Maybe read the note below?
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Zoe's POV
~~~~~~"Ew! Get a room you two!" Joe said loudly from the doorway of my room, waking both me and Alfie up.
"We have one," I said drowsily. "We're in it right now."
"I mean somewhere else! Like, not in my house."
I rolled my eyes and felt the bed move slightly as Alfie sat up.
"Wassgoinon?" he said sleepily.
"Joe's being an ass," I informed him.
"I'm not!" Joe protested. "I'm just saying, I don't need to see that first thing in the morning!"
"Yeah you do, mate," Alfie said, kissing me again.
I almost swooned. I definitely had not expected that ...
Joe grumbled something under his breath and walked away.
We continued snogging, our lips forming intricate patterns and working together quite perfectly. Last night it had been sloppy, the kisses fast and furious. Unsure of each other's lips, we had bumbled about, trying to get to know each other more, I guess.
Still amazing of course.
We pulled apart.
"Sorry about that," I said breathlessly.
"S'okay," Alfie said. "It's genuinely fun annoying Joe, isn't it?"
Oh lord have mercy, I'd found the perfect man.
"Yes," I agreed. "It really is."
"I'll go take a shower then?" Alfie asked. I nodded.
"Yeah. I have my own bathroom. Just go through those doors ... "
Alfie nodded and followed my finger to the door I was pointing to. He entered my bathroom and closed the door. I heard the patter of water soon after.
The fact that Alfie Deyes was using my shower made a shiver go up my spine. I wanted to fangirl about my own relationship ...
While he bathed, I literally just sat on my bed thinking about how perfectly everything had gone. The kisses, the sleeping together, the showering, even Joe's remarks had gone by smoothly. Maybe all those shippers were right. Maybe we were actually the perfect pair.
That's when I noticed my reflection in the mirror on my vanity.
Hot damn! I wasn't wearing any make up.
I rushed to apply foundation, bronzer, and mascara--just the basics.
I was really uncomfortable with my appearance and especially vulnerable about it when it came to Alfie. Who evens knows what he had been thinking during the night?
I heard the water go off and hurriedly finished applying mascara, then raced to my bed and sat on it, trying to appear nonchalant as Alfie appeared with wet clothes and wet hair.
He sat by me. We said nothing. I considered kissing him again, just out of pure awkwardness, but decided that that would make it seem less real.
"So I guess we're dating now, huh?" Alfie asked, his voice cutting the silence like a knife.
"Are you kidding me?" I exclaimed. "Could that have been less romantic? You were practically speaking in a monotone!"
"Well, I don't see you asking me," Alfie said, instantly defensive.
"But--I--," I stuttered as I tried phrase what I wanted to say. "I shouldn't have to!"
"And why not?" Alfie argued. "You're perfectly capable of doing it!"
Yes, that was the truth. But, knowing Alfie, he would say "no" jokingly. Even though I would know he was teasing, it would still hurt my feelings.
"Let's make a bet," I said after a bit of thought.
"What kind?" I had definitely caught his interest.
"A bet to see who is better," I said.
"And how are we going to figure that out?" he asked.
"We'll compete in a bunch of challenges," I said. "Whoever wins the majority of them will be declared the better one. The loser has to ask the winner out."
"That sounds fair," Alfie said evenly. "We could make a collab out of it and do like the Chubby Bunny Challenge and those kind."
Despite being childish, it did sound fun.
"Alright. Shake on it then?" I offered out my hand.
Alfie spit in his palm then shook my hand before I had a chance to pull it away.
"Alfiiiie!" I whined, wiping the spit onto his shirt.
He laughed and I rolled my eyes in annoyance.
"Let's go get some pancakes."
Together we walked downstairs, his hand holding my tiny one, his thumb rubbing the skin of my hand.
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Wow! Thank you so much for 20,000 reads! Do you know how absolutely insane that is?
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FanfictionAlfie Deyes and Zoe Sugg are two British YouTubers who have reached fame with their popular channels. They meet to do a collab and find themselves falling in love. But when a traumatic car accident takes place, how will Alfie manage to cope with Zoe...