Francis couldn't take it. He just couldn't handle it. He broke down in the middle of the sidewalk. He did that for 2 hours. When he got the strength he barely had, he went home. He ran to his bedroom and grabbed his phone with millions of tears rolling down his cheeks. He started to text Arthur. "Mon Cher!!! Please I'm sorry I can't handle this please please please I'm so so sorry!!!" Francis struggled to type. Before Arthur could text back, Francis had cried himself to sleep. Back at Arthur's house, was anger and sadness. Arthur had smashed and broken all of the things that Francis had gave him. (I'm literally crying while writing this) Arthur had realized something when rage was going through his head. He cared more about his reputation than his love. He started to text back Francis. "Oh Francis... I'm so sorry... I miss you.. This is all my fault I'm so so so so so sorry!!" Arthur rushed to type. He started to put back together all of the things Francis gave him. He couldn't believe he acted like that.
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FrUk: Forever
RandomHi! This is not my first fan fiction but I started my other one recently and its a GerIta fanfiction. I suggest you read it! (I do not own hetalia nor do I own the characters)
