You didn't have to scroll long. The very first name under your contact list was exactly who you needed right now. Pressing the CALL button, you held the phone far enough that you wouldn't get your eardrums blown out when the person answered.
"YO! YOU HAVE REACHED THE HERO OF THE WORLD, ALFRED F. JONES! HOW MAY I BE OF SERVICE?"
You giggled to yourself as you listened to Alfred yell obnoxiously into the phone.
"Hello Alfred. It's me, ______."
"Oh, hey ______! What can I do for you this evening?"
"Well, if you're not busy tonight. Would you mind coming over to visit for a while?"
You coughed away from the phone once you finished your sentence, mumbling an apology afterwards.
"Dude, you don't sound so good," Alfred said, losing the energy in his voice.
Even though you knew he couldn't see you, you still shook your head, "No, I'm sick. But I'm home alone and wanted some company for tonight. You are the first person I've asked so far."
"Well have no fear! Your Hero shall be over in a flash!"
Then he hung up.
You smiled at his enthusiasm. That was one of the qualities you liked so much about Alfred. Curling up in your blankets you fell over on the couch getting comfortable. You continued to stare at the TV screen, not really paying attention to what was on. Only moments later there was loud, obnoxious knocking at your front door. Before you could even get up, the door was thrown open and you could hear Alfred's laughter echo throughout the house.
"______! I'M HERE!" he shouted.
"In the living room, Al," you called back to him as loudly as you could.
Footsteps quickly came closer to you until you looked up and saw the American standing before you.
"Hi Al," your voice cracked.
"You look awful, _____," he said, his face showing concern.
You smiled the best you could and tried to sit up.
"Nope! Don't you move a single inch!" Alfred shouted, "Now that your hero is here, I shall take care of your every need!"
All you could do is stare back at him. Alfred kneeled down to be at eye level, placing a hand on your shoulder gently pushing you back down so you laid on the couch.
"Now tell me, what would you request of the hero?" he stated, much softer, but full of his confidence.
You thought about it for a moment before you answered, "Some cold water would be nice."
Alfred stood at full height and made his signature 'heroic pose'.
"Alright! I shall return shortly!"
He took off quickly and you could hear the faint sound of water in the kitchen. You closed your eyes for only a second when Alfred returned with your glass of water.
"Here you are, _____. Just like you asked."
Alfred helped you sit up and he extended the glass to you. After taking a couple sips you handed it back to him.
"Is there anything else I can get for you?" he asked gently.
You carefully laid back down, wrapping your blankets around you tighter, and looked up as Alfred kneeled beside you again. Slowly you reached a hand out toward him. He firmly took a hold of it and gave it a reassuring squeeze. You brought his hand next to your face, hoping the heat would make you feel a bit better.
You looked him straight into his baby blue eyes.
"Stay with me?" you asked rather meekly.
Alfred seemed shocked at your request, but he just smiled and nodded.
"Anything for my damsel in distress."
You smiled at him and slightly tightened your grip on his hand.
"Thank you, my hero."
You snuggled closer towards his warmth as he wrapped his other arm around you. As you slowly drifted off to sleep, you felt the soft touch of his lips against your forehead.
"You're welcome, _____. Sleep tight, sweetheart."