Year later...

"I'm going to France."

My parents look at me with raised eyebrows, their eyes going to my already packed suitcases as the chauffeur got them to the car one-by-one.

"You didn't think to run this by us-?"

"I just did. You're lucky I said anything at all. You can probably guess why I'm going." I say, the both of them nodding as I look off." I need to fix this with Arthur. It was torture not having him here and I want him to understand that I've changed."

"Yes, because you already graduated?" My dad hissed, making me sneer.

"No. Because when he left I sort of admitted to the school about him and me. No one cared...besides, no ones opinions matter." I say, and he just looks at me like he doesn't believe me.

But here's the shocker, I don't need his approval. I can handle this myself and I don't need them to agree and think I haven't changed. I think I have, it's been a whole year.

I'm pretty sure I've changed if I haven't dated anyone in this whole span of a year.

"You are pathetic, son." My dad sneers, making me flinch." You didn't even realize you loved him until he was gone. Your mom and I saw, you loved him more than you've ever loved anyone before."

I fold my arms, knowing already and I didn't need my parents explaining to me what I've done.

"I know-."

"I don't think you do."

"Stop assuming you know. I know what I've done and I can't take back, even though I want to. But Arthur...he'll still love me."

My parents roll their eyes, and the fact that their mad at me for my actions is disgusting. It was my choice and it's too late. So they need to get off my ass about it. I know my mistakes and I don't need them to shame me for them.

"To hell with you two. I don't need you two degrading me for my mistakes. I know that I've made mistakes and now I'm fixing them now that I'm an adult and don't need your permission. So, I'm gone."

I leave, going to the car as I was going to France. To get Arthur back. If I need to practically search France, I will.

****

As I was now in France, everything was completely different than it was in America. More old fashioned and Victorian. Nothing modern.

Until we drive around a corner and I see something familiar.

I see a food truck, smirking as it looked like something straight out of America. Reminding me of Arthur always telling me that America copied France, here they are copying us.

I kick the chauffeurs seat, and he looks over his shoulder.

"Arrêtez-vous ici une seconde, je veux quelque chose à manger." ( Stop here for a second, I want something to eat. ) I demand, and he nods as he stops the car at the side of the sidewalk.

I get out the car, folding my arms as I inhale the air. Smelling something familiar about this food, but it wasn't the same. At least it was more...civil here.

Arthur wasn't kidding about everything shutting down in noon and people stopping everything for lunch. My car was practically the only one on the road and all the restaurants were full of people.

This food truck is packed, so I begin to walk towards the line. People noticing me as they stare and I smirk, happy for the attention. It never seems to disappear, the stares.

I walk around a table, about to get closer to the line as I stop. My cheeks getting warm as I stare dead on at Arthur. Seeing him sitting at a table and minding his own business.

Not knowing I was here, I just stared. Seeing that nothing truly changed, except me. I wanted him and I hoped his feelings for me didn't subside.

He suddenly looks up, and he looks in my direction. His eyes becoming saucers, making me know he saw me.

But he didn't seem to believe it, him wiping his eyes as if he didn't believe what he was seeing. When he looked again and saw me still there, his lips began to do a identical grin.

Having me remembering the grin he used to always give me and I blushed. Grinning as his eyes almost star struck it felt like, until I saw a tattooed man appear out of nowhere. A knowing smirk on his lips as he walked towards Arthur.

My heart raced and I began to walk towards him as fast as I could. The man wrapping his arm around his neck and pulling his head down as he whispered something in Arthur's ear. Making him break eye contact with me as he looked at the guy in confusion.

Staying this distance, the guy was saying something to Arthur and I don't know what it was, I was too far. But the more they talked the more I saw Arthur seem to fall into some trance and I didn't like it whatsoever.

The guy leaned close, Arthur pulling back, until the guy glanced at me and I was struck by bright blue eyes. Smiling as I saw white teeth just as white as Arthur's and I blinked to recover myself.

By the time I looked the guy kissed Arthur, and I rushed over, pissed out of my mind as I was now standing in front of him and grabbing Arthur's arm.

Yanking him away he looked confused, the guy grinning as he ran his fingers through his hair.

"So this your little boyfriend?" The guy said in a thick-ass French accent. His eyes looking me up and down in disgust." I thought I was number one to your heart? Wait, I am! I was first."

I sneer, wondering how the hell he knew all this. Glancing at Arthur he was still in a trance of this guy and I narrowed my eyes at him.

From my memories this guy wasn't able to return his feelings...so why-?

"Pourquoi m'as-tu embrassé?" ( Why did you kiss me? ) Arthur mumbled, the guy smiling as he shrugged.

"Because. I not like the way this little boy was staring at you-."

"I'm taller than you, way more buff than you, and much more sexier. So, so the fucking-what."

"I am twenty-one. I'm a model, actor, and not sure about who's more sexier. We should have Arthur decide-."

"I thought you couldn't return his feelings - huh?" I growl, Arthur looking at me and the guy went pale.

"Je pensais que tu ne te rapprocherais de personne d'autre que moi?" ( Thought you weren't going to get close to anyone but me? ) He hissed, Arthur still quiet and I laughed.

"Vous ne pouvez pas parler français, je sais tout ce que vous dites." ( You can't get away with speaking French, I know everything you say. ) I hiss back, making him flinch.

"Arthur, where did this simpleton come from anyway. Were we not catching up?" He asked, and it made him shrug.

"I had no idea he come. I still in shock myself - how you get here? How you know I here?" He pleaded almost, his hand grabbing mine unconsciously as I grin.

"I just saw this food truck and stood out to me above all the things here in this fancy country. I wanted some...American food..." I smirk suddenly." You guys copied from us." I mock, making him smile.

"Yeah...I not know."

"Do they have fries?"

"Yes. All type! Want to see-?"

"What the hell is this?!"

I look at the guy, and he looks annoyed. Arthur frowning in confusion at his sudden annoyance.

"It person in my heart-."

"I thought I was in your heart?"

"He there too." Arthur says, making him sneer.

"No. Since we were kids-!"

"We not kids anymore Enzo." He growled. So this guy's name is Enzo...?

I looked away from him, looking to Arthur with a soft expression as he grinned the familiar grin I haven't seen in awhile.

"I missed you..." I murmur, and he smiles.

"I missed you too, but I didn't forget about before." He reminded, making me a little upset. But I understood, since we never really fixed the situation...

Now it was just Arthur and me talking, seeing from the corner of my eye this 6' guy looking at us, looking stupid. Thought this guy was straight? I don't know, Arthur seems to have an affect on straight guys.

"Arthur...I've changed from before."

"Have you graduate high school?"

"Yes...?"

"Then of course you ready. You not say to wait on you for this time? You want this to happen."

"No I didn't! I couldn't leave before! My parents wouldn't allow it!"

He looked skeptical, but soon nodded after.

"I see. They tell me how you react and how you cry. I sorry for make you cry so."

I frown, glaring at him as he looks off.

"You've been communicating with my parents?" I hiss, and before he can answer Enzo is grabbing onto Arthur and pulling him to himself.

"I think that's enough." He said 'kindly,' sounding fake the whole time as he smiled." I was catching up with Arthur and I won't have a second place contestant appear out of nowhere."

I raise my eyebrows, and Arthur rolls his eyes.

"You not even like me like that so let me go!" He growled, yanking out his grasp.

Enzo looked like he couldn't wrap his mind what just happened. But I could. He got dumped!

"Arthur, I'm hungry." I say, and he's immediately pulling me along to the food truck.

"They food not like American food, but it good enough." He revealed, smiling as he pointed at the menu.

As he said everything I could see Enzo sitting at a table that they originally sat at. Pouting - literally - as he wasn't getting the attention like I was.

"Arthur," he looks at me, and I grin," Whats with that Enzo guy?"

He rolls his eyes, looking over his shoulder and back at me.

"He and I been friends for long time. He used to my attention and when it not given to him he think something stolen from him-."

"So like a child?"

"Kind of." Whispering that I still heard him, smirking.

"Want me to become friends with him?" I ask, making him raise an eyebrow.

"You not have to. You can if want."

"I do." So that I can learn his weaknesses and find his ticks to show Arthur his bad sides.

I left, telling Arthur I wanted fries first. Once I was sitting in front of Enzo he was glaring at me and giving me dirty looks.

"Qu'est-ce que tu veux?" ( What do you want? ) He hissed, making me roll my eyes.

"What's shoved far up your ass? Can't I talk to you?"

"No." He growled, making me sigh.

"Arthur clearly means something to you," I point out, making him nod," But he means more to me, sorry to burst your bubble. What you've had, I've had more of. I've seen more than you've seen. You think you're close with him, well, I'm way closer. Physically and emotionally."

Enzo frowns, but then smiles his annoying white teeth.

"Emotionally? No way. Physically? Quite possibly. Haven't seen his dick yet, unlike you." He spats, making me snort.

"You don't know what I've seen."

"Oh, I'm sure I have. What you've seen, I've seen the body grow into it. He wouldn't look like that if it wasn't for me."

"Doubt it."

"Really? Like a child."

"You're arguing over him too. Besides, you're not that much older me so fuck off."

Enzo just looks away, Arthur happening to walk over with my fries and chicken nuggets I didn't ask for.

But it makes this guy practically twist his neck to look and Arthur smiles as he hands the chicken to Enzo.

"C'est pour être méchant avec vous, désolé." ( This is for being mean to you, sorry. ) He apologized, and I shook my head as Enzo smiled kindly like he's sweet. Just a fake ass bitch.

"Arthur, je suis désolé pour mon explosion soudaine ... Vous savez comment je suis ..." ( Arthur, I'm sorry for my sudden outburst... You know how I am... ) He murmurs, Arthur smiling a smile I've never seen. But it was different from the grin I get. This smile is like the upgraded version of my special grin...

Enzo glanced at me because of it, smiling even more at my reaction.

Arthur looked to me and handed me my fries, grinning my special grin that I'm not so sure is special anymore...

"I happy you here. Not expect it. You have place to stay?"

"No." I answer, stuffing fries into my face as I was annoyed.

"Yay!!!! You stay with me! It be fun!"

"Um, I live there too." Enzo snaps, this guy seems to be everywhere.

"Okay? We have William now."

He rolled his eyes as I smiled, but what did his house look like? How would this work out?...I can't already stand Enzo... This is hell.

****

"What a cute place." I say, Arthur chuckling as he carried my bags up the stairs.

"Merci Beaucoup. My adoptive parents got it for me as a gift for graduating school and trying my hardest." He explained, making me nod as I was put in a room that's nowhere close to the size of my room.

Practically the size of my closet, which is pretty big! This, this is pathetic.

"Can I get a bigger room?" I ask, and he frowns.

"What you mean? This biggest room here. I save it for guests and you worth to have biggest room."

I sigh, trying not to start anything since he can't help it that this is house is not the size I like. I'm used to huge mansions and big rooms the size of living rooms or even bigger! But...it'll do for now.

"Okay, thanks."

Arthur nodded, walking towards the door until I cleared my throat. Him looking back and I bit my lip.

"You haven't hugged me ever since I've gotten here." I say, and he smiles.

"I not want to overstep. But okay." He opened his arms, and I walk to him as we hug. Making me smile as his arms hugged me gently yet strong, pulling me close.

We didn't say anything, just hugged one another and there was so much depth in the hug. The way my head rested on his shoulder and how he felt like the body pillow I remember. Then there's him hugging me and it feeling like he never wants to let go...feeling's mutual.

"I...I miss you." Arthur whispers into my ear, making me smile as I nodded.

"I missed you too. More than you possibly may think. I've never cried so much over a person before, hope you know that."

"I cry too. I cry 'cause I thought you move on over year..."

"Impossible...have you with-?"

"No. Enzo, no. I not sure anymore. Now I have both people in heart under same roof...it gonna be hard now."

"Hard to do what?"

"To control self."