When we met(a zalfie fanfic)

Zoe

I awoke suddenly to the sound of someone knocking on my door. I sat up slowly and exited my bedroom, making my way down to the front door. I couldn't make out who was at the door when looking through the window. I opened the door anyway, i suspected it could be the postman. It wasn't. It was the guy who i bumped into yesterday.

"Hey, what are you doing here" i questioned.

"I just couldn't keep away" he replied.

I found this answer rather odd but i couldn't help but smile and blush slightly. i invited him in and told him to sit in the living room while i went to put my dressing gown on. my t-shirt was quite see through and i wasn't wearing a bra. Wow that's embarrassing i thought.

I reentered the living room to find the boy sat on one side of the sofa. i sat on the opposite side and brought my knees up to my chest. Neither of us spoke but it didn't feel awkward at all. It was kind of nice just to sit there in each others company. After another couple of minutes i finally spoke.

"I'm Zoe"

"Wow you read my mind, i've been wanting to know that since i knocked you over"

"Well i guess your wishes have come true, so mystery guy what's your name" I giggled.

I don't know what came over me, i suddenly felt really flirtatious. Pull yourself together Zoe, i thought. I've only just met this guy for god sake, he hasn't even told me his name yet. I guess it was nice to know someone was interested in me, someone that didn't insult me. Yes that's right, that's all it is, i'm not attracted to this guy at all. I have a boyfriend who i love. Wait do i love him? I don't think i do, i'm just forced to.

"I'm Alfie"

"Cute name"

"Thanks"

Wait did i just say that out loud, oh no. i started blushing like an idiot. why was i so rubbish at hiding my emotions. Right think Zoe, create small talk then he will leave faster.

"So how old are you?"

"21"

"Any siblings?"

"I have a younger sister called poppy"

"Favourite food?"

"Nando's"

"Favourite drink?"

"Hot chocolate"

"Last name?"

"Deyes"

"Girlfriend?"

Wait why did i just ask that. No why do i do this to myself.

"No"

YES! He doesn't have a girlfriend. why am i so happy about this? I don't like him. I have a boyfriend.

"What is this, a job interview?" he laughed.

"Sorry, i'm erm...i'm just...sorry" i stuttered.

He started to laugh even more at me, I'm so embarrassed, he thinks i'm a total creep. His laugh was interrupted by a knock at my door. I paused. Who could be at the door? i stood up and went into the hallway. i realised who it was straight away. Jamie...oh no what am i going to do. i ran back into the living room.

"Hide in my bedroom" i told Alfie.

"Why, who is it?" He questioned.

"Just do it, now"

He ran into my bedroom while i walked down the hallway to answer the door.

"Hey Jamie, can you come back later i'm not feeling too good" i said putting on my sick voice.

"I hope you're not just trying to get rid of me, that would make me really angry" he replied.

"No of course not, i'll text you later" the words stumbled out of my mouth in fear.

"Ok"

He turned around and walked away, i closed the door and breathed a sigh of relief.