France x Reader x England: Shattered Inside Part 8

You look at Arthur sadly. You wished this all didn't have to be happening. It hurt all of you in one way or another. Arthur looked back at you in shame. He was angry at himself for letting Francis get to him. His petty words had made him start the whole fight byt throwing the first punch.

"Are you sure you are okay Arthur?" You ask. He wasn't all that bad, but Francis could hurt someone a lot if he wanted to. Not that Arthur wasn't strong, it was just an instict to worry and be concerned. Arthur didn't want to be looking into your eyes, but those sas green eyes had to.

"I'm just fine." He said. You nod, not one hundred percent sure he was telling the truth, but you weren't going to call him out on it. He studied you and frowned. "Are you feeling okay?" He asked. You blink in shock.

There was a thing about Arthur. He could be in hell and still ask about someone else even if he needed the help himself. He also could tell whenever you were wearing a mask to disguise your feelings. The silly facades you had would usually fool Francis, but Arthur no.

"I'm good." You say muffled and start to feel tears spill out of your eyes. You shut your eyes trying to stop them to no avail. Arthur suddenly pulls you to him and holds you tightly. "Shh, it's aright to be scared, sad, or angry if you want to. It's understandable." His voice was low and made you cry more.

"I can't take much more of this Arthur." You say feeling shaken. It wasn't right for a girl having to do this all basically alone. I mean it's sad your only supporter is a player in the whole thing anyways. Arthur strokes your hair, running his hands through it in a calming gesture.

"I can't either but-" He stopped not wanting to hurt or pressure you. You look at him with your red eyes and he feels a crack in his heart. "But what?" You say confused. He doesn't want to say it, but he had to speak his mind. "If you broke it off officially with Francis then maybe we could date normally."

You sob and sniffle. He was so right. It wasn't a for sure thing that Francis you just back off is you broke up with him, but it would be worth a shot right? "Arthur.." You don't even know what to say. Why couldn't you throw away any inch of feeling you had left for Francis and fall into Arthur.

He would catch you and never let go. You knew he wouldn't be the type to sleep with a another women, especially a friend. He always made you feel safe and peaceful. He had been your right hand man all these years, and never asked for a thing it return. He just enjoyed being with you.

"(Name), I'm not going to push you into anything, but just keep listening to me." He waits until you both have your eyes locked on each other. "I love being with you. Your smile and laugh make me want to get up in the morning just to see them, even if it's only a glimpse. Your beauty stuns me and leaves me feeling numb. You are the sweetest person I know and have a shining personality that is outstanding."

You sob more lightly. It was a bitter sweet cry for you. Hearing such compliments leave Arthur's lips made you whimper. You didn't deserve all that love and care. Not with what you were dragging him into. Arthur kisses the top of your head. "I'm in love with you (Name)" He said softly meaning every word.

You hug him more, needing that secure sense filling you. It was unbareable hearing all this. He was in love with you and you were messed up with your own emotions. Why did love have to make you still long for a man that seemed to care, but you weren't in full belief. Unlike Arthur who would pour his heart out just to prove he was better for you.

You feel weak in his arms. It was as if the whole world was on your shoulders and the only thing to keep you stable was him. It may not make sense, but not much did anymore. You shudder as you open your mouth to speak. Arthur puts a finger to your lips to keep you from speaking "Don't say anything unless you mean it."

You keep your lips sealed afraid to speak a word now. He breaks away from the hold and picks you up. You wrap you arms around his neck so you won't hit the floor. "I think we both need some rest."  He walks and carries you with him upstairs to his bedroom. He pulls the covers down and sets you on the mattress.

You watch as he takes a place next to you. He pulls the blankets over both of your bodies and you scoot in and snuggle into him. He was warm and a safe house for you. He sighs and closes his eyes. "Rest." He whispers and you close your eyes. You both lay there and you drift in and out of slumber.

"Enjoy this while you can" A voice said in your head, "Those who are greedy and won't give up one thing for another sometimes are left with nothing at all…"