Hey guys! Did you miss me? I was at camp for a while and got a new idea for the story. Please don't hate me.
Reviews would be nice!
Arthur looked at Matthew. The Canadian was in tears but Arthur decided not to question it. He wanted so badly to see Alfred but he didn't want anyone to make fun of him.
Feliciano gave a knowing smile, saying to the rest of them but meaning for only Arthur, "We shouldn't leave him alone. Bretagna, why don't you watch him first?" Arthur nodded, looking at the little Italian gratefully. Maybe he wasn't as dumb as he led everyone to believe.
Arthur opened the door, a relieved smile appearing when he saw sky blue eyes looking back at him. He closed the door and ran to Alfred's side, smile falling when the American spoke, "Who are you?" He smiled.
Arthur looked at him in shock, "Y-You don't remember me?" He felt both numb and sick, afraid of the answer he would receive.
"Dude, I think I'd remember a guy like you!" He grinned.
Arthur thought back. Matthew was crying. He must've had the same talk before, "Please remember me! You have to!" Arthur cried, tears pouring down his face, as he held the other close, a feeling unlike brotherly love bubbling up. Alfred pushed him away,
"What the Hell?!" He asked indignantly, "I don't even know you!"
"You do! You have to remember! Please! You can't forget! I love you too much!" Arthur cried, feeling desperately alone. He did the first thing that came to his mind. He grabbed the other and pulled him closer until their lips touched. Alfred tried to escape at first but he was weakened. As the kiss grew longer Alfred stopped struggling, until Alfred reached up and entangled his fingers in the Brit's hair. Arthur stopped kissing him in shock, looking at Alfred, who had begun to cry, "A-Alfred?" He asked tentatively.
"Yes, Iggy?" Alfred asked, bringing Arthur in for a hug, pulling him onto the bed.
"I love you."Arthur smiled, tears pouring.
Alfred's response was immediate, "I have always loved you and I will always love you." He stroked the other's cheek, smiling happily, tears falling out of his eyes.
They cried together, both happily, until they fell asleep in each others arms on the bed, each with a small smile on his face. They were the happiest they had ever been. Baile could just suck it.
Did I do good? I wanted this to be a sweet chapter with a bit of humor. Did it work and did you think I'd actually make Alfred an amnesiac?
UsUk is one of my OTP's besides PruCan so if you don't like it this story is definitely the wrong one for you!
Review this short, short, short chapter?