Author's note: um...i don't know what to say...

I just want to put an author note in this chapter. XD I'm stupid~!

I hope you are enjoying the story so far. I can't beleive we are on the 11th chapter already. It feels like just yesterday I started writing it. It was my first written fanfic, but it is probably one of the first couple one's I'll be publishing. I have several out already. Please take a look at them if you haven't~!

Please leave a review to help me in my career as an author. Any help is much appreciated.

I'd like you all to know that I'm slowly getting over my suicide/depression. It's thanks to you all. But it's mainly thanks to my awesome gf. Thanks, love. A lot. You've really helped me. And thanks to all of you~ I've made lots of wonderful friends here.

Um...anyways~ Onward with DLM~! :D

(Ps. I love you, Azihira~)

~~~Arthur~~~

I slip back into the room, and slid next to Alfred in the bed. "A-artie~?" Alfred looks barely awake and tired.

"Yes, love?"

"Is something wrong?" I pause and think for a few seconds. Is there something wrong?

"Look, Alfred we need to talk."

"Sure~ But can't it wait until the morning. I'm kinda sleepy."

"I don't know if that would be best." He rose, leaned inwards, and took my hand.

"What's wrong, Iggy?"

"I...I don't...t-think...I don't think this is working."

"What?" His eyebrow rose questioningly.

"I don't think this thing between you and I is working. I'm sorry."

he chuckled a bit. "Don't be~ You have every right to tell me how your feeling. It's fine." He looked away. "It just...kinda sucks. You know?"

I nodded lightly. "Are you ok with this? I mean, me like breaking your heart and breaking up with you."

"Like I said, Iggy. It's fine. Is there someone else?"

"I guess you could say that. I'm not really sure yet. About my feelings or his and all that crap."

"Ok...Is it something I did?"

"No! No way in bloody hell..." He laughed lightly.

"Good..."

"Bloody hell! You took that well."

He chuckled and looked at me. "I'll just have to give you the sky~" I gave him the crazy look. I was so confused.

"Give me the sky?"

"One day you'll understand. Maybe."

"Ok...?..." We sit in an awkward silence. "Um, Alfred?"

"Hmm~?"

"Do you mind if I sleep in another room from now on?"

"S-s...sure! Do what you want! I mean, I'm not your boyfriend or anything." I lean over and hug him.

"I think I'll stay in France's room tonight. He's sleeping in the living room."

"O-ok. See you in the morning then." I get up and leave the room.

I just broke up with Alfred.

And he was ok with it.

What have I done?!