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Arthur's point of view. Arthur is 16 while Alfred is 14.

My Life Is Complicated

By waterrain


I hate Ice Cream. I hate McDonalds. I hate kittens.

The reason is only three words Alfred Freedom Jones. What does ice cream, McDonalds, and kittens have in common? The answer is Alfred.

I'm competing against ice cream, McDonalds, and kittens. Last night I had said to him 'Bloody hell, Alfred. You act as if you are married to McDonalds' and want to know what that idiot told me 'I'm not acting. Some people are married to their work, but I'm married to McDonalds.'

"Alfred, Why are eating ice cream for breakfast?"

"Because it is my lover."

"What happened to McDonalds?"

"Ice Cream is my sweet, but chilling affair. I'm having an affair even though I'm happy with McDonalds, but yet I don't feel guilty, Artie. After all McDonalds is constantly cheating on me by letting just anyone with money buy a meal."

Why do I have to have a crush on such an idiot? He claims to be married to McDonalds and having an affair on said McDonalds by eating ice cream.

"Do not call me, Artie. How many times have I told you?"

Alfred picked up two kittens, stood up, and grinned widely at me.

"Tony and Liberty want pets from you."

I hate kittens. Tony and Liberty are hissing at me.

"I do not want to pet those filthy animals."

"Do not insult my children."

Married to McDonalds, having an affair by eating ice cream, and two kittens being his so called children. Thankfully, The kittens are away from me.

"Arthur Kirkland, You are my adopted brother and best friend. Do not insult my babies." Alfred said slowly, his blue eyes narrowed, and those cheeks were puffed out.

Did I mention that I'm Alfred's adopted older brother? It slipped my mind for I was adopted last week by Alfred's mother. I did not want to go back to the United Kingdom so my mother decided to let Alfred's mother adopt me.

My mother and Alfred's mother are best friends although if asked they would say 'We are like sisters'. I'm allowed to call Alfred's mother by the title of Aunt. Alfred is allowed to call my mother by the title of Aunt. Yes, My mother and Alfred's mother think of each other as sisters even though they are not related at all.

"Alfred, I'm sorry for insulting your precious little ones."

"You are forgiven."

I'm sixteen years while Alfred is fourteen years old. There is a two year age gap, but it is not like there is a four or five age gap. It is not wrong that I have a crush on Alfred Jones. I met Alfred before my mother met Alfred's mother! Honestly, I should not accept that invite five years ago to come over on the fourth of July with my family. My family meaning my mother and four brothers. If I had not accepted then Alfred's mother and my mother wouldn't have met each other, but of course it would have happened sooner or later.

Do I think of Alfred as a cousin or brother? Fuck no. I was eleven years old and he was nine years old when we met each at school. My feelings only grew and deepened over time for Alfred.

"Guess what Arthur?"

"What?"

"I'm the hottest thing since sliced bread!"

Alfred is not the most mature fourteen year old, but there is just something about him that makes my heart beat faster and-

"Am I the hottest thing since sliced bread?" Alfred asked me, his body was pressed against mine, arms around my back, and he was looking into my eyes. "Yes or no."

"No, You are the ugliest thing since sliced bread."

I did not mean for that to come out. I wanted to say 'Yes you are the hottest thing since sliced bread', but no my lousy mouth said the wrong thing. I could almost swear my mouth is possessed.

"You are an asshole, Artie. I'm not ugly." Alfred stated firmly, his cheeks puffed out, and he stormed away from me. The chances of Alfred having a crush on me is doubtful because I keep on screwing up and saying the wrong thing to him. My Life Is Complicated.


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