Hey guys! New chapter of Manboy and Heartbreaker! Hope you like it!

So, first of all, I don't own Tim Hortons, Thématin, and Hetalia.

Also, for the French words (Matthew speaks French people):

Putain*: an equivalent of a douchebag

Ferme-là et mange ton sandwhich**: Shut up and eat your sandwhich.

Mon Dieu***: My God.

Also, there will be more chapters in the future. Maybe one or two more... We'll see!


A Manboy and A HeartBreaker

Chapter Two – Tim Hortons

Alfred's POV

I clicked on the Power button on my Iphone: it's 10:59 and he's still not here. Which is weird, since Mattie's always there before me. I even looked at the Tim Hortons' clock; proving that my watch wasn't bugged today. I hear once again the little 'ding-a-ling' from the door, and looked at who passed. It was Matthew! He hurried from the door to the table where I was sitting, panting probably from a run.

"Sorry Al.", he said, "There was this douche who took his damn time. Putain* ".

"Dude, it's fine. I'm the one who asked you to come here in the first place!", I said with a grin. I tried lightening up the mood, but apparently, Matthew was real frustrated that he was late. Why is it so important to him?

"Whatever. So, I bet you're hungry, so what do you want?", he asked me, still frowning.

"Aw Matthie! Stop acting like a brat. Ladies don't like brats.", I said, grabbing his cheek.

"Hey!", he screamed, slapping my hand off his cheek, "Tell me what you want before I order nothing for you."

"Fiiine. I want... What you'll have.", I said, grinning.

"Kai, I'll be back in a minute.".

\(~.~)/

Matthew's POV

After I received the food, I walked back to the table where Alfred was sitting. He still has that goofy smile, innocent of all things. I wonder how he can sleep at night, thinking of all the girls' heart he broke. I wouldn't be able. Maybe because I'm the nice kind, and not a player. We've been friends for so long, and I never thought he would turn out like this. Well, everything happens for a reason, I guess. The good thing is that I get to spend time with him (more than his ex-girlfriends would ever have!). I sat down in my place, and handed out Alfred's breakfast/lunch. He got excited when he saw something that resembled a burger, but disappointed that there was eggs in his ThéMatin.

"What? Didn't I say no eggs!", he said loudly, causing people to turn their heads, wondering who shouted.

"Don't you remember?", I asked him, slightly laughing, "You said you would eat what I eat. So live with it.".

" Aww! But Matthie!", he said adorably.

"Ferme-la et mange ton sandwich**.", I told him roughly.

"Fiiine!", he said, acting like a total teen.

We continued eating quietly, sometimes sharing gazes, but we mostly ate. It lasted a couple of minutes, until Alfred cut the silence:

"Hey, isn't that the shirt I bought you? Like, for you b-day?", he asked me.

I flustered from his comment, hoping he didn't notice my red cheeks. I answered he was right, this was the shirt, and he put up his goofy smile once again. I peeked at the time on my watch; it was half past eleven. 'Huh, that was fast.', I thought to myself. Out of the blue, Alfred interrupted my thoughts and asked me a question:

"Hey, by the way, how's your love life doing? You already know mine, and I'm curious about hearing yours.".

My eyes opened wide from shock, since he doesn't really enter these kinds of subjects while we talk. Our conversations are mostly about him, and his life. I hesitated into what telling him, since it's not normal to tell you best male friend you love him. So I just invented the whole thing:

"Well, there's this girl I like.", I told him. "She's one of my neighbors, so I see her most of the time-.".

"So, you have a crush on this girl, you see her every day, but you don't have the balls to ask her out?", he said, cutting me off.

"As I was saying, no, I'm not scared of asking her. It's just...". I chose my words carefully, since I don't want him to find out. "I just don't want to ruin the friendship we have. If she doesn't like me, not only I will have gotten my heart broken, but I would have destroyed something precious we once had...".

He stayed silent for a bit, like he was analyzing what I had said. I was a bit nervous, hoping he wouldn't say something stupid and laugh about it. Love is a serious subject, so I hoped he'd understand.

"Well, I say, just tell her how you feel. And if it doesn't work out the way you planned it to be, it was never meant to be. And about the friendship, don't worry 'bout it. She'll get over it and be your friend again, I'm sure. That's how I think.", he said honestly.

I didn't expect for him to say something so serious, knowing Alfred's the fun type. He usually jokes about everything and continues on life, with no regrets. 'This is the first time I see him like this', I thought. I wondered if I should tell him about my real secret crush, since we were on the subject. I tried to find the right words to say, with no luck. I really wanted to tell him here and now, so I could just get over this and move on with my life. I decided to open my mouth, not really knowing what to say:

"Um... Alfred? I have something to say to you...", I said so softly I could barely hear myself.

"Matthie, what d'you say? Can't hear you.", he told me.

I gulped, and tried to talk louder:

"Well, thing is, Alfred, I'm in lo-".".

RIIIIINGALIIIIING!

'Mon Dieu***, saved by the bell', I thought.

I watched Alfred pick up his phone and putting it next to his right ear. He seemed happy about the subject, and continued chatting with someone who seemed to be his friend. He ended the conversation seconds later, saying he would go. Go to what?

"Sorry 'bout that", he said, apologizing. "Gilbert told me his friends were going to a karaoke bar tonight. Want to come?".

I looked at Alfred dumbfounded. When was the last time he invited me to a bar or something? Must have been a long time ago, I told myself. But more importantly, it could be the right moment to confess... Or make me realise he's not the one. Well, we'll see...

"Sure!", I answered, smiling. "Will you come pick me up?".

"Of course! Anything for you, Matthie!", he told me, returning the smile.

"Ok! I'll be ready near 7:30. Kai?", I said excitedly.

We got up from our chairs, since we were done eating. We threw our garbage in the trash and made our goodbyes. I walked into my car, started the engine, and looked back at Alfred. I waved my hand, saying a final goodbye, and he waved back. The only thing I could think of was tonight...


So, did you like it? I hope you did! It would mean the world to me if you would review! Also, I'll try to post the next chapter as soon as possible! I swear I'll try! (Got school... Sucks). So, I bid you good day, my fellow readers and writers!