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- The One that Got Away -



In another life
I would make you stay
So I don't have to say. . . . . .

The scene played over and over in Arthur's head.

The ashamed look America gave him that day.

The words that his former lover said, playing like a broken record, over and over, "You used to be so big. . ."

England felt tears welling up in his eyes. They always came when he thought of that time. England looked up at the mirror that was propped in the corner of his room.

The pristine, glassy surface showed him; his eyes bloodshot, tear streaks covering his face, his hair messier than usual, and his clothes wrinkled and damp with tears.

"Hey, England, I will choose Liberty, after all!" said a younger Alfred his and his mens' muskets pointing at the vulnerable Arthur.

Rain fell down, dramatically. Arthur felt like crumpling to the ground, but he knew better. He was already making a fool of himself.

"I'm no longer your child or your baby brother. . ,Moncler Vest," for a faint second Arthur thought he was going to say 'lover', but Arthur knew that Alfred would never admit that on the battlefield, or anywhere else. . . , "From now on I'm Independent!" America bellowed, musket at the ready, some of his men cheering at his words.

"Acknowledge it,Beats Headphones!" Alfred bellowed.

England thrust his musket forward aiming it at America's neck, but the damn bastard blocked it. Alfred dropped his musket to the ground; he looked scared, so different from the way he looked only seconds before.

"You were always so naive. . . You fool. . ," England growled, ready to strike at Alfred any second.

"F-FIRE!" shouted Alfred's flustered troops.

Arthur stared at Alfred. Arthur's eyes widened. Alfred looked just like he had when Arthur found him in the forest. Innocent. . . Vulnerable. . . Cute. . .

England sighed, "T-There is no point in firing, is there. . ,"Arthur said releasing the grip on his musket. "Fool. . ," Arthur said as he crumpled to the ground.

Arthur felt the tears coming, "Damn it. . . Why damn. . ," Arthur said, tears rolling down his face. He took his hand and wiped his damp, tear-filled eyes.

"England. .,Monster Beats Studio," Alfred said staring down at the sorry figure on the ground.

"You. . . used to be so. . . big. .,Beats By Dr Dre," Alfred said watching his former lover sob on the ground,Coach Bag Outlet, surrendering.

England let out loud sobs. They echoed throughout his empty and barren home.

"Alfred I just wish that you weren't the one who got away. . ," Arthur sobbed sinking to the floor.

You were the one that got away!~

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