AUTHOR'S NOTE: I adore the thought of Alfie Moon and Roxy Mitchell getting together. They have great chemistry. This is just a little something I wrote dedicated to their cute friendship/love. This was written around the time she declared her love for him. [Episode - Late April 2012] Enjoy. Review, x
Roxy sat on the bar as the last of the Queen Vic punters left to return to their homes for bedtime. Dot had sipped the last of her sweet sherry and Shirley had downed another vodka following being recently dumped by Phil.
"See ya tomorrow, guys!" Roxy said, locking up the doors after they'd left. A cold draught was pulsing through the narrowly opened windows of the pub and Roxy had to stand up on some stools to ensure they were all shut correctly. She almost slipped, however, when she heard a small cough behind her.
"Oh my god, Alfie, you scared the life out of me."
"Sorry, Rox. Listen, you know what you said the other day…"
"Don't start this again…" she warned.
"No, hear me out alright? You know you said you, er, loved me and everything, yeah?"
Roxy sighed and folded her arms. "Uh huh."
"Well, you know if I wasn't with Kat, I'd be with you… instantly. No second thoughts."
He looked so vulnerable, so subdued, and so very different to the usually loud, fun loving and cheeky Alfie everybody knew. This just made her fall in love even more. Her heart seemed to swell and she couldn't stop the little smile from appearing on her lips.
"Alfie, you don't have to say this. It's not really helping, okay? You're with Kat. It's fine. I- I understand."
He moved closer, a sad smile on his face as he pushed back a strand of her bleach blonde hair. "Me and you would rule this place, Rox. We'd be unstoppable."
Roxy closed her eyes and smiled. "I know," she replied quietly. "But I also know that this simply can't happen."
"I so wish it could."
"But it can't, Alfie."
He didn't want to hear anymore. Instead, he leant forward and pressed his lips to hers softly. She responded, snaking her arms round his neck and gripping the collar of his bright, patterned shirt.
Just as quickly as they had started kissing, they stopped, and Alfie moved away. Roxy's blue eyes were swimming with tears, but she wouldn't let them fall down her face – not yet.
She cleared her throat as if nothing had happened. "I've got to go and pick up Amy from Jack's. They'll be wondering where I am…"
Alfie nodded solemnly and watched as she turned around to pick up her handbag and leave. Before she exited the doors, she spun round and looked directly into Alfie's eyes.
"If anything happens between you and Kat, y'know… if you ever split up, which I know probably won't happen, you know where I am. I'll wait for you. We suit each other perfectly. You know that don't you, Grandad?"
Alfie chuckled. "Stop calling me that. It's weird now, isn't it?"
Roxy burst into giggles and held the door open as she was about to leave. "Fine. I'll wait forever for you, Mr Moon."
Alfie raised his hand to wave her off as she disappeared into the dark gloom of Albert Square.
