The change (zalfie fanfic)

Everything going downhill

I pulled up in to a spare parking lot in my mini and grabbed my stuff and got out I legged it into the hospital and stumbled up to the front desk. There sat an orange bleached, blonde haired girl who was sat at the desk on her phone talking to someone

'Excuse me' I asked impatiently

She glared and me before ending the call.

'What do you want' she asked staring at her nails.

'Urm I want to know what room Alfie deyes in actually'

'Hes number 107' she smirked.

I don't trust her she's a right slut.

I grabbed my car keys that I lay on the desk top and quickly raced down the corridor looking for Alfie.

Found him it's room number 105 why are people so horrible, there's no need!

I shoved the door open and there was Alfie unconscious with a doctor and nurses around him.

'Excuse me miss may you wait outside we are just doing an emergency surgery' one of the nurses said me politely. At least someone has manners.

I nodded quietly before stepping outside and more tears escaping my eyes for the billionth time. Millions of questions circled my head as I walked back and forth along the quiet corridor. Why is Alfie having an operation? What caused the crash? It's all my fault omg.

'Miss sorry excuse me are you Alfie's girlfriend, sister?'

A familiar voice spook interrupting me from my busy thoughts.

'Erm... er.. Urm  yes I'm his girlfriend' I eventually said before turning and noticing the polite nurse from earlier.

'Would you like a cup of coffee and me to answer some questions?' She offered. Wow she is so kind.

'Yes please' I whispered wiping my tears and taking the coffee.

We both took a seat on the uncomfy hospital chairs.

'So, what do you want to know' she asked in a small soothing voice.

'everything I guess' I chuckled sadly.

'Okay then' she smiled

'I don't know everything, only some stuff'

'Thats perfectly fine' I nodded. 

'Okay well, he is having an operation to sort his leg out it got trampled and broke with bones sticking out it unusual places and also to get the windscreen glass out of his stomach etc.'

'Wow okay' I said slowly, my voice broken

This really is bad what the hell have I done I shouldn't of let him go. I didn't realise until I felt the salty tear hit my arms and legs that I was crying.

The nurse pulled me into a hug and patted me friendly on the back.

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AUTHORS NOTE!

I'm sorry if I don't update loads this September month. It's because I have dance competitions and I have dance everyday except Thursdays so yeah busy as. And not forgetting school and homework argh. But September is always the busiest year for me. So yeah but thanks for the reads love yahs 😘☺️