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Anywayyyyysssss, I present! CHAPTER 4!

Alfred's POV

Artie… was actually in front of me right now. Wearing this childish pout he was wearing in the photo. It's as adorable in real life…

"What in the world are you staring at?" he suddenly asked. I jumped a bit in surprise. God, I never noticed I was staring. I felt my cheeks starting to warm up as I looked away. I coughed a bit and got my composure back.

"Well, you're like… in front of me." I stated. He raised a brow at me, obviously confused, "Excuse me?" he was able to mutter and I chuckled in response. "No, no. You don't get it. I mean, the dude I accidentally texted. The dude I chatted with in Skype. The oldie that accidentally called my number and thought I was some dude name Fra-"

"Okay, you don't have to continue that sentence. And I'm not that old!" I covered my mouth and muffled a laugh, "And you act exactly the same!" I was able to add before laughing out loud. Artie huffed and looked away and I swear, his mouth was twitching like he was about to smile. ABOUT TO!

"And you're exactly the same as I imagined." He mumbled. I nodded, "Yeahp! Typical American, man! And I'm hella prouda it!" he suddenly massaged his temples, "Yes… of course, typical American…" I heard the sarcasm in his voice but I shrugged it off.

I looked around the kitchen and spotted a box of tea bags. "So… want some tea?" I asked randomly. He tilted his head before shaking it, "No thank you. Your brother…uhm…"

"Mattie."

"Mattie…? Is that a nickname for Matthew?"

"Yeahppp!"

"Ah yes, well, Matthew already served me a cup of coffee. Which reminds me, I left it in the living room." He suddenly walked his way to the living room and I followed. I got the mug of coffee and the glass of juice on the coffee table and walked back in the kitchen.

Before he placed both cups on the sink, I snatched it. Peter's glass was already half empty but Artie's coffee looked like it was never touched. I narrowed my eyes at him, "Yeah, he did serve some. You never even drank it." He looked slightly embarrassed but then answered, "Well… he already served it… I tried.. ah… I don't really drink coffee… and I couldn't say no."

I sighed, "Well, alrighty then. I'll have the coffee." I mumbled and laid Peter's glass in the sink. I laid the mug of coffee down on top on any random surface there and got a new mug for Arthur. I got the thermos with hot water, poured some and got the box of tea bags. Got one bag and yeah, put it in the mug. I served it to Arthur who was staring back at me disbelievingly.

I couldn't help but raise a brow at him, "Yeah?" He shook his head and got the mug. He shook his head, "Nothing, really." He chuckled and took a sip. Then I realized, "Oh God! I'm sorry we only got teabags, man. No one here drinks tea. That was like… a gift or something." Arthur blushed, "No, just. I don't want to be a bother. I'll repay you someday, Alfred."

I shook my head, "Naw, you dun have to." I grabbed my mug as well and took a sip. When suddenly, I heard Artie choke. I laughed a bit and raised a brow, "What the hell, man. It's just tea." I told him. His face was red now. Like really, really red. And he was looking around and stuff, not wanting to look at me. I pouted, "Hey, wassup? Why you actin' like that, man?"

He shook his head non-stop, "N-no. Nothing. Everything's alright." He stuttered and took a sip of his tea… Making him choke again. I rolled my eyes, "Whatever, man." I muttered and took a sip of the coffee again. And now, he choked again. It's impressive on how he's actually able to do that!

"Dude, why in the world are you choking?" I asked. He looked around and pursed his lips. I waited a few seconds before he answered, "You drank on my side." I raised a brow, "Whaaaaa?"

He looked away, "You drank exactly on where I drank on the mug."

OHKAY. It was my turn to choke. I didn't even drink. I just choked… on my freaken saliva!

I forced myself to laugh… which turned out to be a really awkward, "Ha…ha…ha…" Gah… dammit. Well, nothing wrong with that, right? I mean, I didn't know. Oh gosh, he must think I'm some kinda dude who's unsanitary or something. Gahhhh, I didn't knowwww!

"I-I ah… I didn't uh know… Oh God. I didn't uhm, I'm not usually like that. I just didn't know that you.. uh drank. Cuz well, oh God…don't worry, I'm sanitary and stuff! I always take a bath and brush my teeth, I swear." He then laughed. I stared at him with wide eyes, not caring if I am blushing or not. I mean, he's blushing as well so we're freaken even!

"No, no. You've misunderstood. You don't have to know. Just… continue drinking from the other side…" he was able to say. I nodded and slowly adjusted the mug before drinking again. I gulped down the rest and placed it on the sink.

I avoided eye contact the whole time. After a few seconds, I spoke as well, "But, I thought you never drank, alright? Cuz well, you said you didn't like it. And I thought you never touched it and well-"

"Oh stop blubbering nonsense, Al." Arthur cut in. I silenced myself and nodded before smiling, "Okay, okay. I just… wanted to make myself clear, alright?" he nodded and finished his tea. He placed it on the sink and walked towards me, "Let's go up, shall we?"

I nodded again and we went on our way with an awkward silence.

Normal POV

When Peter and Matthew went up together, Matthew got Alfred's laptop and handed it to the boy who was sitting on the bed. Peter laid the laptop right in front of him and turned it on. While waiting for the laptop to finish loading, the little turned to look at the elder boy who was now watching TV.

"What's your brother's relation with my brother?" he asked. Mathew turned his head to look at the boy. He gave an unsure smile before answering, "I have no idea. Funny…" Matt muttered his last word quietly before chuckling to himself.

Peter raised a brow at him, "Why are you laughing?" he asked politely. Matthew smiled at him, "Well, I was going to ask the same thing. It was just so ironic." The little blonde gave out a giggle, "Oh dear, the irony." The two shared laughter for a few seconds.

Matthew stood up and sat beside Peter. He smirked at him and winked, "Want to see Al's drawings?" he asked. Peter's eyes widened, "He draws? That's great! And yes, I would like to see!" he was expecting to receive some kind of sketch pad or maybe a notebook but Matthew got the laptop instead.

He clicked on the 'Documents' and clicked on the 'Pictures' folder. There flashed Alfred's numerous, random drawings. They were obviously made in 'Paint' and one thing for sure, they were horrible. Peter laughed out loud and all that Matthew could do was grin. He was expecting that kind of reaction.

"Oh gosh, it's horrible!" Peter was able to say while in between his laughter. That made Matthew laugh. The kid was way too straight forward. The elder then started clicking on some random images.

"Oh gosh, is that supposed to be a cat?"

"I dunno with my bro. I thought it was a dog."

"No way! That's a cat!"

"Eh, it doesn't have whiskers!"

"It has pointed ears!"

"Let's just look at the other pictures."

"I agree."

*NEXT*

Matthew and Peter laughed out loud.

"A bunny?"

"Yeah, I think so too."

*NEXT*

"Okay, I'm pretty sure that's a person."

"What? It looks like a bug."

"Nuh-uh!"

*NEXT*

The two's eyes widened. They stared at the current image, obviously shocked. Peter shakily pointed a finger at the picture and spoke, "Uh… what's your name again?" Matthew was able to say his name in a soft whisper. Peter nodded.

/Awkward Silence/

"MATTHEW…?"

"Yeah?"

"What in the world is my brother's picture doing in Alfred's laptop?" he finally snapped. Matthew raised his hands in defeat, "Hey, don't ask me! It's not my laptop!"

Soon, Peter started to calm down. He can't believe the fact that his brother's picture was in Alfred's laptop. Well, another fact that was unbelievable was that there was actually a picture of his brother. Arthur hated cameras but there was actually a picture of him! A WEBCAM PICTURE OF HIM! HE TOOK A PICTURE OF HIMSELF!

Actually, he felt more shocked of the fact that Arthur took a picture of himself than of the fact that Alfred had his picture. Slowly, Peter collapsed on the bed.

"Uh… you okay?" the older stared at the younger. Peter was able to muffle a 'yes' and then he groaned. He rolled over and sighed, "Just shocked, really shocked." Matthew nodded in understanding. "Well, I'd react that way if I saw Alfred's picture in a stranger's laptop as well."

Peter shook his head, "It's not that. It's actually for the fact that my brother took a picture of himself." As Peter was explaining, something clicked in his head. His eyes widened and he quickly sat up, surprising Matthew a bit.

"Do you know Allyson?" he asked Matthew. The older blonde smirked, "Of course. She's like, Al's crush." Peter nodded, "Yes, he told me that." Peter had a hunch. Just a hunch…

"What does she look like?" Matthew thought for a while, "Well, blonde hair?"

"Yes, Alfred told me that. He said she had short blonde hair, right?"

Matthew faced the boy with a confused look, "What? No way. She's got really long hair. It's usually tied up in a pony tail." Peter nodded in understanding. "And she doesn't have green eyes, does she?" Matt nodded, "Yeah." Peter sighed, "Nor is she British…" the elder nodded again, "Yeah."

Peter may be young, but he's a really smart chap. He's quick in reading the atmosphere and he enjoys solving cases because Arthur usually lets him watch Sherlock Holmes in BBC. He's the most intelligent boy in his class and acted really mature. And at the moment, he's discovered that Al lied to him.

He wouldn't really think of it as a bad thing because he knew it was just some kind of cover. Peter slumped but he had this smile on his face, "I don't think Alfred likes Allyson."

The wavy haired blonde wore a mischievous smile, "You're real smart for a kid…"

Suddenly, the door squeaked open. Matthew and Peter panicked and quickly closed the current window. They faced the two elder with huge smiles.

Alfred's POV

I never thought that things would get even more awkward than it is. I was mistaken. When me and Artie went in the room, Mattie and Peter were staring at us with huge (Creeeeeepy…) smiles.

I spoke first though, "Yeah?"

They shook their heads at the same time, "Nothing~" they cooed in unison. That made them seem creepier. I led Arthur in then I sat on the floor near Peter. "Soooo… wassap?" I asked, trying not to sound awkward.

Peter smiled at me, "Well, Matthew here told me a lot about Allyson."

"Oh, is that so?" I said calmly. Peter nodded knowingly, "She really is a great girl, Alfred…"

I gulped and I could feel cold sweat rolling down my forehead. I slowly approached Peter and smiled at him, "May I speak with you outside?" I asked cheerfully. I turned my head and smiled as Mattie as well, "You too, Mattie~" I cooed.

"Don't tell Artie! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE! I'M BEGGING YOU!" Peter laughed loudly. "I never thought you'd react like this, Alfred!" he was able to say. Mattie looked at the two of us confusingly. "Who's Artie? I thought we were talking about Davis?"

Peter and I laughed out loud, "Oh gosh, I forgot to tell you!" he said in between his laughter. "His name's actually 'Arthur', Matthew!"

"Yeah! It's so weird you actually believed that crap!" I added.

Mattie rolled his eyes at us, "Well, no wonder you introduced yourself as 'Williams'…" he muttered. Peter suddenly stopped laughing, "You guys aren't 'Williams'?" he tilted his head. I bit my lip. Dammit, I've been caught.

"Yeah, it's actually our middle name… Hehe…." I clasped my hands together, "I'm really sorry for lyin so much! I mean you're like a little kid and I can't possibly tell you that the person I was talking to was a guy!" Peter merely nodded. "Don't worry about it, Alfred. There's nothing wrong with falling in love with a boy."

There, my eyes widened. Love? Whoever said anything about 'falling in love' ?

"F-Falling in love?" I blurted, my voice cracking, "Whoever said I was falling in love?"

I wasn't in love. I just mentioned that I liked the dude. There are different kinds of 'likes'. I mean, I really like Arthur but I don't think I like him in the 'like, like' way. I'm sure it it's not the same level as 'LOVE'. I just met the dude… Heheh… I'm not in love. I'm not ga… wait, okay maybe I am bi but…

Sweet baby Jesus… I'm insane. I'm in love with Arthur… Head over heels in love…

"Alfred, are you listening?" I blinked, "Wh-what?" I was able to answer. Peter massaged his temples, "Oh dear, this is harder than I expected it to be." He muttered to himself. I gave out a nervous laugh and faced Matthew.

"Dude… I'm…" I started off, "You're in love with him, Al!" he quickly continued.

"How in the world would you know?"

"It's written all over your forehead!"

I instinctively covered my forehead and narrowed my eyes, "Nuh-uh!" Mattie smirked.

"Yes, it is!"

"NO!"

"YESSS!"

"Oh please, shut up the both of you. You two are acting like children!"

Mattie and I were silenced. We both stared at Peter with apologetic looks. "Seriously, you have to keep your voices down… What if my brother hears?"

I quickly shut my mouth. Peter stood up and was about to go in the room. Mattie was about to follow but when I was about to follow as well, my heart started to pound. My face started to heat up and I practically froze.

'You're in love with him, Al!'

I gulped. Goddammit. Get out of my freaken head, Mattie's voice.

'There's nothing wrong with falling in love with a boy.'

I bit my lip. Matthew noticed that I stopped moving and looked back at me. "C'mon. Let's go in." he said, holding the door knob. I suddenly shook my head, "N-No way, man! I'm not going in there yet…"

He raised a brow, "What? Why?" I grit my teeth, "You expect me to face him right after I realized that I actually like him?" I silently shouted. It was like a loud whisper. I saw him muffle a laugh, "Well, this is so unusual." He muttered to himself.

He looked at the two guests inside the room, "Alfred and I will just make you guys some snacks downstairs. Don't be shy on using anything over there, alright?" he informed before closing the door again.

He faced me with a warm smile, "C'mon. Let's go talk downstairs."

Normal POV (gah… sorry if I keep changing the point of view)

Peter sat down beside Arthur who was feeling uneasy. He heard his brother whisper a, "Don't leave me like that…" the frowned.

The younger blonde merely chuckled when he heard that. Suddenly, Matthew informed that he'll be making snacks with Alfred, leaving the two siblings alone. Peter faced his brother, "Sooo, how are you?" he suddenly asked.

Arthur glared at me, "How am I? Well, I don't know. I feel like you guys are keeping something from me." He pouted. The younger just laughed, "Sorry, sorry. Don't worry about it. We weren't really keeping anything. We just talked about Allyson, that's all."

Arthur rolled his eyes, "Oh Please, there's nothing interesting about the girl. She's just a-" his eyes widened. He quickly shut his mouth. Peter didn't know that he knew Alfred so a simple mistake of mentioning something about Allyson would be such a giveaway.

Peter raised a brow, "a?" he asked curiously. Arthur shook his head and gave out a nervous laugh, "Wh-who is this Allyson you youngsters were talking about?" he lied. Arthur looked away making Peter roll his eyes. His brother's issue was just as bad as Alfred. Somehow, Peter was starting to feel bad that they were lying to him again but he remembered that his brother and Alfred were just… trying to hide something.

He wasn't sure if they were actually trying to hide something or they haven't really realized their feeling yet. Gosh, it would be so troublesome if Arthur's reaction will be the same as Alfred's.

"Well, Allyson is Alfred's all time crush." Peter stated. Arthur nodded, trying to act interested. "And then?" he asked. Peter smirked, "Well, Alfred suddenly realized he liked someone else. So he was just panicking and stuff. Not really a big deal. You wouldn't really be interested. I mean, you are a stranger to him, right?"

Arthur somehow looked surprised. He raised a brow to himself. He never heard of this news. Alfred never told him. Well, it's not like they talk every day, right?

"Oh, I see. I mean, yes, well. Yes, he's just a stranger…er.." Arthur stammered. His brother nodded, "Alrighty then." He looked over at the laptop, "Let's go play games on Alfred's laptop!" he pointed with a toothy grin.

Arthur slowly nodded, "Well, Matthew did say that we could use anything… Just go play if you want, I'll just watch you." He forced up a smile but Peter responded with a childish pout, "No way. It'll be boring if I played all alone."

"You know I'm not very good with games, Peter." The elder groaned but the young chap was persistent. "Awww, come on! I'll teach you!"

"I said no!"

"I said I'd teach you! It's pretty simple!"

"Oh Please. It's not that easy, Peter!"

"What the hell?" Peter laughed out loudly. "Wow, brother. You're right. You do suck at games." He was able to say in between his laughter. Arthur rolled his eyes, "No! Again, let's restart!" he roared. The smaller blonde shrugged, "Okay then."

After a few gun shots and a low voice saying, "Game Over.", Arthur cursed loudly. "That's cheating! I can't believe you shot me so quickly!" Peter continued laughing, "Well, you were so open, it's really easy to shoot you." Arthur shook his head, "No! It's because you've played this game already and I haven't!" the elder pursed his lips.

Peter grinned sheepishly, "I only played this game yesterday. Alfred's really good if you played with him." Arthur rolled his eyes when suddenly the room's door squeaked opened. The two blonde turned to see a lady with blonde hair staring at them with sleepy eyes.

The guests' eyes widened but the woman seemed unaffected with the sudden meeting, "Oh dear, you must be Alfred's schoolmates." She yawned, "I'm really sorry, uh, go make yourself at home…"

The door closed suddenly when BAM! It opened again, "OH GOSH! This is so embarrassing! Alfred never mentioned that there were going to be any guests! That boy, really!" she started muttering incoherent words under her breath before smiling at the two.

"Uhm, excuse me." The door closed again, "ALLLLLFREDDDD!" they heard the mother's voice muffled through the door.

Alfred's POV (Again, I'm really sorry for the change of POV..i'll understand if ya hate me now ;o;)

I yelped a bit in surprise that almost made me drop the plate of cookies. ALMOST…!

"Wazzzzit, mom?" I shouted back. Matthew was wearing the same confused expression I was wearing when he heard our mom's shout but when he saw me ALMOST drop the plate, he cursed at me. Yeah, well, this was his cookies. Peter and I ate my box of cookies, remember?

He suddenly scratched the back of his neck, "She probably saw Arthur and Peter upstairs. You know how she is when there are guests." He wore a weak smile. I responded with a nod.

On our way up, we saw mom panicking and stuff, running around with decent clothes and her hair a bit of a mess. Mattie and I chuckled, "Mom, calm down." He started off, "Yeah, they're just our friends. No biggie!" I grinned at her.

She stopped a bit wearing a childish pout, "I want to look good in front of your friends. You guys don't bring much guests home except for Gilbert." She slumped, "Your father's still asleep…"

Mattie and I chuckled, "Yeah, we know. You guys went home pretty late last night." My brother started off. I nodded in agreement. "Yes… late…" I was able to mumble. Actually, Mattie went home late last night as well. I was left here all alone… with the dark hallways and flickering- I winced at the memory and shook my head rapidly.

"But, it's okay for now. You can rest for a bit. You look tired and all. Mattie and I will take care of them." I announced quickly before entering our room.

We were greeted with Artie and Peter's confused glances that made us laugh. Peter was the first one to ask, "Was that your mom?" his voice cracked. I held myself from laughing and nodded instead, "Yeah." I simply answered.

"She's really like that with guests…" Matthew backed up.

Peter was playing with the laptop while I laid the plate on the bedside table near the kid. Matthew sat beside Arthur and tried to start up a topic. As I was sitting right next to Peter, a sudden quick 'whoop!' was heard. Then it started beeping non-stop and it could only mean one thing. Someone was flooding my chats in Skype.

I saw Peter's curious face and clicked on the message that pops out in the lower right of the screen revealing the chat box. It was Gilbert.

I smiled at Peter, "Don't mind him. He's an idiot. Go continue playing." Before you see anything in my freaking Skype account.

WHY? WHY SKYPE? WHY MUST YOU AUTOMATICALLY GO ONLINE?

I took a quick glance at Arthur who never seemed bothered. Gilbert kept on sending annoying random letters and I had to keep my cool. It's not like Peter will look at my contacts, right? Yeah, right.

Peter tried replying to Gil with a, "Alfred's asleep." which was so freaking SMART but I almost forgot, it was Gil… He kept sending things like, "Then wake him up!" and stuff.

I rolled my eyes and faced Peter, "Just forget about him." I told Peter in a quiet whisper and Peter smiled back before nodding.

"Skype?" he suddenly pronounced. I nodded, "Yeahp. It's like a social networking site. You can chat and video call your friends." I explained. He seemed fascinated and that got me more motivated to actually explain more.

I carefully got the laptop from him and laid it on my lap. I clicked the Skype icon and quickly it popped out. I clicked on my friend list and showed him that I had approximately 40+ friends. I heard him whisper a, "Wow." When he saw how many friends I had.

I made sure Arthur's account wasn't seen. Seriously, I thank the LAWD that his name was "Unicornsandfairiesarereal" cuz my friend list was listed alphabetically.

Before handing back the laptop to the kid, I closed Gilbert's chat box. Peter looked at me in curiosity, "There are a lot of people online." He told me and I nodded. "Yeah, go on and try to chat with one of them. If they ask who you are then just tell them you're my cousin or something." I told him.

He nodded excitedly when suddenly another, 'bleep' was heard again.

Okay, I wonder how I could explain this… You guys, beside the contacts, there's this other… like.. tab? I'm not sure but it says "Recent". If someone sent a message, it'll go all 'Orange' and there'll be a number on its right side… Do you guys get it?

If not.. I'm really sorry cuz I suck at explainin. All I want to say is that, when you click the "Recent" tab. My recent chats will be seen and before I know it, Peter clicked on it!

I can't possibly just pull the laptop away, right? I mean, C'mon! Not like he'd notice the 'Unicornsandfairiesarereal', riiiiight?

Oh well, but FATE or LUCK or whatever shit it is, just hates me! HATES ME SO MUCH.

Peter narrowed his eyes as I felt myself breaking in cold sweat. "Uni..corns..and…fairie-"

"WE'RE GOING HOME PETER~! " Arthur suddenly stood up. Peter and I turned to see him all flustered. I quickly got my laptop as Arthur grabbed Peter's arm, "Let's go home, Peter! I still have to make supper~" I saw Peter grimace.

"But, can't I just stay a little bit longer?" he suddenly whined. Arthur coughed, "N-no. N-next week you can go back! Let's go home for now. Goodbye~" the two quickly exited the room. Well, Arthur quickly exited the room while dragging Peter. Poor kid…

Matthew stood up and told me that he'd walk them to the door while I stayed in the room. I laid down on my bed as I gave out a long sigh.

Arthur practically saved my life… Wait, no, he saved his life. I pinched the bridge of my nose. Gosh, I wonder why this day felt so long…

Dinner quickly came and my mom seemed depressed. While we were in the room, she was actually cooking. She made a dinner feast but yeah, Artie and Peter had to go.

Mattie and I had to eat a lot. And I mean A LOT!

While eating, my throat suddenly clogged, I tried pounding my chest but it didn't work. I practically grabbed a random glass of water and gulped it down. As I was able to breathe again, I saw Mattie grimace. "Dude, that's just gross." He muttered.

I raised a brow, "What? Why?" he shook his head in annoyance, "You drank from my glass." He sighed. I stared at the glass I was holding then nodded. Riiiiiight. I accidentally grabbed Mattie's glass of water but I had to, I almost died.

"Yeah, c'mon, man. We're brothers. Nothing wrong with that." I told him. He shrugged, "Nope, it's not that. Good thing you didn't drink on my side." Those words sounded so familiar.

"Why's that?" I asked, "We're brothers. Nothing wrong with that." He ruffled his hair, "Exactly. The fact that we're brothers make it worse." This got me even more confused, "Why?"

"You know, indirect kiss and stuff." My eyes widened. "Indirect kiss?" he nodded, "Yeah, never heard of it? Let's have this situation for example. It you drank on my side we would have kissed, indirectly. Cuz that's where I drank and that's where my lips touché-"

"Okay, okay. Stop. I'll drink from my own glass starting today. You could just tell. You don't have to take it the long way."He muffled a laugh, "I'm glad you understand."

I laid the glass on the table and started eating again.

"You drank on my side." I raised a brow, "Whaaaaa?"

He looked away, "You drank exactly on where I drank on the mug."

My eyes widened, I choked and made sure I got my own glass before drinking. Matthew stared at me with one brow raised, "What happened to you?" he asked. I shook my head and held back a blush, "Nothing, nothing." I was able to answer.

He nodded and continued eating. I clutched my chest cuz my heart was starting to beat rapidly. No wonder those words sounded so familiar…

FATE… FATE HATES ME SO MUCH!

Yello. Yeah… first of all.. I seriously admit. This chapter wasn't that good. No, I'm not acting all humble… somehow I just feel that this chap sucks…..Not only with le words and grammar and stuff (I already know my grammar sucks.) But yeah.. the plot.

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