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two [3rd person pov]

"Psst."

"Psst."

The boy glanced up from his Harry Potter book to find the boy across from him trying to get his attention; which was a success. Alfred smiles and leans in closer.

"What's your name?" Alfred asks. He does his best to avoid eye contact like last time.

The boy grabs his phone and opens his notes. He quickly types before showing it to Alfred. *Arthur Kirkland. Yours?*

"Alfred Jones," Alfred replies. He sits back down, but he doesn't leave Arthur alone. "Why do you use your phone to communicate?"

Arthur hesitates, but he types another sentence before reluctantly allowing Alfred to see. *I'm mute.*

"That's the one where you can't speak, right?" Alfred questions. He then realises his question and stops Arthur from typing a response. "Don't answer that, I'm just somewhat naturally stupid."

Arthur scoffed before putting his phone down, assuming that their conversation had ended. But he was wrong because as soon as he picked his book up once again, Alfred grabbed it from the top and took it from Arthur's hands. He didn't do anything with it but put it to the side with his own book.

"How much longer do you plan on staying in the library? We've actually been here for a pretty long time, and it's almost closing time. It's surprising really because I don't really have enough patience to read for a long time." Alfred's question had gone off track which made Arthur realise that he should probably be heading back home. He grabbed his phone and typed his thinking before having Alfred read it.

*I'm actually going to leave right now* Was his response. He stood up and pushed his chair in. But before he could grab his book, Alfred took him by his wrist.

"Maybe I can walk you home! It's pretty dark and I don't think it'd be a good idea to be walking home alone," Alfred nervously suggested. He watched as Arthur hesitated. Arthur wanted to go against the idea, but then he thought of it as their way of forming a friendship. The first actually friendship Arthur would have in a long time.

At last, Arthur nodded and Alfred smiled widely. He let go of Arthur and told him to wait there while I put his book back. Alfred made sure to be quick because he was stuck with the thought of Arthur leaving without him in his head. But when he went back to the table, the boy was standing there patiently. Alfred had to tap his shoulder to get Arthur to notice him.

They made a quick trip to the counter before leaving though. Arthur decided on checking out the Harry Potter book he had been reading, as well as the book that came after that one. Alfred paced around in circles near the entrance of the library, impatiently waiting for Arthur. It wasn't Alfred's fault that he was impatient.

Just as Alfred had said, it was becoming dark outside. This caused for Arthur to feel a bit unsure about walking since he had only been in town for a day. Alfred had noticed Arthur's change and he was quick to assure the boy that he's lived in town his whole life, and that everyone living here wouldn't harm each other. But even though Alfred tried to calm down the boy, Arthur was still unsure about it all.

Their walk was quiet and neither of them did anything except glance at each other. It was getting darker by the minute, which began to make Arthur's phone go off like crazy. Arthur tried to text his mother back as fast as he could so he could reassure her that he wasn't getting kidnapped (hopefully). It had become too much for Alfred, so he decided to snatch Arthur's phone phone and call the boy's mother. She instantly picked up and began questioning who it was that called since Arthur would never call (obviously).

"Don't worry Mrs. Kirkland. I'm not kidnapping your son because it doesn't seem that I'm much older than him," Alfred assured. She then asked what he was doing with her son's phone and her son in general. "Don't worry, I said. Arthur is right here. I'm just reassuring you that he is fine and I'm simply walking him home. I'm Alfred Jones by the way."

"What street are you two on?" Mrs. Kirkland questioned, still uncertain about the situation.

It took some time, but Arthur helped Alfred convince his mother that they were fine and that they weren't that far from Arthur's house. Mrs. Kirkland eventually gave out and insisted that she wait outside for her son. The boy had to agree so they would be able to get off the phone.

When Alfred finally hung up, Arthur thanked him and put his phone back in his pocket. They rounded a corner, and arthur was able to see his mother on the porch of her house. Alfred decided to link his arm with Arthur and pick up the pace just so Mrs. Kirkland would be content with them.

"Tim so glad you're okay. You should've texted me to pick you up though," Arthur's mother insisted. Arthur simply shrugged and typed on his notes before turning to Alfred and shaping it to him.

"No problem, dude," Alfred replied. He smiled and stepped down from the porch.

"Thank you, Alfred," Mrs. Kirkland said for the fifth time. "Do you need a ride?"

"Oh, no thank you. I don't live that far from here," Alfred lied. "But thank you for the offer."

"Okay then," Mrs. Kirkland spoke with worry for the boy she doesn't know.

"I . . . I'll  see you around, Arthur." With that, Alfred turned around and continued walking down the street. He continuously glanced behind him until he saw that the Kirklands had gone inside.

It was going to be long night for Alfred. Especially since he was far away from his house. Who knew the two practically lived across town from each other (I did).