A/N: Yes. This story is going to be somewhat serious. I was never planning on making it a huge fluffy best friend to boyfriend thing. This is some serious shit right here man.

13 Years Old

Arthur

"Alfred, I didn't forget to take my medication. It just makes me drowsy. Peter and Matthew have been seen less and less alright?"

"Sorry dude. I just feel like it's kind of my fault that you ended up like this."

I look down at Alfred from the tree.

"Well you did set up this trap for some reason and I did get caught in it so now I am hanging upside down. Yes, this is your fault."

"Come on man, I told you not to step there."

"Yeah, after I stepped there."

Alfred finally undoes the knot and I end up falling head first right on top of him. I look to the left and see his foot right in my face.

"Alfred, when was the last time you washed your feet?"

"Who the hell knows?"

I breathe in heavily and sit up, causing Alfred to wince.

"What?"

"You're kind of… Sitting on… My dick…"

"Shite!"

I hurriedly jump off of Alfred but end up accidentally kicking him in the face.

"Shit man."

"I am so sorry Alfred. I didn't mean-"

"Nah, it's fine. Not like I broke nothin'."

Alfred sits up and smiles that stupid smile he always has on his face whenever he does something stupid. Shut up Arthur.

"Hey Alfred, are we still going to see that new movie tonight? You know the one with Jude Law and Martin Freeman?"

"'Course dude. Ma said she'll give us a ride around 6 and pick us up at 9. Oh, and Jess said that She'd meet us there too."

"Jess?"

"Oh right, uh, she's kind of my girlfriend."

He smiles guiltily and rubs the back of his head. I could feel my blood run cold. Why the hell didn't he tell me he had a girlfriend? Aren't I his best friend? I Shake that thought off and smile as best as I could.

"That's great Alfred. But, you should really get glasses soon, or else you won't even know if it's her or not."

"Man, you again with those glasses. Fine, if it'll make ya happy, I'll get glasses on Monday."

"Good. You're my best friend Alfred; I worry about you just like you worry about me."

"Shut up dude."

He playfully hits my arm and then stands up

"By the way, Jess invited me to a party on Saturday; she said I could bring a guest. I know you can't talk to pretty much anybody, but I was wondering if you would want to come. Ya know, as a tag along. You need to get out of that bubble known as our yards."

I look up at him for a second and then down to the ground. Should I go?

"I guess I'll come. But only if I don't have to talk at all."

"Sweet! Oh and ma said I have to be inside by 4 for dinner. You wanna eat with us or are you eating with your mom and, er, dad today?"

"I'll eat at home."

"Alright. See you later!"

Alfred

"Ma! I'm here!"

"I'm in the kitchen Alfred! We're having salad tonight!"

I slip off my shoes and jacket. Wait what? I go into the kitchen and lean against the counter.

"Why are we having that stuff?"

"Because, before the divorce, your father and I talked about getting you to lose weight. People still tease you at school."

"The how about I just become homeschooled like Arthur? He's smarter than me and he's only ever been in a real school for a day."

"Alfred, you and Arthur are different. You see what homeschooling did to him. He's underweight, on medication, and… And…"

"And he's not like you. You only married dad because he had money, and next thing you know he runs out so you get a divorce. I'm a little bit chubby so you make me go on diets, but you don't even notice that I can't even read now because of how bad my eyes are."

"That isn't true Alfred…"

I reach into the fridge and take out an apple.

"I'll be up in my room."

Arthur

"Hi mum, how's dad doing?"

"Today's one of his bad days I'm afraid. Could you please take up his drink and his pills for me please?"

"Sure thing."

I grab a cup of water and two Oxycodone pills. I slowly head up the stairs and into his room. He's barely sitting up in bed and his hands are shaking.

"Hey dad. I have your pills."

"Thanks sport. Give 'em here."

I hand him the water and the pills, which he swallows painfully. He smiles a small bit and places the glass on the end table.

"What's your mother making you for dinner tonight?"

"She's making Shepard's pie. I'm not very hungry though. I will eat only a little bit."

"Well at least you're eating. I personally don't think that medicine is doing you any good other than keeping you from being truly happy. Your eyes don't light up anymore."

I sigh and sit on the edge of the bed.

"And usually, your eyes are all cheerful after being with your boyfriend."

I could feel my cheeks heat up and my hands tensed.

"He's not my boyfriend dad."

"I know I know I was just having some fun. Now go downstairs for dinner."

I nod and go downstairs into the kitchen to get my supper for the day.

"I've changed my mind Alfred; I don't want to be here."

"Come on, I already told Jess you were coming, she really wants to meet you. And besides, your parents think that you're stayin' over at my house."

Alfred holds me by the wrist as he knocks on the front door of the old Millers' house in the richest neighborhood in town. I am going to hate it here. The door opens and a tall, skinny, green eyed, blond haired girl with too much make up on, greets us with an all too fake smile and kisses Alfred on the cheek.

"I'm so glad you could make it sweetie pie. This must be Arthur. I say, you two are quite the opposite."

I look over at Alfred and back to Jess just as she comes over and kisses me on the cheek too. I could feel my heart begin to race. Not because it was a pretty girl in front of me. For all I know she could be the elephant man under all of that make up. But it was because the only contact I've had with other people was either with my parents, Alfred, my therapist, or Alfred's parents. People I don't know make me nervous and she made me especially nervous. I tug on Alfred's hand slightly but he doesn't seem to notice. He's too engrossed in that girl. But when she's finally gone he then pays attention to me.

"Alfred… How old is she?"

"Huh? Jess? Oh, she's 16."

"Where did you meet her?"

"Uh, at Jake's house a few weeks ago. She was studying with his older sister. Oh! Be right back man."

Before I could ask him where he was going, Alfred had already disappeared into the crowd of people. I could feel my pulse begin race so I quickly backed out of the crowd and began to wander around the house in hopes of finding a semi-quiet place here. When I rounded the corner towards the back door I stopped dead in my tracks when I saw Jess and some guy kissing up against the door. I didn't have time to think before somebody made a loud noise to call attention.

"Alright! So Jason just told me that Eric called him and said that Max texted him and said that he saw the parents getting ready to leave the restaurant. So we have 5 more minutes to party and then we gotta go!"

Suddenly, Alfred appeared behind me giggling stupidly and obviously drunk off his arse.

"Dude, I gotta show you something real quick."

Before I could say anything he grabs my elbow and tugs me outside the front door and behind a large oak tree.

"Francis said that *hic* that uhm, he said that you werreeee making oouuttt with Jeeeessss *hic*"

"Alfred, you do know that I just met her and I can barely say a syllable to anyone let alone kiss them. And you're drunk. I think we should go home now."

Alfred stumbles towards me a little bit and places his hands on either side of the tree.

"So what? I'm an adult. I can do what I want."

His breath reeked and his eyes were bloodshot.

"You're only 13 Alfred. Why were you even drinking in the first place?"

"I was curiouusss *hic* and besides, I was told it wasn't that baadd. It just makes you loopy."

"Well, it does more than that. You sound like a complete moron."

"Come ooonnn buddy. Ya know, I've been meanin' to say somethin'. Youuu are my best friend. And ma always said when you love somebody you have to showww themmm."

"What the hell are you-?"

I couldn't even finish the sentence before Alfred cut me off. I didn't even realize what was happening until I found myself staring into his large blue eyes when he pulled away.

A/N: *sits on the side of the road holding cup* Spare change, spare change?