p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;"Arthur was sitting across the table from his lover Alfred wondering what happened to their relationship. It started off great and then it slowly started to decline until this. Until they were sitting across from each other not even saying a word or talking about IT. "I'm sorry, Artie I love you, but I don't think you feel the same way. No, wait I know you don't feel the same way." Arthur couldn't respond. Alfred was right. Every morning Arthur had left early leaving his lover alone in bed. They couldn't talk about what was wrong because Arthur didn't want to see the heartbreak in Alfred's eyes. "Alfred we can work this out. I know it' hard, but we have to keep trying." Arthur said as he thought, "Why am I lying to this boy we can't work this out. I'm seeing someone I cried out his name last night, so why can't I let go" With sadness, Alfred whispered "I would rather live with broken bones than act like a lovesick fool. I know you're seeing someone else, so please let me go." Arthur knew what he had to do when he saw the pain in those blue eyes, so he got up and said "I'm so sorry. I wish this could have ended better." Alfred wished Arthur and the other man the best of luck, but he was lying. Arthur called the only person he knew would take him in. "Hey Francis, me and Alfred finally broke up can I come over to your place?"/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;"span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"A/N This was just me being horrible. Originally Alfred was gonna be leaving, but I wrote it the other way and yes I know the story line and song would probably work better with FrUk, but I do what I want cause I'm punk rock. Please request and give me all the hate. Until the next poorly written part./span/p