Chapter Forty-Seven

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Author's Note: Yes. This is the way I'm going with my story. You're welcome.

Alfred's POV

I moved in with Arthur three days later. I was not going to leave his side during a time like this. I'm sure he enjoyed it, but I was honestly scared for our future. My forever and always, was infected with cancer.

When he told me I broke down crying.

"Alfred!" He shrieked, trying not to laugh. Arthur didn't know why he wanted to laugh, maybe it was because the other still cared after all he put him through. It didn't matter.

He hugged the other close to him, hearing Alfred whimper a little. "Arthur, you can't be serious."
Arthur's hands trembled in Alfred's own, he cleared his throat. "How could I ever lie to you about something like this Alfred? I wish I was joking. I really do.."

"But we're forever and always. We can't let- let cancer get in the way of that...right?"
Arthur smiled sadly, after so long, the other was willing to admit they were to be forever and always. "Arthur I love you too much to let you leave me.." That he loved him.

"Oh you idiot...making me cry again.." Arthur sobbed, clutching the other's shirt in his hand. He couldn't help but kiss the American repeatedly, his arms loosening on the article of clothing, feeling comfortable at the blonde male's waist.
"I won't leave you, I promise Alfred. I'm going to make it out of this. Nothing bad will happen to us..this is just a roadblock. Right?"
"Right. No leaving. Just road block. Can we cry and cuddle more though? I missed you holding me."

Arthur laughed a little, wiping Alfred's tears as best he could, Alfred doing the same. "Let's take a break from the crying okay?" He said with a small sniffle, Alfred kissing his nose. "You're too handsome to cry Alfred."

We held each other, wouldn't let each other go. Francis took Eliza home and told her the news himself. We told him to, it was far too hard for us to say anything. That and we were trying to avoid saying it as much as possible. The words sting still to this day. Arthur has cancer.

I took a long needed time off of modelling too, the company even giving me paid leave for his chemotherapy and all he needed to try and get better.
It wouldn't be easy. It just wasn't.

Every day was a battle in itself, some days we had good days. He was eating, he wouldn't get sick and he wouldn't be so lethargic.

Other days, mostly after night long chemo sessions he'd throw up, he wouldn't be able to sleep and the hospital would only feed him ice cubes.
Fucking ice cubes.

His weight dropped very fast and soon enough, his hair was gone too. It was so weird seeing him like that.
But he was still beautiful to me.

His family had even begun to visit him. Peter was a given. But when Alistair, and Seamus, and Dylan had begun visiting him regularly.
He knew he was special.

There was something about his smile that changed when Elizabeth brought him homemade get well soon cards every day. How it would change.. How it would shine brighter.

Eliza didn't really understand the pain her father was in, she just knew he was sick. We didn't tell her straight up he had cancer..but she knew. Around her eighth birthday she'd begun reading books that only centred around characters with cancer. Her favourite book was The Fault in Our Stars and her favourite video game was That Dragon, Cancer.

She'd even tease Arthur, calling him Augustus. Or she'd say he was Joel. Or even, Hazel Grace.
It made both of us laugh, how she was still a beacon of light through such a dark place.

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