Really short chapter but i hope to make the next chapter longer and better. This fanfiction came from a short conversation on facebook. btw Thank you Britain for letting me use the convo. I edited it to make it longer and i didn't know what happened so I had to come up with my own storyline for it.

Arthur sat there in his room crying, worried about what would happen next. He layed down and started replaying what happened over and over again in his mind. He feared he'd always regret what he did to Alfred. How he let that happen. Now he will never be able to forgive himself.

Earlier

Arthur had just come home. He was tired and wanted to sleep. He pulled out his keys and started to unlock his door when he noticed something. There was a note slid under the door. He quickly read it and jumped back into his car and drove off. He drove to a cliff just outside of town. He jumped out of the car went to the edge of a cliff. There he saw a tall, handsome young man. He had sandy blonde hair, beautiful blue eyes, and glasses that set on his nose nicely. He sat there with his head on his knees. Arthur walked up and sat down next to him. It was quiet for a bit before Arthur broke the silence.

"Alfred? Is something wrong?" he asked.

Alfred just sat there not saying or doing anything. Arthur wrapped a arm around his shoulder.

"If there's something wrong you can tell me you know." Arthur said in a soothing voice.

Alfred looked at Arthur with tearstained eyes. Arthur wiped the tears away and hugged him close.

"Please tell me what's wrong." Arthur pleaded.

"I-it's nothing..." Alfred replied.

"Well it's obviously something. Now please tell me what it is."

Alfred sighed and stood up. Arthur watched him wondering what he was doing. Alfred looked at him sadly and moved closer to the edge of the cliff.

"Alfred? What are you doing?" Arthur asked him.

"I can't stand it anymore so I'm just ending it all. I'm sorry Arthur but just so you know I still and will always love you." Alfred said his voice shaky and melancholy. Arthur jumped up and ran towards Alfred grabbing his arm in an attempt to stop him.

"Don't please. I'm begging you." Arthur said trying to hold back his tears. Alfred just pushed Arthur off causing him to fall to the ground and continued towards the edge of the cliff.

"I'm sorry Arthur. I'm really sorry..." Alfred said as he turned and let himself fall off the cliff.

"NOOO!" Arthur screamed as Alfred fell. He got up and ran to the edge of the cliff and looked over to see if he can see any sign of Alfred. But when he saw nothing he collapsed on his knees and cried. The one person he loved most just jumped off a cliff in front of him. He sat there for hours just crying. When it got dark he decided that it was time to leave. He got up and drove home. He couldn't sleep that night and when he did he had awful nightmares about Alfred. He felt guilty. He thought that he could've done something to stop Alfred but he didn't. He blamed himself for Alfred jumping off that cliff. He thought that he'd never be able to forgive himself, that he'd never be able to move on.

One month later

Arthur sat there in the hot classroom silently staring out the window. Ever since the accident Arthur hasn't been himself. He never got over that night. His parents transfered him to a different school. They thought that keeping him there would be bad for him because of all the memories. Moving and going to a different school didn't seem to help much. He even had to go to theripy and consoling but that still didnt help. The teacher came in and smiled at the class.

"Good Morning class! Today we have a new student joining us!" The teacher spoke with such a happy and chipper voice it made Arthur sick. He looked on with mild interest as she continued.

"I would like you all to welcome Alfred F. Jones!" Arthur shot up out of his seat faster than you can blink as the tall, blue eyed, sandy blonde haired man walked in the room. Alfred saw this and frowned looking close to tears.

"Arthur... I'm so sorry..." Alfred choked out.

Arthur didn't say anything he just ran out of the room his hands covering his face as he tried hard not to show any emotion.

sorry if there are any mistakes here I don't have word anymore (cuz i lost it when my laptop crashed) and what i do have now sucks so yeah i have to download word soon. if you have any advice to make my story better don't be afraid to tell me. i like constructive criticism as long as it isn't to mean. thank you. Review please!