If Only I Had The Words {Zalfie/Joella}

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ALFIES POV

I drank the last sip of whisky, before slamming the glass back down on the bar. The lady with red locks and bright lipstick gave me a smirk. "You need to stop drinking that much, you're going to get sick."

"Who cares, might as well die anyway." I said bluntly, making her pour me more whisky into the glass. She sighed, before pouring more in.

"Let me guess? Girlfriend? Someone died?"

"Nothing like that, the girl I like basically hates me." I grumbled, downing the whisky, the burning sensation stinging my throat. But it felt good.

"And how do you know that? Girls are very hard to handle with."

"She threw me out of her apartment, it was written on her face in red marker." I slurred, not too sure what I was saying.

"Red marker? Really?" She laughed, her head tilting back in laughter. "You're weird drunk."

"I'm an idiot for drinking my miseries aren't I?" I mumbled, swirling the last bit of whisky in the glass before downing the drink. "I mean if I liked her that much I'd chase her right?"

"Yes, why aren't you doing that?" She asked, grabbing the whisky about to pour it into my glass but I stop her.

"No more please," I said, she shrugged and put it back on the shelf. "I guess I'm scared of her reaction, what if I go there and her face just fills disgust."

"I bet she likes you just as much as you like her."

"Not if she's in a love triangle."

"Love triangle? People still do that." She said, a breath coming out with a roll of her eyes.

"Yeah, it pisses me off." I said, clenching my fist at the thought of Jack kissing her, only I should kiss her.

"I think you should chase her, fight for her." She adviced, I had considered going to her apartment multiple times these past three days.

"You think?"

"Yes! Pick your big bum off that stool and march back to her, kiss her tell her you love, do anything to woo her."

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ZOES POV

Thankfully Jack left before I could turn into a dramatic mess. I went for a shower and applied some makeup before snuggling on the couch and watching some movies and scrolling through twitter.

I saw a fan account and decided to scroll through it. A picture of Alfie captured my attenion which said 'THIS IS ME AND ALFIE, HE WAS DRUNK BUT HEY WHO CARES' Alfie was wearing a beige jacket and his hair was combed back into a beanie.

Alfie? Drunk? Those words didn't seem to match.

My doorbell rung and it almost flew me off the couch, I stood up and tightened my ponytail before walking towards the door.

I opened up and I immediently felt weak in the knees. Alfie.

"Alf-" He cut me off by smacking his lips onto mine and pushing me up against the wall his hand placed firmly on my hip. My hands find his hair, the electricty pumping through my body.

I've never felt more alive.

He hooked his arms under my knees and I wrapped my arms around his waist. My lips never leaving his. He led me into the living, his tongues wrapping with mine.

He fell back onto the couch, his hand grabbing my bum while I grabbed either side of his face and kissed him longer.

This was wrong. But I loved it.

"God I missed you so much." He said in the kiss, his hand going on the bare of my back.

"I missed you." I replied, and backed away from the kiss. "What took you so long?" I whispered, my fingers brushing the burning skin on his cheek.

"I'm sorry. I'm such a idiot for not coming back here and aplogising. Do you believe me now?"

"No Courtney?" I asked, my lips brushing his.

"No Courtney, not ever. I only want you and I want you to understand that." He said, he pecked my lips softly. "No Jack?"

I swallowed, it was a promise I had to make. "No Jack." I whispered, he pecked my nose before kissing my nose.

"I'm sorry for not telling you about Courtney, it was stupid." He apologised, wrapping his arm around my waist and pulling me onto his lap.

"It's okay." I smiled, kissing his plump lips a bit longer.

"Now tell me what you did while I was gone?"

And that when my breath hitched in my throat.

I had to tell him about Jack..