Okay, so this was going to be a oneshot, but then I had some more ideas pop up xD So, here is an add on. I will add more, maybe, but whenever I get the chance xD

His foot steps were heavy as he entered his bedroom. The keys fell from his hands and into the floor as his dropped his body on his bed.

He should feel happy. Anyone who was normal would be happy that they were going to get married, but he wasn't. How could he be happy? He was going to lose someone who he cared about deeply. By marrying her, he would lose him.

After two years of telling himself that he wasn't in love with someone of the same gender; he finally admitted it. He was in love with another man, and that man happened to be one of his best friends. He started to have feelings for them around sophomore year, and lie to himself about his feelings. He couldn't be in love with him! He was a man! He would often tell himself.

At the end, he decided to date a girl, so he could hide his feelings and hope they would go away. But the feelings didn't go away. They stayed with him. He felt like they would never go away.

Ring. Ring. Ring.

Alfred blinked and felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. He didn't want to talk to anyone right now. He just wanted to sulk and be alone.

The phone kept on ringing, so he searched in his pocket and pulled it out.

"Hello?"

"Hey, whatcha doing?" A female voice asked. It was Haley; his fiancee.

"Laying in bed."

"Cool..." She responded back and then an awkward silence appeared between them. "So, I told my parents about our engagement...they are so thrilled!" She said after a few minutes.

"Oh that's good." His heart wasn't in this conversation at all. Only talking about this made his chest hurt. He didn't want this. He wanted the other person that he truly loved to be on the other side of this phone call. "Hey, I gotta go. I need to finish a few things for work." He lied.

She said okay and hung up. His eyes stared at the screen of his phone and scrolled down to the last person his talked to before her. Arthur. He wanted to hear his voice. He wanted to say those three little words.

He pressed the call button and the phone rang three times until someone answered it, but it wasn't Arthur who answered; it was Francis.

Alfred always wondered of they had something going on, and the thought of them together made him mad.

"Hello?" Francis asked. Should he reply?

He pulled the phone away from his ear and hung up. He then groaned and slammed his face into his pillow. After a few minutes his was fast asleep.

He then woke up to his phone vibrating again, but this time it was a text from Arthur.

Want to meet up at our usual place? I need to tell you something.

The blonde replied quickly and left his apartment.