You're My Everything { A Zalfie Fanfic }

Zoe

"Louise, you know who I think is actually kind of cute?" I asked my pink-ombred friend, as I curled a piece of my brown locks around my finger. 

"No who?" Louise asked. I'm sure by now she wouldn't be surprised by anyone I was about to say. I had been obsessed with almost every single boy in your sixth form. One might call me a tad boy crazy; it didn't bother me too much, though. 

"Alfie Deyes," I said with a sigh, looking out the window at the few stars sparkling through the blanket of darkness that had fallen on the city.

I was hoping to elicit a reaction from Louise, a gasp, or something along the lines of that, so I was disappointed when all she said was, "I can sort of see it," and went back to painting her nails. Alfie Deyes was not someone that you had a crush on. He was into theatre, had a really high singing voice, could draw the most amazing pictures, and he just wasn't thought of as attractive, by like anyone. 

"Do you think I could ever get him to like me back?" I always asked this question to Louise when contemplating if someone was worth having a crush on or not. A few years ago, I always fell for the sporty boys that I had no chance with, so I was trying to fall for the more artsy guys who would be easier to get. 

"Actually, yes, I think you could," Louise said looking at me with a smile. This was an answer she had never given me before. It had always been 'He's too popular', or 'You're not his type'. I loved Louise, but sometimes she could be a big realist. 

"Wait, really?" I asked, still shocked by her surprising answer. My mouth just started to pop up in a smile, and once it was there, I couldn't stop smiling. Even if Alfie and I didn't end up together, knowing that Louise thought we could be a couple just made me so happy. 

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The first day of school after winter break was getting closer and closer and I still hadn't decided what to wear. I always liked to make an entrance back from breaks so people would realise that I really wasn't that geeky kid that no one liked, and I actually had some style. 

Sitting on my bed with clothes all around me, it did feel a bit like I was that geeky kid though. All my clothes were passed down to me from my sister, and I wasn't really allowed to pick out a lot of new outfits because our family didn't have that much money. 

This year for Christmas, I had asked for new makeup, instead of the nice new outfit I usually asked for. I had nothing to wear, and trying to impress Alfie, at this point, seemed pointless. To solve my problems, I pulled out my phone and called Louise, my one and only trusted confidante. 

"What is it?" she asked after picking up on the second ring. Ah, Louise, knowing that I'm going to call her with a stupid question about my outfit and just preparing herself for it. 

"Well, I don't really know what to wear on Monday." I said it slowly, hoping she would cut in and tell my the outfit she had already mentally picked for me. Louise was so much better at the whole stylish thing. Not to mention the fact that she was beautiful. Gorgeous golden curls and a perfect face, and to top it off, she had green eyes, of which I was the most envious of. 

"You still have your black dress from two years ago? The one with the mint tuiley fringe at the bottom?" 

I thought about the dress that was being mentioned and the image of it suddenly floated to the front of my mind. I had received it from my grandmother as a birthday present right before she passed away. I hadn't worn it in forever, I couldn't believe Louise had remembered it. "I'll get it," I said quickly setting down the phone and rumagging through the hangers in my closet, finally finding it at the very back. "Got it!" I said picking the phone back up again.