The next weeks for you were absolute bliss. Arthur was your boyfriend, and your first date would be the concert that he bought the tickets to for your birthday. You had nearly completely forgotten about your parents double gifts. At school Arthur walked you to all your classes and met you back there before it was time to leave again. You, Eliza, Arthur, and the rest of your friends would always hang out after classes.
It was the day before the concert and Arthur asked you if you minded if just the two of you hung out that day. You nodded and said sure, telling Eliza and your brothers. Eliza smiled and agreed. Gilbert was forced to by Ludwig to not get involved. So after your last period class, Arthur took you to the lake where the two of you first started going out. He sat down on the grass and you took a seat next to him, leaning against his arm.
"Why'd you want to come all the way out here?" You asked.
He shrugged. "I figured it would be the best place to get alone time with you." he said and smiled at you, kissing your cheek.
You smiled back. "It seems to me like your right."
He put an arm around you waist.
"So how are going to get to the concert tomorrow?" You asked him.
"Easy, call a cab, take a bus. The possibilities are relatively endless." Arthur told you.
"Yeah, but I don’t want to spend money on a cab, you know?" You replied. "And I don’t even want you to spend more money on me either. Those tickets probably cost a fortune."
"It wasn’t too much." He said and shrugged.
"And there is a very interesting reason behind that." You head the voice of a certain Frenchman behind you.
The two of you turned to look at Francis and Arthur gave him a warning look, which he carefully, didn’t see. Francis was looking at you.
"What do you mean?" You asked him.
"Well, there is something about everyone here that isn’t quite like the rest of the human race." Francis went one.
Arthur stood up and glared daggers and the Frenchman.
"What's that?" You asked.
"Well, everyone here is a cou—" Francis didn’t get to finish the sentence before Arthur went up to him and covered his mouth.
You glared at the two of them. Francis grinned and took Arthur's hand from his mouth, bid the two of you adieu and left. You looked at Arthur, his back was towards you.
"Arthur. What are you not telling me?" You said.
He didn’t answer.
"Arthur, tell me." You said. "No more secrets."
He shook his head. "I just… I can't tell you yet. I can't bring myself to tell you. Not yet."
You stared at the back of his head. Then you turned on your heel and ran away from him. You thought he was past this, past keeping things from you. But apparently he wasn’t. And the cost of that was losing your trust. You ran to your dorm room and threw yourself onto the bed.
He heard your footsteps retreating from him, running away from him. He totally screwed up. He should have just told you what you were. He sighed, he hasn’t moved from his spot. He felt like he was frozen. He dropped his head in his hands and shook his head. Then, he just laughed. Laughing uncontrollably.
I really am such a bloody idiot, aren’t i? He thought to himself, still laughing. I couldn’t have screwed up worse. Maybe I could just go to her dorm and tell her that she's one of us, and tell her what "us" is.
When he stopped laughing he turned around and headed to your dorm room. When he got there, he knocked on the door and called your name. But you didn’t answer. He sighed. He kept trying, but after an hour, it was clear to him that you didn’t want to see you. So he left, resolving that he would find you tomorrow.
England didn’t get the chance to find you. At breakfast, he didn’t find you because you skipped, or at least, that’s what Hungary told him. Prussia made a comment about how the two of you were officially broken up. He ignored him and went to your first period class. He saw you already in the class room and just went to his own. Every time he went to go meet you after class, you were already gone.
He sighed that day after school. I guess this means I'm not going to the concert with her. He thought.
You were getting ready to go to the concert. You pulled on a pair of dark colored pants and a tight fitting shirt that had (favorite band) logo on it. You pulled on your favorite boots. Then you turned to Eliza. She was already ready to go. After you ran away from Arthur, you had asked Eliza to go with you. When she asked why you weren’t going to take Arthur with you, you blew off the question.
The two of you walked out to the front gate of the school. The two of you waited for the cab. As you were waiting, you heard a familiar voice from behind you, and it pulled at your heartstrings.
"(Name)." Arthur's British accent rang in your ears.
You didn’t turn around, and the cab pulled up. Eliza got in, and you were about to follow when Arthur grabbed your arm.
"(Name)." he said again and turned you to face him. He looked so sad. "Please. Just wait a second."
"I can't, Arthur." You said. "I can't wait any more. I can't wait for you to tell me the truth. And I can't be with you if you won't tell me. I don’t care if you think you're protecting me. Remember what I said when I found out that Gilbert and Ludwig were my brothers? How I said that if you really wanted to protect me, you'd tell me and then be there to get me through it?"
He only nodded and opened his mouth to say something. But you cut him off.
"No. let me finish. When you're ready to tell me this huge secret that you don’t want me to know, then you know where to find me." You said and got in the taxi, closing the door.
The taxi drove off and both you and Eliza arrived at the concert, leaving Arthur at the curb.
~Time Skip to Mid-Concert~
You felt your phone buzz for the one hundredth time. The first few times it was Arthur trying to call you, so you just stopped checking. But now it really has gotten annoying, so you planned on answering and telling him to knock it off. But when you pulled your phone out of your pocket, it wasn’t Arthur. It was a text from each of your parents.
You opened your phone and read the texts and your heart plummeted. You turned to Eliza and told her that you had to leave, like now. She asked why and you showed her your phone. She read the text and she looked at you apologetically. Then the two of you ran out of the concert hall and Eliza hailed a cab.
Once in the cab and away from so many people, you started to cry. This couldn’t be happening. It all made sense now, the separate gifts, sending you away, what your father said that night after you got to the school. Eliza put her arm over your shoulders and pulled you into her saying things like "let it all out" and "It'll all be ok, I promise."
Eventually, you calmed down and arrived back at the school. Eliza tried to lead you back to the dorm, but you refused, saying that there was something you had to do first. She looked at you sadly, but didn’t argue and let you go. When she was gone, you made a beeline for the boys dorm, praying you remembered where his dorm was. When you thought you found the right number, you banged on the door as loud as you could.
"Come on, open up! Please!" You called.
Eventually the door opened to reveal a shirtless Arthur. He looked at you tiredly, then when he noticed it was you, his face went blank.
"What are you doing here; I thought you were mad at me." He said and looked down at you.
You didn’t say anything, just opened to the text messages and showed them to Arthur, falling to your knees. He read the text from your parents and his jaw dropped, falling to his knees in front of you and pulling you into his chest, holding you tightly.
"I'm so sorry, (name). So, so sorry." He said.
You wrapped your arms around him and started crying again. "I just can't believe that they… that they got a d-divorce."