Alright dudes! I got this! Today is the day! I'ma confess my feelings to Arthur, and be a man!

"I got this!"

"You got this."

"I can do it!"

"You can do it."

"I'ma be a man!"

"I highly doubt that, but good luck."

I turned to pout at Matthew, who was trying to motivate me to 'come out'. He was lazily reading a magazine, while eating chips. I'm in a state of crisis, as in my love life is at stake, and what is he doing? Stuffing his Canadian face full of chips! I reached for them, only for the bag to be pulled away.

"Gimme!" I whined, not caring if I sounded childish. He was the one who wasn't sharing!

"No. Get your own."

Fatass.

"Matthew! Dude! Stop shoving chips into your face hole and help meeeeee!"

"Just confess already. Good lord your being as dramatic as Francis!" I cringed at the mention of the bastard. Seems him and Gilbert hit it off pretty well after the whole 'groping your boyfriend' incident.

That traitor.

But that's beside the point. My real problem is that I love Artie, okay? And -get ready for this- I wasn't the only one! Le Gasp!~

One of the quiet kids in the class, Kiku., confided in me that he planned to speak privately to Arthur about 'some things'. Like hell I was gonna let him get Arthur! I have waited my turn for like a year, so step aside bitch. I gots me a Brit to woo.

With that as my encouragement -since Matthew did a horrible job- I stomped my way to me and Arthur's shared room. Slamming open the door with all might, I ran up to Arthur picking him up bridal style in my heroic arms.

"Oh Alfred~ I can't believe I hadn't seen it before! Please forgive me and be my totally awesome hero~"

I let out a herioc and sexy chuckle, before I looked deeply and passionately into his emerald eyes.

"It's alright, Arthur. The only thing that matters now is you and me together in our bed." I gave him a sexy wink and proceeded to have the most AMAZINGLY MIND-BLOWING SEX EVER!

That was until I felt a finger poke my forehead. It was hard too. Hopefully I don't get a bruise~

Putting my serios injuries aside, I stared down to meet Arthur's questioning gaze. I slapped my forehead, I was suppose to go to him not him coming to me! Whoa that was a bit confus-Holy shit he's saying something but I can't hear him! I only hear music! I feel myself panicking, and I try to speak again to Artie, only louder. I still can't hear shit! And now...Oh God...now I hear music! I'm going insane! This must be a sign from above! To keep my feelings secret!

I grab Artie by his shoulders and shake him while simultaniously shouting,

"HELLO?! HOLY SHIT! ARTIE I CAN'T HEAR MYSELF SO I DON'T KNOW WHAT I'M SAYING! I HEAR MUSIC AND I SEE A LIGHT! I'M CRAZY ARTIE! AND EVEN THOUGH I'M NOT TOTALLY SURE I CAN HEAR MYSELF I JUST WANNA SAY THAT I LO-"

Before I can finish my confession, a harsh smack to the back of my head stops me as I yelp in pain. I clutch my head and whimper. SERIOUSLY BROS! I try to confess and I go deaf andI get smacked! Life is not fair.

I look to Artie's hand in time to see him yank something off my ears. Boy, he sure doesn't look happy...not at all...

"ALFRED! STOP SCREAMING AND SHAKING ME LIKE A MADMAN! YOUR NOT GOING CRAZY, YOU BLOODY GIT! IT'S THESE BLOODY CONTRAPTIONS THAT AREN'T LETTING YOU HEAR A THING! THAT'S WHY YOU WERE HEARING MUSIC, WANKER! AND THE LIGHT WAS FROM THE SUN YOU IDIOT! WE ARE LOCATED NEAR A DAMN WINDOW! NOW IF YOUR DONE ACTING LIKE A BUFFOON, WOULD YOU MIND TELLING ME WHY YOUR OUTSIDE OUR DORM SMILING AND DROOLING LIKE A MORON?!"

Finally finishing his little rant, he stood there panting, cheeks ablaze with anger. I really am stupid! How could I have been so lost in my daydream about me pounding Artie into the mattress, when I was suppose to confess?

Alright Jones, here's your challenge. You have just fucked up your first try at a confession. In order to fix it, you must take this situation delicately. Yes, that's right delicately. Oh so very deli-

"That was hot."

Asdfghjklwertyuiopzxcvbnm. And that my dear bros, is how an epic fail is born.

"Wha-Thi-I-YOU!" He said stumbling over his words in his anger. He pointed accusingly at me, while he tried to think of what he was going to say. When he couldn't, he just puffed up his cheeks and stomped away, fuming.

Heh...I caused that huh?...hehe...heh...Le Sigh~

In a last attempt to be a hero, I ran after him, following him into the Cafeteria.

"He-Hey Artie! Wait up!"

"NO! Go away! And STOP CALLING ME THAT!"

"I can't go away because I-because I lovahhhh!" Believe it or not, that's the new way to say love.

Okay. That's a lie.

Truth is I slipped because of a wet floor -I didn't see the sign- falling into a passing cart that was carrying a huge cake. Landing head first into it.

"Alfred!" I hear his steps as he runs toward me, but I can't find the strength to lift my head out of the frosting. How embarrassing, for realz yo!

"Alfred?" Artie asks, as he pets my hair softly. Oh god, I just made a total fool out of myself and yet, he doesn't care about that. He only cares about my safety.

Mine.

I pull my head out of the ruined cake and smile sheepishly at him.

"Is it too late to say I love you?"

I am so sorry this chapter took so long! I've been having this bad writer's block and...and...*shot*

Plus I was kinda disappointed that I got no reviews for the last chapter. Review make me update faster keep in mind!

At least I actually put some romance into it, next chapter is gonna be fun to write. Going to introduce some other couples ;) If you don't like them, too bad.

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