I drop down on my couch, which can no longer be called mine since I moved out with my boyfriend.
It felt like ages ago but we only moved in together a few weeks ago.
It's usually considered a huge step, and don't get me wrong it took a lot of thinking about all the consequences, but nothing much had changed for the simple fact he already used to spend most of his time at my place anyway.
It certainly feels weird to know that you're always going to come back to a warm house and a handsome guy waiting for you and then watching tv together every night in the desperate attempt not to fall asleep which eventually happens after long busy days.
All of this seems wonderful, and it is, I'm not trying to sound ungrateful, but on days like this it's just hard.
5 Hours Earlier
"Alfie, I'm not coming." I look at him seriously.
"We've already discussed this, it's going to be fine we've done this countless times before" He insists.
I stare at him hesitant.
"If you start feeling panicky you can just tell me and I'll take you home" He adds.
"See that's the point, just because I feel panicky it doesn't mean you should be affected too!" I unconsciously raise my voice and I can see his expression turning to confusion so I gain back my composure and continue. "I don't feel like going because I know it's going to be too overwhelming so I'm asking you to go alone and have fun without me"
He stares at me for a few seconds. "It's not that important, Zoe. I don't have to go, I can stay and we can have a quiet night in" I can sense the carefulness in his choice of words.
I start getting angry again. "No, you don't have to stay home because of me! I don't need you or anybody else for that matter. I want you to go to that freaking premiere without me, end of!"
I don't want to hear what else he has to say so I turn around and leave the room before he gets a chance to reply.
I walk to our room, which is still messy but slowly coming together, and I close the blinds then decide to get in bed. The long argument tired me out, along with the stressful day and the lack of sleep I've been getting these past few days, so I tuck myself in trying not to cry in case he comes in, which I doubt he will, however my attempt fails miserably as warm tears slowly start streaming down my face and onto the pillow. It's not one of those loud cries where you grasp for air or anything, just quiet bitter tears and before I know it I'm sound asleep.
I woke up 3 hours later to an even quieter house. I got out of bed and a shiver ran through my body, I felt cold. What time was it?
I slowly made my way downstairs to the living room, no sound, he must have had left otherwise there would have been music playing from his office or the tv on.
So that's how I ended up alone on the couch on a Monday night instead of attending a fancy premiere with all my YouTube friends.
I scroll down my Twitter feed and see picture of Alfie my brother and Marcus from the red carpet, they're all looking handsome and have big smiles plastered on their faces.
I sigh pushing the laptop away, I try to tell myself I was too harsh on him and that he was acting like he always has towards me and my issues, but I couldn't help the voice in the back of my mind telling me I was screwing up his life, it'd start with small things like going to a stupid screening and then it'd end up with him turning down amazing opportunities because little Zoe couldn't go, because precious little Zoe couldn't stay without her boyfriend for more than a few days.
Well, I refuse to affect his life in such a way, but what am I supposed to do now that our lives have tangled together so tightly? I'm not ready.
The realisation hits me hard, so I decide to do something in order to get my mind off everything, I start tiding the house then I edit a main channel video I have scheduled for next Sunday.
Hours go by and once I'm done editing I feel like my eyes are about to shut closed again so I run myself a warm bath.
But just as I'm about to get in I hear a noise coming from downstairs, shuffling and the sound of keys being dropped on the kitchen counter, he's back.
I pick up one of his used shirts from the pile left on the floor and I quickly slip it on then make my way downstairs.
"Hi" I mumble.
"Hi" He speaks without even glancing at me.
"How was it?" I watch him intently.
"It was alright" He sits down at the table and turns on his laptop.
I stand on the doorway crossing my arms. "I'm sorry"
No reply.
"Alfie" I insist. "Please talk to me"
"What do you want me to say?" He's annoyed, I can tell.
I sigh. "I'm sorry for yelling at you earlier today."
He steals a quick glance at me. "It's fine, that's not what's bothering me."
"Well what else am I supposed to apologise for then?" I uncross my arms annoyed. "I said I'm sorry"
"I don't care that you yelled at me and overreacted over such a small thing." He turns towards me. "I just don't understand where you were coming from."
I frown slightly and walk to him sitting down on the chair beside him.
I take a deep breath, if there's one thing I'm happy about is the relationship I have with Alfie, with him there's no need to hide things, I can always tell him whatever's on my mind, so I force myself to let all my worries out once again. "Anxiety is a huge weight to have on your shoulders, and while I'm aware that things have gotten better over the years I can't pretend I'm fine, it's bad it's really bad and I'm just so scared that it's affecting your life as well."
He looks at me for a few seconds.
"I know but you see, that's not a decision you get to make." His expression changing to anger. "For God's sake I know it's hard, it's awful but we can't change it. That doesn't mean that you should push me away like this though."
I look down and start playing with my hands on my lap.
"Zoe" he begins. "I chose you, and I know it's not easy at times but it doesn't matter."
I sigh and look up at him. "I just don't want you to give up on things because of me, I know you want to travel and do fun stuff and I don't ever want to stop you."
His expression softens. "Come here" Before I get the chance to say anything else he tugs on my arm pulling me onto his lap.
"I'm sorry for making a big deal out of everything."
He doesn't say anything back he just smiles and that smile makes everything ok.
"I love you so much" he mumbles.
I smile slightly then quickly peck his lips but he deepens the kiss moving his hands to my thighs and pulling me up closer against him, I pull away as soon as I run out of breath.
"So..." I begin. "There's a warm bath ready upstairs"
He smirks at me. "Oh well we better hurry up or the water will go cold."
I giggle and start kissing him again.
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So there you go, this is my first fan fiction. It took me ages to finally decide to upload it, and I personally don't think it's all that good but it's a start, I like writing so I think I'm going to keep on doing it. I would also like to thank Carol for the nice words :)
Hi do you know of any good zalfie fanfics? I've read everything on wattpad and want something new xx
Ummmm, if you've already read EVERYTHING on wattpad, then I guess I can only recommend tripodsandmarshmallows' fanfics & oneshots! :D they're all on her tumblr & she organized them into one giant post with links to all her fanfics!! go check them out *-* zoellamakesmydeyes and zozeesarfati are also my favorites!!! but I think lauren's fanfics are on wattpad :) but she does have a few oneshots on her tumblr :D & shards' fics are all on her tumblr I believe :)