I walked down the stairs and headed for the kitchen, as that is where I knew Alfie would be. I saw him desperately whacking our home phone, then I heard it, Wilf’s voice overpowered my ears. I stood and listened to the messages, they were angry, threating. They were filled with hate. I was at the top of the world less than a minute ago, kissing Alfie the love of my life, then it got to this having to hear his horrible voice fill the empty house, stabbing my heart. Each message played out, full volume, but I noticed as they carried on they became more….more peaceful. He pegged me to be his once more, as if I were a dog that someone had taken, saying we could work it out, even though I had tried to, for months at that. This time I lost it, he had cheated on me once again, now he wanted forgiveness!?! As if saying he was in love with me would change what he had done. Early in the summer I felt lost, I didn’t feel in love anymore, but I played along. When I met Alfie, my problems with Wilf became less important, I felt like the gap that I was left with was filled with Alfie. I now realize that I may have fancied him since we met, which is most likely why I stayed with Wilf, because I thought it was him I was falling in love with again, only it wasn’t. I was falling in love with my best friend. Each word he spoke was a dagger in my heart, I couldn’t take it anymore, but I couldn’t move, my feet were unresponsive. I wanted to ring Wilf then and there and tell him to leave me be, and that I didn’t love him, and I hadn’t for a long while. I wanted to tell him that I was in love with Alfie Deyes. I was in love with someone who would never hurt me, and who would do anything for me to be happy. I wanted to scream this at him, but I didn’t move. Wilf’s voice stopped abruptly, I looked and saw Alfie with the plug in his hand, he turned around taken back when he saw me stood shell shocked in the door way. He had tears in his eyes, I was strong, but when Alfie was sad, I couldn’t help but mimic his feelings. Tears piled in my eyes. I stood frozen, unable to move. Do you know what he must be thinking!?! He must think you regret what happened between you and him, and you still love Wilf! My mind raced, my heart broke I just stood letting tears run down my face, not about the break up, but for the fact that Alfie cared so much for me that he would feel bad for me. I was happy, but sad in that exact moment. He came walking over to me, eerily, as if he didn’t know if he should come over to me. He placed his arm around my shoulders, I turned to him and put my arms around his waist, pulling him closer to me. He seemed to breathe in relief.