Alfred's amazing body lifted away from mine and I opened my eyes. A woman stood in front of the couch, blue eyes glaring at Alfred, dirty blonde hair reminding me of him. Now that I thought about it, he really looked like her.
Wait.
His mum. Bloody hell.
I crawled out from under him in fear and sat up, gulping and staring.
Oh no, they were locked in a mother-child silent staring battle.
Those never end well.
A few tears leaked from his eyes after she shook her head no. His head dropped suddenly, his hair shielding his eyes from me, his mother, and the world.
I finally grew the courage to say something.
"Uhm... Mrs. Jones? I'm sorry about... everything. But, I'm afraid I've fallen in love with your son, and it's a bit too late to change my feelings."
No, I was not going to let him go without a fight.
I loved him too much to do that.
He needed to know that even if it didn't work out, that I at least cared. That I at least tried to have him.
"Well I'm sorry too, but he's gonna be coming back with me. I can't have this happen. I'm not joking here when I say it's for your own good."
"No. He's eighteen now, isn't he? Can't he make his own decisions? If he wants to stay, he will stay. If he wants to leave, then he will leave."
"I'm afraid the answer is no, and that he is coming back with me whether he wants to or not. Because guess who's paying for a quarter of his expensive college education? I am. And guess who won't receive the money if they don't choose to play it safe?"
"Alfred.", I tried to get his attention.
"Alfred, love, look at me."
He shrunk a little bit and I realized he was crying. His shoulders shook a little bit, and he was hiding his face, unable to speak.
No. She. Did. Not.
She made Alfred cry. Whether it was because he wouldn't get to be with me, or because of the punishment that she had for him, I didn't know. And honestly, I didn't care. She wasn't going to get to have him and make him cry.
"Alfred Foster Jones, look at me."
His mother stood there, almost in suspense.
"Alfred. You are going to stay here with me. That's my choice, and we both know what your choice is."
I heard a ragged breath from inside his little shell and he scooted a bit closer to me.
"Please, don't cry, love. Please don't. It's all going to be alright."
I saw Mrs. Jones raise an eyebrow and I smirked at her as Alfred rolled over to my arms. I tilted his chin up so his eyes could meet mine, and he couldn't look at me. He looked away, his eyes a little puffy from crying.
I didn't do anything too bold by hugging him. I wrapped my arms around his and buried my face into his shoulder for a moment.
A second later, his arms flew to mimic mine, pulling me in tight for a hug.
He released me and looked to his mother.
"I am staying here. I don't care what happened to you, or to dad, or what could happen to Mattie or Gilbert. Because it won't happen to me."
"Your father left me, Alfred. He left me for another man. You won't ever know how that feels, because you'll leave someone. You'll leave this kid. Find another man, or even a woman. I don't care. But the pain that someone gets when they find out the person they love loves another is horrible."
"If I break up with Arthur, it'll be because one if us died, or evaluate there's a damn good reason for doing so."
Alfred stood up then, grabbing my hand so that we were holding hands. I smiled. "I'm afraid that he's right. I've found someone who loves me for me, and I'm not going to ever let go if that without there being a good reason."
He used his free hand to turn my head to the side. He looked into my eyes, and then to my lips. I fought back a blush and went for it.
And at that moment...
My hand, it was meant to be there.
OKAY GUYS ITS DONE. Should I write an epilogue? If so, then tell me whether it should be happy or sad! I hoped you guys liked this fanfic, as it was ongoing for a while. I really enjoyed writing it... And I'm just... Just so proud of myself, and so thankful that so many amazing people read it. Don't worry, though. I will write more UkUs...
I feel like this is then end of something... I don't know... I just feel really wanted. And I can't even begin to explain to you guys how much I like feeling wanted. Just thank you.
I also have that PruCan one... And soon, I'm going to start a Rainbow Pie/ Pinkie Dash fanfic.
So yea!
Ciao!~
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Summer Love (Hetalia USUK)
FanfictionWhen Alfred moves to the UK for college, he meets a young man named Arthur.