AN: Don't Ever Leave by Smile Empty Soul. I listened to the song and thought it fit them all too well. So I had to write this! It turned out a bit…shorter and darker than I originally thought…but oh well! Huh…when did I get so used to writing from America's point of view?

Half inch fuse, ready to bite
Never said you're sorry cause you've always been right
Tell me I'm lame every Saturday night
Cause you drink too many and you want to fight

Here we go again. Another fight because Mr. Perfect over here went out and got drunk. And just like always, he'll wake up and blame it all on me. This always happens. But I'm used to it by now. If I wasn't I would've broken a long time ago.

All my life, hold my breath

Wonder what trouble is coming next
Hold on tight through this mess
Sing that song cause you sing it best
La la la la

So, I just wait patiently as he starts a fight. Wait until I finally get sick of it and fight back. There's nothing else I could do. Just wait, fight, wait, fight, wait. It's like this every time he drinks. He needs to learn his limits.

Hey...
I love it when you're spitting in my face
The way you scream when you're breaking all my things
I love the way you put me in my place
Don't ever leave me alone

"England. You aren't affecting me at all." His response was supposed to cut me down. "I've gotten too used to it." He started throwing things and crying. "You're acting like a baby." He brought up the Revolution. "England, don't ever leave."

Five cent heads, two bucks a pint
I was late with the rent but I never say die
Wet my bed, is it ever gonna dry?
Learned to take your shit with a big ass smile

I guess you're thinking that I'm masochistic, huh? Maybe I am. Who knows. But right now, I just want to stay with him. That's more important than my sanity, am I right? Why am I asking you? I'm the only one that can answer this question. Of course, if I ask him, he'll say that it's not and tell me to leave him alone. But I can't. I never want him to leave, to be sad like that again. And no, I'm not with him out of pity. Those smiles? They're only faked when they need to be. Most of the time, they're real.

All my life, hold my breath
Shrugging off visions of an early death
Hold on tight through this mess
Sing that song cause you sing it best
La la la la

So I'll stay with him. As long as I need to before I'm satisfied. That's right. It's not out of guilt or for his good. It's all for myself. I'm selfish. So I will hold on and never let go of him. I won't let anybody else have him.

Hey...
I love it when you're spitting in my face
The way you scream when you're breaking all my things
I love the way you put me in my place
Don't ever leave me alone
Hey...
I love it when you rip my heart away
When you hold it in my face so I can see
I love the way you bring to my knees
Don't ever leave me alone

I smiled at him as he screamed at me, tears pouring down my face. "I love you, you drunk bastard." He stopped and turned his attention to me. "But let me guess, you want me to tell you that when you're NOT drunk off your ass, right?" He was screaming at me again. God dammit…why did I have to fall in love with HIM? Why not someone else who wouldn't do this to me? God dammit, Arthur Kirkland, why the hell do I love you? He passed out, finally. As hungover as he would be in the morning, at least he'd be sober.

Hold on to me
Hold on to me
Hold on to me
Hold on...

I won't let go, Arthur. No matter how badly you treat me or how often you go get drunk, I won't let go of you. If you ever read this, you should probably learn to feel the same way.

Hey...
I love it when you're spitting in my face
The way you scream when you're breaking all my things
I love the way you put me in my place
Don't ever leave me alone
Hey...
I love it when you rip my heart away
When you hold it in my face so I can see
I love the way you bring to my knees
Don't ever leave me alone

Now its morning and he's staring up at me with those emerald eyes I can't say no to. "England." I smile down at him. "I love you." His only response is to turn bright red. But that's okay because he's cute when he blushes. And besides, I know he loves me back. And if he doesn't…I will make him.