Back then (FrUK)

Chapter thirteen

~Arthur POV~ still the past

"No, you don't; we are friends. How could you have a crush on me?" I say, shocked. "It just happened...I can't control how I feel Arthur," He looked up sad from my reaction to his confession. "I suppose you are right about that," I tilt my head in an understanding way. "But...I just don't feel the same way...I am sorry," I tried to move away from him so I wouldn't hurt his feelings more. "How about we go on a date? Just one?"
"I will think about it.."

Of course, I liked him as a friend, but I wasn't sure if I saw him as anything more. Yeah, he was funny and good-looking, had a nice body, brilliant, cute, friendly, and- oh shit!!! What am I thinking? He is just a friend. Do I want to be friends, or do I want more? Oh, this was confusing me now. Was I that gay? I looked at Francis, who looked happy about me thinking about it. Damn, I am really gay. I shook my head and pulled him to his feet. "Come on, let's go," I smiled.

"On a date?" He asked hopefully. "No, to lunch; I want to eat before my next class," I laughed out a bit. He was so silly. We walked beside each other, and the whole time I was trying to separate the friend or crush feelings away from each other. It was hard because I liked him as a friend and needed him as a friend. But I do like those things about him. His sweet smell, the smile he gets from looking at dogs, the- damn...there I went again. Yes, I liked those things....but did it mean anything?
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From that day on..., he wouldn't stop. Any chance Francis had, he would do some sort of gesture and ask me on a date, but it was kind of fun to see the things he came up with every day. It tugged my heartstrings and made me fall in love with him, slowly but surely. Every time he saw me in the hallway, he would be so happy to see me that he would run toward me in hopes that I would be as happy to see him as he was with me.

~present time~

After finishing my small daydream, Francis told everyone about the multiple times he made a gesture/confession of love to get me to go out with him. How each one was better than the last....I remember how romantic and sweet they were. If I could go back, I would, but I guess, all in all, this point of my life is way better with him. I looked at Francis, smiling as everyone listened to him so interested. Sometimes Antonio and Gilbert would laugh as they remembered some of the details Francis would explain in great detail.

"You really tried so hard; it's amazing how you kept all of that up for so long," Alfred smiles a bit mesmerized. "Each moment was worth it to get my dearest Arthur to go out with me," Francis laughed more. Everyone looked at me, shocked as I shrugged my shoulders nervously. "The last gesture was the best one, and my favorite; why else would I have said yes on that one," I laughed. "Oh, tell us!!! Please tell us!!" Amelia begged excitedly. "Yes do tell" Sakura smiled. Francis and I looked at each other and smiled. "You do it, Arthur; I want to hear your thoughts."

"Oh please, you should," I smiled. "Just tell it," everyone said, and we laughed out some more. "Okay, fine, I will tell the story" I smiled, amused. "Well, all his gestures took place on the school campus; however, this time, it didn't. I was at the library by my house, I go there to study every Wednesday, and each time I went, I actually did the same routine; it just made sense, I guess...

~flashback~
"Hello Arthur, I did the honor of getting your book that you read all the time. I knew today was your day, and you needed this to study....someone tried to take it, but luckily I stopped them," the librarian smiled and whispered to me. "Thank you so much, ma'am; I will be upstairs," I smiled at the lovely old lady. It was odd that someone tried to take it. Usually, no one checks the book out. In fact, it's always been me for the past few months. I opened the book and was immediately horrified as a note fell out of the book. That was odd.

I scrutinized the piece of paper before looking around, confused. Maybe that person left something in it? That doesn't make sense, though; they didn't check it out. I opened the letter and started to read it carefully. It read as follows.

"Upstairs, D shelf book L-A4 page 69," What? I was so confused. So I immediately walked to that shelf to find that book that was written. I found the book and flipped to that page number. And found another note, reading the letter D in bold lettering. On the back, it said, "A shelf, book A- 45 page 1," confused. Still, I went downstairs to find the next clue to what was happening. I quickly took the book out and opened the book to the page. A large A and another note on the back. " shelf T, book T-s6 page 14," I rushed back upstairs to do the same thing. This time it had the letter T on the pages. The back gave me clues to the following finding.

Still confused, I did the same thing; I looked around for the shelf and opened the book. Where a large "E?" Was written. Soon everything finally came together as I fell to the floor putting the letters together. "DATE?" On the back of the last letter also wrote "-Francis" I laugh at not having seen the first two letters. Instead, I ran around the library like a crazy person. I started to laugh, putting my hand to my head.

"Is that a yes?" I heard a voice say. I turned around to see Francis with flowers in his hands. He had his hair slicked back and looked as nervous as I laughed about the note. "Yes...of course it is," I smiled. Francis jumped with joy as he tackled me in a relieved hug.

~present ~
"Wow, that was so amazing! I am so excited to hear the date the picture was taken finally," Amelia said in a dreamy tone. "Me too," Francis smiled, looking at me to continue the story some more.

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