The guitar hummed a low tune as the blonde Brit strummed his instrument. The song was complete, and he felt like he was basking in the sunlight of happiness and joy. Ha I finally finished this song! Stupid frog! I told you I can write songs efficiently! Of course his punk days were long gone, and he hadn't spoke of his band for years, but he always felt emptiness. He missed his guitar, and he loved to have his baby back.
He glanced over at that girl, who was drooling all over his green couch. She found it "Comfortable". She would even sleep there instead of their bed sometimes. A smirk slowly found its way to his lips. It would be a rude awakening for her, but a very funny scene for him. He quickly grabbed his amp and plugged it into his British flag guitar.
"Sorry love…" He murmured before letting a loud note escape his guitar. The girl shot up and glared at him.
"Arthur Kirkland! Why are you waking me up a-"She didn't get to finish. Arthur had started singing.
You were the girl of my dreams
But not anymore
You're with me in reality
You look at me with love
And I look at you right back
Because I love you
And only you
How could someone doubt it?
Even if the world was ending,
I would be fine.
Because you're by my side
Now and Forever
My dear, My dear, My dear
The red haired girl blinked at the man, with both astonishment and surprise, even though they mean the same thing. Her face of surprise soon turned into a wide smile as she ran to the Brit and hugged him. He smiled as he held her in his embrace. This was his love. His dear.
His Forever Wife.