A/N: I posted this one a little later than usual... T3T Ugh! Busy days... Hope you enjoy Chapter 7!

DISCLAIMER: Hetalia is owned by Hidekaz Himaruya! And Beatles songs... are not owned by me!


Alfred was going to have a totally kick ass day. It was the first day in forever that he's been able to hang out with his best friend. He couldn't help but giggle with delight. Arthur was slumped in his seat with a look of dread and annoyance on his face. Alfred wanted so badly to comfort him but couldn't think of how to do it. Then he had an idea.

"Hey, you can totally put on some tunes, bro..." Arthur said and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"All you have is wannabe white rappers and unskilled rock bands. I swear, Americans can't produce quality music if they tried! What do you have playing now?"

He gestured to the C.D. player and Alfred smiled, everything is according to plan so far.

"No one too important... just a band..." Alfred tried to keep a poker face but his lips tugged into a small smile. Alfred had suitably piqued Arthur's interest.

"Hey, what is it?" He pressed the eject button and snatched the C.D. from the player and read the title. The title read HELP! THE BEATLES. Arthur stared open mouthed at the C.D. and then immediately shoved the C.D back into the C.D. player.

"You didn't tell me you had quality music!"

Arthur leaned back and closed his eyes and bobbed his head to the music. "'Cause you like me too much and I like you! You've tried before to leave me but you haven't got the nerve to walk out and make me lonely which is all that I deserve. You never leave me and you know it's true. 'Cause you like me too much and I like you!"

Arthur started to quietly sing along the music, the words slipped off his tongue perfectly because of his accent. He closed his eyes and the sun illuminated his face and the wind blew his hair. He opened his bright green eyes and looked over at Alfred and smiled. Arthur rarely gives true smiles but when he does they're always around Alfred. Alfred was looking ahead driving and messing with the volume so he didn't notice. Arthur closed his eyes and slid into sleep.

Alfred immediately knew the first place that they were going to go.


Arthur woke up to Alfred pulling into a parking lot in front of Burger King. Arthur who was still a bit groggy was slightly shocked at this and turned to ask Alfred.

"Hey man, wrong side." Alfred had Arthurs car door pulled open and was leaning in. "Need any help or can you walk on your own now?" Alfred smirked "You probably don't need any help, I bet you were faking the too weak to walk thing, anyways!" Alfred laughed and started to walk into the fast food place. Arthur scrambled trying to catch up to him.

"I WAS NOT! I was seriously injured you insensitive arse!" He huffed and crossed his arms which made Alfred snicker more. "Laugh at my pain, will you? Fine then, you're paying for lunch then!" Alfred nodded pulling out his beat up wallet and taking out cash.

"I was already planning on it considering you left all of your crap back at school..." Arthur suddenly realized that all of his stuff still was at the school. He started to pace back in forth while Alfred went to get food.

"I can't believe it all of my stuff... Alfred! We need to go back, I have about thirty different assignments that I need to finish by tomorrow!" Alfred came over carrying a tray full of food. He sat it down on a table and collapsed not-so-gracefully into a chair.

"I know, bro. I asked Frechie to grab our stuff and homework and other crap like that..."

"Y-you did? When was this?" Arthur asked with shock in his voice. Alfred and Francis together alone somewhere. The thought was repulsive and invoked jealousy instantly.

"Y'know, I was walking back to come pick you up and make you leave school. Bro was coming out of the boiler room rubbing his wrists and muttering crap in french."

"Ah, his 'friends' must've handcuffed him down there, poor fellow. I almost feel bad for him." Alfred's head snapped up and he gazed with intent and amused interest at Arthur.

"Dude, seriously? I thought it was pretty funny. Didn't know you had acquired sympathy."

"I said almost didn't I?" Alfred laughed loudly enough that everyone started to look over at them.

Alfred tend to catch peoples attention whether it was in a good way or a bad way. It was the opposite with Arthur, he wasn't all that noticeable. He and I would never work out, sadly enough. We aren't even that compatible. Arthur was bumming himself out with all the thoughts of him and Alfred never working out and Alfred immediately noticed.

"Bro, what got you down? I know that you're 'serious' and 'collected.'" Alfred made air quotes when he said the words and used a mocking british accent. "But, it's not like showing feelings is a bad thing, after all, you aren't a robot. You aren't even that good with technology. Man, you'd be a sucky ass robot..."

Arthur let Alfred drone on for a little before asking "Hey, I've got a question. Why are you in the higher class even though I read more books than you? It doesn't really make sense, i've always been smarter than you." He realized what he said and immediately clamped his mouth shut. Alfred just laughed what he said off and replied.

"Matthew tutors me, dude! He doesn't really have all that much to do with his life so he gets to spend most of his lucky time with the life of the party, bro!"

"Didn't he get a boyfriend?" No one saw that coming, Alfred's brother gay. "One of Francis' friends. The silver-haired one, correct?" Arthur nodded happily and replied.

"Yup, his name is Gilbert, he seems pretty nice and actually likes and notices my brother. Unlike some of the other insensitive assholes out in this awful terrible world!"

"Half the time you don't know where your brother is if he's in the same house as you. Let alone the entire planet."

"I'm a bit hurt, Arthur. You ready to go, man?" Arthur looked down at the tray and noticed that all of the food was gone. I guess there was somewhat of a distraction so I guess it's okay that I ate all this crap. Wait, we only ate lunch an hour ago! How much can Alfred eat? Arthur nodded absentmindedly thinking about Alfred's superhuman stomach and what goes in it. He got in the car and once more he felt sleepy as soon as he got comfortable in the seat.

"What are you doing, Alfred? Drugging my food? Every time I've eaten with you I feel like sleeping like a cat is necessary after!" Alfred looked over and grinned wickedly.

"I maybe drugging your food." He stated in a french accent "Or you could say it's the french way to get people to love you!" Arthur felt his impression was scarily on the spot.

"So, where we going now, you rapist?" Alfred chuckled a bit and put the car into drive.

"I feel like a movie so let's go check out all the theaters until we find one that has a movie we both want to see playing." Alfred floored it as soon as he got onto the highway. Arthur felt that he was going scarily fast but since he was the one driving the car he assumed Alfred knew what he was doing.

"So, what do you say to that?" Alfred asked grinning over at Arthur. Arthur looked at the speedometer and quickly looked away and replied to Alfred with a strained voice.

"First, watch the road, you arse. Secondly, slow it down a bit this isn't a Need for Speed movie, you idiot. Thirdly, you've already basically kidnapped me and I don't have a say in anything because you're going to do whatever the hell you want so was asking me really necessary?" Alfred shrugged and started to go a little bit faster.

"You do realize i'm going to get tired in a dark movie theater..." In a dark movie theater. With my best friend. That i've had a crush on for too many years to count. Thank you god, thank you. That was sarcasm, god, could you tell? Arthur felt his face start to heat up and he looked away from Alfred and tried not to think about the matter too deeply because every time he did his face would turn a different, darker shade of red. Alfred started to cheerily whistle along to Got To Get You Into My Life. Lately, Arthur could only connect to love songs. Which was odd because he despised them so thoroughly.

He decided to change the subject. "What's your favorite Beatles song?" Arthur asked gesturing to the C.D. player. Alfred looked over which didn't seem safe to Arthur.

"Hmm, my favorite Beatles song..." Alfred looked thoughtful as he looked back at the road. Arthur hadn't remembered seeing Alfred think so hard before. Then again, he wasn't in his class and he somehow managed to make it into the advanced class.

"Help! Is probably my favorite song by them. Oh! Or Revolution. Hmm, maybe, Let It Be." Arthur sighed, he knew none of them were going to be about love so why did he even get his hopes up. "I also really like, I Want To Hold Your Hand." Arthur looked over quickly, Alfred looked completely serious about what he just said. Arthur quickly choked out a question.

"W-why do you like that song?" Then he coughed and asked in a calmer voice "What about it appeals to you, I mean? Not that liking it is a bad thing. The song is very amazing just like every other Beatles song but I was just curious to why you like the song because it doesn't seem to match up with your personality traits at all. Not that your personality traits are bad or anything it's just..."

"Stop it, dude. You're babbling. I like the song 'cause it's simple and sincere unlike a lot of fake things today." Arthur looked shocked and perplexed by this answer.

"You like a lot of those things, you know, insincere pop garbage and all that." What is going on with Alfred? What has Matthew been feeding him to make him sound smart?

"That's true, I guess. But sometimes being myself is important, that tends to happen a lot around you." Alfred winked at him then turned back to look at the road. Arthur's heart was beating fast. What the bloody hell was that?


A/N: There you have it! Chapter 7... I don't have much to say about it, I kinda wish I did... One thing I have to mention is the Beatles songs! It's an awesome way for them to bond *fangirl* (Also hug Beatles fan!) As usual, reviews are appreciated but not necessary! Thank you for reading!