There are two kinds of love

Persistence

A couple of weeks had gone by and Arthur refused to leave me alone. He followed me everywhere -he lacks the talent to hide well- and even walks me home. Other girls may be like, "oh but it's sooo romantic."

..I want to drown him in acid.

Ever since Mr Cross has assigned us partners for the project, Arthur had gotten WAY too into the friendship idea. I wonder if I'd get in trouble for 'accidentally' pushing him out the window of the top floor science room.

Today was the day I visited Lukas' grave. I haven't been in a while so a visit was well over due. Arthur doesn't seem to know about Lukas. To be honest, I'm quite surprised no one has blabbed to him yet. But I suppose it's a good thing, really.

As I walked out of the school doors after fighting to open it -really, they need to oil that fucker- I strolled through the yard towards the main gate. I had left my jacket at home since this morning it looked quite sunny. Wasn't that an understatement? Within minutes of getting out of school, the clouds began to turn grey.

"Ahh, fuck," I whispered, looking through my new shoulder bag for a hat. (Yes. I bought a new bag. I deserved it after putting up with blondie for weeks)

After failing to bring a hat to school. Yeah, I'm a dick, I know. I silently prayed that the clouds could pity me and my sad life just for a couple hours. I speed walked out of the school gate and to my luck, no sign of Arthur. When I say he follows me everywhere, I mean everywhere. He stands outside the toilets.

I maaay have a stalker.

I let out a sigh, watching my breath form into a mist in front of me before dissolving into the cold air. I hated the cold, but yet, at the same time I didn't mind it. I may be contradicting myself here but shut up, it's nearly Christmas.

I froze in my tracks. That's right, it's nearly Christmas. I let my head fall slowly so my chin rested against my chest. My first Christmas without Lukas. Wow. This is going to be tough. A frown settled on my lips as I sighed and closed my eyes, looking up. A sort of reset method if you will. Opening my eyes, I felt myself pale.

"Yo, sunshine~"

Sweet merCILESS BUDDHA, HELP ME.

"Go away Arthur," I snapped, baring my teeth as I stomped past him. Boy did this child aggravate me.

Arthur sped up to my side, falling into step with me. This caused me to groan and roll my eyes. I attempted to block him out; only thinking about what flowers to buy to place on Lukas' grave. I already knew what flowers, of course. But it was nice to think of other options once in a while.

"Oi! You listening?"

I was brought back to reality by Arthur clicking his fingers in front of my face. I scowled and pushed his hand away.

"No. Now stop coming so close, I don't want a disease." I didn't wait to see his reaction as I walked ahead, glad when I could only hear my footsteps.

However, rapid ones where approaching. Shit, spoke too soon. Arthur gripped my left arm, spinning me around to face him and planting both hands on my shoulder to keep me in place.

"You're awfully snappy today. What's wrong?" He asked. Arthur's face looked solemn but his eyes swirled with deep concern and worry. Funny, I didn't know he was capable of showing emotions others than TOTAL ANNOYANCE.

I swatted his hands off me and continued to walk, my mind set on heading to the flower shop just 5 minutes from school. Quite convenient if you ask me. The persistent as ever Arthur trotted up to my side; nestling his hands into his pockets and leaning forward to get a clear look of my face.

"Something's bothering you, sunshine," He stated, nodding at his own words.

Oh really? Gosh I would of never thought of that. And the award for the most dense turd goes to?

ARTHUR, for being a twat.

Well, I can't really call him that since he hasn't really done anything wrong. (besides stalking me and harassing me) he was only being what he would class as, 'a good friend'. I was a bit harsh on him at times, but, it's my nature I suppose.

"I'm fine," I answered him after a minute of mental battling with myself. Arthur didn't look too convinced. But he didn't push it.

The flower shop came into view and I saw the exact flower that I came for, standing tall and proud among all the others. The sunflower looked majestic and dominant compared to all the other plain, small ones. I smiled to myself thinking of how Lukas would give me one on my birthday each year. Now, I'll never receive anything from him again.

I jogged lightly toward the flower and gently plucked it from is confinement; bringing it to my nose and taking a cautious wiff.

"Beautiful," I whispered, smiling at the flower as a small gust of wind played with my hair behind me.

"yeah.. It really is." I heard Arthur intervene. I turned to comment, but the words died in my throat. Arthur wasn't looking at the flower. He was staring at.. Me. What really rendered me speechless was the smile he directed towards me. It was so warm, so calm. So, loving.

I immediately looked away as I felt my cheeks burn. I placed my hand over where my heart resided and stared at the flower in confusion. What is this feeling? He only smiled at me.. Maybe it's because I've only ever seen his smirk and his cocky attitude.

'Dare I say he's fairy attractive' I thoughts to myself.

Woah, woAH WOAH, back the fuck up.

I shook my head of the thoughts and scurried into the shop to purchase the flower, leaving Arthur to wallow in his own neglect. Poor chap.

Once I exited the shop, I expected Arthur to have gone. However, he was still there, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed. I cleared my throat and Arthur's head snapped up. An instant smile adorning his tanned face.

"So, where we off to now, sunshine?" He asked, rocking back and forth on the balls of his feet. That nickname.. I'd never admit it, but its kinda nice.

"We are not going anywhere, I'm going to visit someone. Goodbye." I explained, taking a sharp turn at the corner and walking onwards.

Arthur made a noise of surprise and ran to catch up, "Hey wait! I wanna' come!" He whined.

Oh lord, give me strength.

"No.." I looked down towards the ground. "You can't come, sorry," I whispered, afraid that any louder and my voice would crack leaving me helpless.

Arthur looked at me with worry and curiosity blended together..

To make, worcity!

No.. No that's wrong. Stop.

"Sarah.. What's wrong?" He asked, gently placing his hand on my arm; rubbing up and down in gentle movements.

Do I tell him? Does he need to know? Why am I even worried what he'll think? He's a nobody! Will he leave me alone once he knows my secret?

Looking up at him, I stated between both of his eyes. Taking a deep breath, I closed my eyes and pushed my words out.

"I'm going to visit my brothers grave.." My voice even surprised me. I sounded so weak and broken.

Arthurs' eyes widened and I could practically see the gears turning in his head as he processed what I had just said.

After a minute of silence, my chest tightened. What will he do? Not even a minute later, Arthur made his move.