Celebrity!AlfredxReader Chapter 2

   As you screamed Alfred raced over to you, intending to calm you down, but you had other ideas. Of course you weren't completely over the events of last night so as he drew closer you became more frightened and surprised, grabbing the closest object to you. It wasn't until he came close enough for you to whack him in the head with said object did you realize you grabbed one of the fluffy pillows you were sleeping on earlier. You stood up on the bed as he became sprawled across the floor, the glasses on his face you didn't notice earlier becoming askew. As you stood, clutching the white pillow as if hanging onto it for dear life, your brain seemed to start working again as you just thought of what you did. Thinking a bit more rationally you immediately blushed scarlet, realizing your actions were a bit unjustified as you hit the man that actually saved you, and to top it off was a celebrity. Your mind seemed to have imploded in on itself as different emotions ran through your body.
   "Heh, I-I'll give you that one, especiall-" Alfred said fixing his glasses, but you of course cut him off, needing to say something or you felt like you were going to explode.
   "WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE!?" you yelled in frustration. Alfred just looked at you confused and somewhat startled by your outburst.
   "Dude I live here-" he said, but once again you cut him off, your actions now under the full control of your emotions.
   "THAT'S NOT WHAT I MEANT!" you shouted once again, running your hand down your face in frustration, the other still clutching the pillow. Now it was Alfred's turn to stare at you.
   "Ah, maybe you should just calm dow-", "I WILL NOT CALM DOWN! Who are YOU to even tell me to calm down!? Ugh! DON'T JUDGE ME!" your shouted cutting Alfred off, not even realizing that you still haven't let me him say one full sentence yet. Even though you were having this emotional breakdown Alfred still managed to chuckle, finding the way you were handling the situation entertaining.
   "So, are you hungry? Cause I'm starving!" Alfred shouted, not recognizing the fact you were still peeved at him. Completely unprepared for the question you were a bit taken aback.
   "U-uh, w-what? Why would you ask that?!" you said with a dumfounded look on your face, wondering what could compel the man in front of you to ask such a random question. 'Is this guy serious?! I'm barely able to wrap my head around the current situation and he asks me if I want food?!' you thought becoming pissed.
  "Cauze I made totally hero-worthy chocolate chip pancakes!" Alfred said in a peppy voice that you just noticed he managed to keep up throughout the entire conversation. As you looked at him you began to notice the innocence in his face, and even though he was some big time movie star you started to wonder if this was who he truly was. You were somewhat fascinated at the fact he hadn't become corrupted yet like the rest of them, and was actually more compassionate and kind than most people you knew. You would never have been able to say why, but at that moment of staring at each other you felt something, a feeling that made all your previous worries and anger melt away. You grew a dangerous shade of red as you found yourself thinking of the L word. There was no possible way, no ever-in-a-million-years-till-the-day-I-die-until-pigs-fly way that you could possibly be falling in love with a celebrity. Becoming extremely flustered and taking note to the fact you were still clutching to the pillow, you whipped it at him out of embarrassment and annoyance. Fully unprepared for the attack Alfred let out an 'omph'as he managed to catch the pillow this time, stumbling back a bit. He peered at you from behind the pillow just to see you glaring at him.
   "Hey! That one was uncalled for!" he yelled. You clenched your fists. Even with his childish demeanor you still found him somewhat annoying, especially since you realized he changed subjects just for the fact he was probably hungry.
   "You're an idiot!" you seethed with clenched teeth.
   
   ~~~OHOHOHO ZE TIMESKIP OF CHOCOLATE CHIP PANCAKES HAS WASTED ANOTHER 5 SECONDS OF YOUR LIFE~~~   

  Eating your pancakes with Alfred you realized even though you were starving, your appetite would never be able to rival his. Especially considering the fact he called five pancakes 'a light snack'. If only you had that kind of metabolism. You were also able to figure out his personality some more. Figuring out he had a hero complex that clearly explained many phenomenon's you had encountered, (like all the many super hero movies he had stacked upon one another in the living room) and probably why he saved you. That was your only explanation so far as to why some big shot celebrity would ever want to save a plain Jane like you, in your mind you weren't really worth saving. You were taken back to reality though by said person's voice.
   "So, you're all good now right?" Alfred said in-between bites. Looking at him somewhat grossed out by his lack of manners you nodded.
   "Yeah I should be fine, I kinda just needed to vent... a-and sorry about earlier anyway, I think I was a bit melodramatic and ended up hurting you, I never expected you to act this kind toward me, I mean you don't even know my name yet your treating me as if I'm your boss or something" you said sheepishly. Alfred just smiled.
   "Oh no problem! I'm a hero, it's what we do, and that's true, what's your name darlin?" Alfred asked, the trademark grin still on his face. You were a bit surprised to hear the southern drawl come from a person who supposedly grew up in the city, and you were going to definitely ask him later about it, but for now you just answered him.
   "I-I'm (first name)(last name)" you said, watching as his face lit up more.
   "Dude I thought you looked familiar! You're that chick that hands us our clothes!" he shouted. You just nodded as you took a swig of your milk, then when his words actually sunk in your eyes widened as you did a spit take.
   "OH MY GOD!" you shouted in completely terror. Now it was Alfred's turn to be surprised.
   "What is it?!" he asked becoming concerned.
   "What time is it? W-where's my phone?!" You said completely ignoring his comment, becoming frantic as you jumped off of your seat.
   "Its nine thirty and I think it's in your purse, why?" Alfred asked in a confused tone also getting up, you then turned to him, anxiety clearly written on your face.
   "Oh no! I was supposed to be at work an hour ago! Oh god my boss is gonna kill me! No, she's gonna fire me! I'm so-"
   "Hey!" you ranted until Alfred cut you off. You looked over to him pulling out his phone, typing in some numbers until you heard it dial. "You said you had to be at work an hour ago, right?" Alfred asked as he didn't look up from his phone. You nodded, your voice failing you as you were trying to figure out what to do. You were so worried about your job status you even failed to notice Alfred was calling someone as you made your way back to the room you woke up in. Thoughts flooded your mind as you became determined to find your phone. "Yo Liz! Mind getting the number to the boss of the Wellman Company? Why? Oh, just need to do something for a friend of mine~" you heard Alfred calmly say in the other room. Your whole body stiffened as you realized what he was going to do, and you refused to let that child talk to your boss. She would not only fire you but make sure you wouldn't be able to get a job in the entire metropolitan area. You made a beeline to the other room, now more angered than worried you saw him casually leaning back in one of the stools at his kitchen, but apparently he didn't notice your ruffled state. "Hello, Mrs.Wellman? Yep, that's my name don't wear it out! But I wanted to speak to you about (first name)" he continued as you glared at him, you gave an irritated growl as you raised your hand, intending to slap the phone out of his hand, but he beat you to the punch. He took one hand and grabbed your wrist, the other pinning your arm to your side as he shoved your face in his chest. You blushed since he was technically hugging you, but you internally slapped yourself to not worry about such things in the current situation. Successfully not being able to also speak your shouts of protests were muffled as he continued the conversation with your boss. "Mhm, yeah well this has nothing to do with her assignment so no need to fire her! I was just calling to inform you as to why she isn't coming to work today. Last night she almost got raped but no worries! I totally saved her!" Alfred boasted. You froze; if your air supply wasn't almost entirely cut off you would have screamed.
   'What is wrong with this guy!? He's such an idiot, he's definitely going to get me fired if I'm not already!' you thought to yourself as Alfred kept talking.
   "I guess you'll want her in tomorr- oh seriously? Cool dude I'll tell her that! K thanks, oh, nice talkin to you too! Yeah, bye~!" the celebrity finished, finally ending the conversation. He then released you, and you gasped for air as you were about to scream at him, but he cut you off before you could even start. "DUDE GUESS WHAT! YOUR BOSS TOTALLY SAID YOU COULD HAVE THE WEEK OFF! AREN'T I AWESOME!?" he yelled in excitement. You gave him the darkest glare you could muster.
  "What have you DONE?" you said through clenched teeth. You watched as his once happy expression turned into a sad frown, he almost reminded you of a kicked puppy. Instantly regretting your words your eyes widened, you never meant to actually hurt his feelings. Wanting to apologize for your rash behavior you once again didn't get the chance as he began to speak in a cheerless tone.
   "You're probably really pissed at me, I-I'm sorry, I just… you're like the first person to treat me like I'm normal, and it's been a long time since I've experienced that. I didn't really want you to go…" Alfred explained looking ashamed. Seeing he meant no harm in the first place you gave him an apologetic look.
   "No, no, I think this one's my fault. I think I might have overreacted a bit and besides you were only trying to help. And you deserve to be treated normally, so if anyone should be sorry, it's me" you said, feeling warm when you saw his face light up again at your statement.
   "Really?! So you don't hate me?" Alfred said excited. You had to suppress a giggle at the fact that he now looked like an energetic puppy.
  "Of course not-" but you weren't able to finish your sentence as he pulled you into a tight hug, a blush instantly spreading across your cheeks like wildfire.
   "A-ah A-Alf-" you started but were once again cut off by the American. You squeaked as he lifted you up and started swinging you around, doing his trademark laugh all the while.
   "Oh my gosh thanks so much (nickname)! You're the coolest girl I know!" he yelled as he then landed on the couch, you on top of him. With your blush still present you openly laughed, in disbelief at how childishly innocent this guy truly was.
   'You know, you're not too bad yourself…' you thought, enjoying the bonding moment you had with the now not-so-famous Alfred F. Jones.