Being Loved by You usuk

Chapter 8

I led Alfred up the stairs, I admit, I was nervous. When we got there he picked me up bridal style and threw me on the bed, he than began to unbutton his shirt; I melted at the sight. I couldn't take it anymore, I tossed off my shirt and smashed my lips on his.

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The next morning I woke up extremely late, for me that is, I could briefly hear Al singing downstairs probably while playing his games. I laid back down and sighed, last night I will never forget, finally it seemed like a good idea to get up,.......bad idea......

I saw myself get up then come crashing down while Alfred nearly tripped on the stairs running to me.

"Are you okay? are you hurt?"

I was beginning to think he was more like a mom than a boyfriend at times.

" Yeah I'm fine it's just, well, you know..." I began to get quiet and blush.

"What? Iggy, clearly I FRACKING don't know what you're talking about so explain!"

I coughed a little and answered.

" Last night...."

Through the expressions on his face I could see the wheels in his head turn and eventually get there (keep in mind I didn't interrupt because he hates having people finish his sentences...<3 and unless I was being an ass I complied with his wish.)

"OHHHH, I GET IT!!!!!"

"Yeah, I can't walk now just give me, like, ten minutes and I'll be fine."

"Oh alright, if you insist iggy wiggy Bo biggy!"

"Al! Damn it! I can't do any fun running with your nickname!"

"I know.." he said causally and walked off humming. I chuckled some.

"You are something else Al, I couldn't have hoped for anyone better."

Not too long afterward, he returned with a whole plate of breakfast, scones, and eggs.

"Looks good, thanks, babe."

"No prob, after all, isn't that supposed to be something you do for someone you've slept with?"

At that moment I turned red and nearly choked on my tea.

"Uh-um-y-ye- yes, absolutely!" then the phone rang

" Hmm, wonder who would be calling this early....,"

Then his face was lit with joy."ITS MY BROTHER MATHEW!!!"

" Well, answer it, you git!" I told him playfully.

Alfred then happily chatted with his brother and I contently ate my breakfast that is, til the phone dropped, as did Alfred.

I stood knocking over the chairs. I still could barely walk but managed to get to him.

"AL! AL! ALFRED! Come on get up! Oh god," I covered my mouth as my tears started to well up. Then the worst question bubbled up in my mind, which fueled my tears. Is he dead or maybe has a life threatening disease that would cause him to fall?

I couldn't be sure, I just kept shaking him, calling his name, crying, begging him to answer me. Then I looked to the phone, maybe Matthew will know, I told myself. I picked up the phone shaking with worry, sobbing.

"H-he-hello?"

" Arthur, is that you?"

" Ye-yes Mathew it's me.... Alfred just collapsed-- would you know why?"

"Ummmm maybe.... I just told him that Francis proposed to me because, well, we're having a kid....maybe that's why?"

I felt a hand on my shoulder, I nearly jumped 50 feet.

"YOU GIT!!! YOU FREAK OUT AND SCARE THE SHIT OUTTTA ME BECAUSE YOUR BROTHER'S GETTING MARRIED? I swear to god Alfred, if you do that again I'm going to kill you!"

I yelled wiping my tears.

"Did I really scare you THAT much? Babe I'm sorry, I just fainted I guess, but you can forgive me right?" he questioned nervously.

"I'm just glad your alive, that's all....." I explained calmly while hugging him tightly. He grabbed the phone and told Matthew to call later.....(hint,hint)

I just couldn't believe all that fuss over a wedding and baby, it then got me thinking, what are Al and I planning, if at all, about this stuff? I have not even a clue what he even thinks about kids!

Whatever, Matthew and Francis have been dating for two years, Al and I have just started this thing... but still I can't help but wonder.

*later that day*

"Hey Al?"

I asked while nestled in his arms on the couch.

"Yes iggy?"

"What's your opinion on- oh never mind."

" What Iggy? Come on, tell me!" he began to beg like a child. I just replied with I forgot mid-sentence sorta thing, then he got a little mad. I didn't want him to be but pretty soon he figured out what I was trying to ask.

" So you want to know what I think of kids?"

"Yeah, pathetic huh?"

"No, and actually I kinda like kids. I'm definitely good with them."

" Right...."

"But your jealous of Mat and Francis, aren't you?"

"Maybe..." I admitted

"Well, I don't think we'd be ready just yet, but, who knows, maybe in the future." I gave him a hopeful smile and walked off.

I decided that laying in his bed was a good idea. He then texted me saying he was going to get some hamburgers from McDonald's; I just said ok :) <3. Pretty soon I heard the front door open and close, little did I know it was going to be a while before he would return...