a clearly of the throat. He stood as well. He looked so cute, yet so sad. I walked over and embraced him in a hug, at first he didn’t hug me back then he did. Wrapping his strong safe arms around my small frame.

“Thank you.” I said leaning into the hug more.

“For what?” He asked, but it came out only a mere whisper.

“For caring.” I said pulling back from the hug and I walked out the door, but before going up the stairs I walked back into the room and kissed on the cheek with a final thanks.

I walked into Louise’s room and sat up against the wall. My heart was beating so fast after the event that just took place, my stomach ached with butterflies, I was so happy. My phone rang I answered, expecting Louise.

Alfie’s POV-

Zoe Sugg just kissed me, granted it was on the cheek, but still, she did it! I sat down on the couch in awe, with mixed emotions and thoughts in my head as I heard Louise enter the house.

“We are back!” Louise stated entering the room with Darcy on her hip.

“Did you just get off the phone with Zoe?” I asked wondering why Zoe wasn’t down yet.

“What are you on about? Zoe and I haven’t spoken today.” She said with concern in her voice.

“Well then who—-“I knew, I jumped up off the couch and raced up the stairs, and ran toward the shut bedroom door.

“Zoe! Zoe can you please answer the door, can I please come in?” There was no answer, I wasn’t waiting. I opened the door to see Zoe on the ground crying, having a panic attack. I raced over and heard His dreadful voice, screaming for Zoe to pull it together and that they are not over till he says. Blah Blah Blah! I hung up the phone and pulled Zoe onto my lap. I cooed to her and pet her hair and shushed her, calming her down.

“Alf-al-alfi-fie,” she weakly stated after around ten minutes.

“Shh…its okay, I’m here,” She was beginning to calm down.

“I’m scared.” She mumbled into my chest, my heart broke.  She was scared of him. “He-he ha-has al-ways be-en me-an…wh-what if he-he tries to hurt me-me?” She breathed into my chest, her tears rolling down my chest with every painful word.

“I won’t let him.” I said kissing the top of her head, while tracing shapes onto Zoe’s back. I meant it, he won’t come near Zoe. I realized then, how much I meant it. It was all because I loved Zoe, let me rephrase, love Zoe.