This is my FIRST SONGFIC and FIRST APH Fic. So if I went wrong somewhere please tell me ASAP! I hope you enjoy reading this. PLEASE GIVE REVIEWS, COMMENTS AND SUGGESTIONS.

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Disclaimer: I do not own this song. It belongs to The Script. (Title: Nothing by The Script). I own the storyline.

As you can see I changed the following words: from "she, her" to "he, his, him" to fit the pairings/shipping in this Song fic. Thank you.

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Dictionary:

la misère- misery

l'arrêter- stop it

Nothing

Am I better off dead?

Am I better off a quitter?

They say I'm better off now

Than I ever was with him.

"Hahaha! I know a good place where you can throw away your la misère , Alfred." Francis said putting his arm over my shoulder.

"Yeah? Where?" I asked.

"Nothing but the ol' bar." Gilbert said grinning as he slapped my back.

As they take me to my local down the street

I'm smiling but I'm dying trying not to drag my feet.

"Just drink away. Forget about what happened. Forget Arthur." Francis said pushing a glass of beer to me.

"Yes. It's best to forget it." Kiku agreed.

"Drink up, Bro." Gilbert said raising his glass of beer before chugging it down.

They say a few drinks will help you to forget him

But after one too many I know I'm never

Only they can see where this is gonna end

But they all think I'm crazy but to me it's perfect sense

After getting outside the bar I slumped on a wall.

I took a breath, "Arthur!" I shouted.

"A-Alfred-san." Kiku tried to stop me.

"Hey! I think you drank too much." Gilbert said coming to me.

"No." I said clearly, shaking my head as I turn my back towards them.

"Arthur, please!" I shouted again staggering a little.

Francis grabbed my shoulders, "Alfred, l'arrêter. Maybe you ARE better off without him."

I freed myself from Francis' grasped and started walking on the street.

And my mates are all there trying to calm me down

'Cause I'm shouting your name all over town

I'm swearing if I go there now

I can change your mind turn it all around

And I know that I'm drunk but I'll say the words

And he'll listen this time even though their slurred

Dialed his number and confess to him

Arthur. Arthur. My thoughts are filled with him as I walked. I took my phone from my pocket, dialed his number.

He picked up.

"A-Arthur." My voice was shaking, "Please, Arthur, I love you. Please."

Silence.

THUNK!

He hang up.

I'm still in love but all I heard was nothing

Still filled with hope, I made my way to the front of his house.

Climbed over his fence.

Made my way to his door.

So I stumble there, along the railings and the fences

I know if I'm face to face that he'll come to his senses

Every drunk step I take leads me to his door

If he sees how much I'm hurting

He'll take me back for sure

I knocked. Rang his doorbell. Waited for the footsteps to come closer to the door.

The door opened.

He stood there surprise.

"Arthur, I love you." I begged him falling on the floor. I've never felt so weak, so desperate. "Please...I love you. Don't leave me."

He looked away, turned away, closed the door. He left me there broken.

He said nothing

Oh I wanted words but all I heard was nothing

Oh I got nothing

Nothing

Oh sometimes love is intoxicating

Oh you're coming down your hands are shaking

When you realize there's no one waiting

After a while, Arthur opened the door, hands shaking. He was trembling, he was breaking deep inside. He peeked on the opened space seeing nothing.

Tears streaked down his cheeks as he closed the door and sat with his back to the it hugging his legs to his chest as he cried.

Am I better off dead

Am I better off a quitter

They say I'm better off now

Than I ever was with him

I walked away. Farther away...having nothing.

Oh I got nothing

I got nothing

I got nothing...

A/N: Okay, if you can't follow the storyline I'd be happy to explain it. (Here's the link: [youtube .com/watch?v=KMihKmoYfe8] Take away the spaces)

Explanation:

Alfred and Arthur broke up. Francis, Gilbert and Kiku tried to make him forget about everything so they went to a bar and drank all they can but no matter how many times Alfred got drunk he still couldn't forget Arthur. In the streets he was shouting Arthur's name and his friends stopped him. He decided to call him, and Arthur did pick up. After Alfred told him that he still loves him he said nothing and hung up. Then Alfred went to his house to show him how broken he is (Alfred thought that it would make Arthur change his mind) but still got nothing.

A/N: I'm sorry but I really can't explain why I put that scene of Iggy/Arthur crying. I just felt like it.