Gaaahhh DX When was the last time I posted? Oh well... Here is 'Jar of Hearts'. It is in fact based off 'Jar of Hearts' however, I was listening to the Three Days Grace version at the time ((just search 'Three Days Grace Jar of Hearts' and you'll find a live video, and thats it~ May I warn you, that it is Anti!USUK, so please no flames...
'And who do you think you are, running round leaving scars. Collecting your jar of hearts, and tearing love apart. You're gonna catch a cold, from the ice inside your soul. So don't come back for me, who do you think you are?'
Arthur sighed into the crisp January air, as flakes of snow fell from the heavens, twirling around him. It had been only weeks since Alfred left, without saying a single word. His true love had thrown him away like a piece of rubbish. What made it even worse was that he had to see Alfred walk around with another man attached to his arm. It drove the poor Brit mad, to the point where he rarely left his apartment, which seemed so empty, with only Arthur inside.
After a while of walking around aimlessly, Arthur found himself in front of a small teashop on a quiet London street. The place seemed so welcoming, and before long he was sitting at a small table by the slightly steamed window, watching the flakes of snow go by, while stirring his tea slowly. Not too long after he sat down, another man entered the teashop, sniffling quietly. From what Arthur could see, the man was crying. Not only this, but he was the man that Alfred had been parading about recently. 'Italian, right? Isn't he…Feliciano?' He thought, instantly recognizing the face. However, within a few minutes, the Italian was talking to a beige-blonde haired man. This ended in the man, who appeared to be Russian, taking the brown-haired man out of the teashop. Arthur sighed, 'Why won't anyone do that with me?'
He looked down into his now-empty cup and decided it was best for him to leave. He paid and left a tip, sending a smile in the cashier's direction, before turning and leaving. The sudden chilly breeze hit him and he shivered softly. The snow had become heavier since he stepped inside the cozy teashop. It was already dusting his coal-black coat, as he walked down the snowy pavement. Eventually he came to a corner. As he peered down the street, contemplating whether to go down it or not, he saw a man walk under the luminance of the streetlamps. He had a woman with him, and appeared to be laughing. He wished that he could have a love like that.
Eventually, Arthur saw Alfred. The normally charismatic American looked oddly sad. 'Alfred…' Arthur longed to run to him and hug him, but even he knew better. He walked past him, as Alfred noticed who the other man actually was.
"Arthur…Just who I was looking for! You see…I miss you." The blonde grabbed Arthur's arm, to stop him getting away.
"Yeah right, just… Get off of me Alfred." Arthur glared at the taller boy, who immediately let go. Alfred half glared as he turned and walked away, leaving the Brit alone, in the cold. Cold tears ran down his face as he sighed, he was just as lonely as he was when he left.
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