I feel like such a bad author QQ. Okay, so it's been about what, a year and a half? Two? Either a REALLY long time since I last posted ANYTHING at all. So, I've decided since I can't write anything without getting really bad writer's block, you guys, my readers. (Whom I love with all my heart ;A; ) Write reviews after every chapter to see what happens next. :D I like this idea. Okay, now to this story! It's a one-shot on Arthur(England) and Alfred (America). Based on the sonf Last Kiss by Pearl Jam. Anyways, enjoy! OoO Oh where, oh where, can my baby be?
The Lord took her away from me.
She's gone to heaven so I've got to be good,
So I can see my baby when I leave this world.
Arthur had always hated that damn motorcycle. Whether they were just riding to the market that was down the street or speeding down the highway. Either way he always knew something bad would happen. And that prediction had come true. Alfred and Arthur were on their way to Ludwig's and Feliciano's house. They were having a little get together to celebrate Italy's first place award on one of paintings. Their car was in the shop, apparently there was a scratch on the door. One Arthur hadn't known existed but one Alfred had whined about the moment it was spotted. So having no other way to get to the couple's house. (Both had forgotten about Matthew.)
We were out on a date in my daddy's car,
We hadn't driven very far.
There in the road straight ahead,
A car was stalled, the engine was dead.
I couldn't stop, so I swerved to the right,
They took the motorcycle. At first Arthur was worried. He knew they would return home late and didn't want to ride in the dark but he was soon comforted by his American. While on the highway there were no other vehicles beside the until they came to a curve. A red sports car was racing down the highway, coming head on for Arthur and Alfred. Alfred, unable to stop made a sharp right and made impact with the tree. Flung off and breaking a leg and arm on impact,
I'll never forget the sound that night.
The screaming tires, the busting glass,
The painful scream that I heard last.
Oh where, oh where, can my baby be?
The Lord took her away from me.
She's gone to heaven so I've got to be good,
So I can see my baby when I leave this world.
When I woke up, the rain was falling down,
There were people standing all around.
Something warm flowing through my eyes,
But somehow I found my baby that night.
Arthur was struck in the head. Bleeding and dizzy, he laid in pain. Alfred was bleeding as well, a cut lip and broken left arm along with a few ribs.
"Arthur!" He could hear him. The quaver in his voice and the pain but he was unable to focus his vision. It wasn't until Alfred was holding his head in his lap could be see the crying face of his lover.
I lifted her head, she looked at me and said;
"Hold me darling just a little while."
Smiling he was able to make out his last words, "I love you, you bloody fool." Alfred chuckled lightly, tears falling out before he leaned down and kissed the English man. It was then Arthur had taken his last breathe and kiss, with a screaming and crying American over him.
I held her close I kissed her - our last kiss, OoO I feel really sad writing this but I just felt I should put it up. ;A; Anyways hope you guys are happy I'm back ^-^ (Please don't be angry ;u; )
I found the love that I knew I had missed.
Well now she's gone even though I hold her tight,
I lost my love, my life that night.