Chapter 7 (I Can't Decide)

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Arthur's POV

Yesterday  had quite an event didn't it. I sit in my bus thinking of lyrics for the song I was going to write about Bow Tie. I didn't know what to do, he was a killer and so was his boss. I guess I was supposed to be his next victim. Why didn't he kill me when he had the chance though? My head was swarmed with thoughts that words just ended up being put together into lyrics. I ended with a nice little song but I couldn't show it now. It's new and special. I premier it at my last concert. I'll give Bow Tie a surprise. 

While I was writing someone entered the bus. The smell of alcohol reeked from the moment he entered. Francis walked up to me with two girls on his arms. I grumbled and pushed him into another room. Antonio followed with a pouting Italian boy who seemed like he didn't speak English. Then he started swearing like an Irish man. I grumbled and just decided to leave the bus while they had their fun. I stepped into a cafe where sadly a lot of fans were. Bow Tie apparently was there because he sat next to me. The fans kept yelling ship names at us and stupid things like that. Bow tie laughed a little stupidly. That wanker. 

"What'cha writin' Artie?" He said looking over my shoulder at the lyrics I was writing down. I growled again because I still couldn't get a moment of privacy. 

"Lyrics, it shouldn't matter, twat." I stuffed the stupid paper in my pocket roughly. He sighed and shrugged ordering us drinks. The fans left after a little while and we finally had some quiet time.

"Do you really want me dead, Bow Tie?" I said carefully.

"Why do you ask?"

"What your boss said, you must be a hitman am I right?"

"Yes, but it shouldn't matter because I would have killed you by now."

"So you do feel something that's kept you from killing me." I give a smug smirk.

"Maybe.. maybe you were just not worth my time." My smirk washed off and so did the pride with it.

"What's your real name, Bow Tie?"

"Do I have to say?" He says a little mockingly.

"Yeah whatever."

"Alfred, but if Bow Tie fits better it's fine."

"Nice to meet your Alfred." 

"You as well Artie." We just talked for a while after that.


A/N SO SORRY I HAVEN'T UPDATED IN A WHILE I'VE HAD SOME WRITERS BLOCK SORRY!!

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