"W-what?" Arthur asks looking at Anne with a questioning look. Anne stands and motions with her hands for Arthur to stand also.
Arthur quickly wipes his eyes and cheeks before standing upright. "I don't understand…"
"My boss just notified me on my pager, we have the real killer, you free to go" Anne explains calmly. "From the beginning we knew you were innocent but we had to follow protocol and question you, it was merely a mistaken identity issue…" "Mistake identity…" Arthur repeated Anne's words still puzzled. "I don't think anyone in this world looks like…" "Not in this world no…but he isn't from this world" Arthurs head snaps up and he calls his hands into tight fists. "An alien or do you mean…" "Afraid so… ""Bloody hell…" Arthur sighs and runs a hand through his hair. "I hate them so much…"
"Hello Arthur"
A pair of soul piercing ice blue eyes…
"Oliver"
A pink jumper…bowtie…
"Miss me?"
"I…I will kill you!"
"How? I am you and now you're sounding even more like me."
"I'm nothing like you…"
The ginger haired male with a pinkish tint to his hair began to smile. "Says who?"
"Shut up"
"You won anyway though looks like I'm in 'ere for life sweetie"
Oliver was sickingly sweet. He made Arthur blood boil.
"It was for your own good you know… you were far too attached to that boy for your own good poppet."
"His name was Alfred…and you say that but all you have d- done is make me more attached to him and the memory's we shared!" Arthur was yelling now his voice echoing around the room and into the prison cell and straight to his own other half. "Again! We are nothing alike! .hell" With that said Arthur storms from the room fuming and fresh tears staining his face. He misses Oliver's witty reply as he fled. "Oh I plan too."
You're my obsession…
My confession and conclusion… you are, you are, and you're my fetish you are…
"Hey Artie, Artie, Artie!"
Alfred yells running up to his partner and wrapping his arms round the others waist. Arthur got a fright but relaxes into his hold. "Hello love." "Artie turn around" Arthur frowns but does do as is asked of him and his emerald eyes widen. In front of him his boyfriend, the dirty brown/blonde haired American was down on one knee a box in his hand open. There inside that tiny box lay a gold ring with engraved words on it saying; 'I love you'
The Brit inhales sharply and steps backwards in shock, hands slapping over his mouth. "I…I…Alfred!" Alfred rolls his eyes slightly and shuffles forwards a bit. "Arthur Kirkland, will you marry me?"
Silence… Heartbeat hammering… A cry of joy… then…
"YES! Oh bloody hell yes Alfred! I will you stupid stupid git!"
You're my obsession….
Extra usuk poem
Many years ago we fought, and before that boy did we talk, about queens, and kings and everything in between. Once even about a love that never ends…
And this love, with a heart so pure, gentle like a dove, we thought anew, and I fought for you, lost and rose like a ruler of the dead. A crown of tears, placed upon your head, shredding all your pride. Be it now or never, this year or none, I love you…you were the one.
Thanks for reading please review your feedback is appreciated! - Princessofsouls14