"I-I love you Arthur.." Alfred stuttered quietly looking of to the side. He had just confessed his love to Arthur and he was now blushing madly. Arthur began to laugh cruely, causing the American to wonder if he had said anything remotley funny. He looked up to see a mean sneer on Arthur's face "You really think that I would return those feelings Alfred?" He asked with another cruel laugh. Alfred could feel his heart shatter, into a million tiny pieces, he knew that this was a bad idea. 'If it was so bad why did you do it?' He asked himself. "I would never love someone like you."

Alfred woke with a loud gasp as he quickly sat up. He sat there gasping for a moment, trying to catch his breath. Then he realized that, it had all been a nightmare,
a horrid nightmare. He let out a relieved sigh, though his heart continued to ache. Even if it was a dream, it still hurt. He knew that Arthur wouldn't laugh at him like he did in the dream, or would he? At least Alfred thought that the Engish man wouldn't laugh. Even if he didn't laugh, Alfred still knew that his heart would end up being broken. Arthur would never return those kinds of feelings to Alfred.

He sighed and looked out the window gloomily, wondering why he had fallen for the Brit in the first place. 'I didn't mean to' He thought harshly to himself. He turned onto his side and glared angrily at the door. He couldn't help what he felt and he was just mad that it had to be Arthur, of all people. He gave an angry huff and turned back onto his back again.