With peace being the number one thing on the rise, France struggles to accept how England could be the center of all pop-culture in the world. In turn, straining their relationship, causing them to star from tier one.
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Sixth book to...
We both stopped walking, and he smiled at me. He smiled at me as if he knew. We both knew how we felt but wouldn't say it. I think both of us were content with the thought and found comfort in the idea. "I know...but you don't have to say it. We should enjoy ourselves while we can; that is all we can do," he smiled.
It made me a bit sad; it was like we both knew we needed to ignore how we felt. Indirectly saying we needed to avoid confessing. "You know, out of all the periods I've seen you in, I think this one will forever be my favorite. I don't know how we will look twenty or thirty years from now, but I look forward to it. Let's try not to be so petty with each other this time," I smiled.
"Well, we can try, but a bit of banter may be necessary once in a while," he smiled. I nodded in acceptance, putting my hands on my hips. I looked around again, seeing his people. "If only we were them, huh?" He asked. I turned back to him, nodding in agreement. "If that were the case, I would have kept my promise when we were younger," I spoke.
The promise where I said I'd love him till the day I died.
Only death could stop the feelings I had for him.
His face looked saddened as he nodded in agreement. "Me too, but I'm happy now. I believe that recently, I've realized many things, and I want to change again. However, I can't promise that I won't be popular. I have a feeling I'm only going to get better," he smirked.
I could agree entirely with him.
He was like wine, after all, always getting better with age.
"Okay, enough chatting! You need to see the entirety of Carnaby before the sun sets! I know a few shops you'd like!" He smiled. Arthur aggressively grabbed my hand and squeezed it tightly. It hurt, but I knew he was only excited to show me everything. "Okay!" I winced. The pain was making me think I should have stayed home. He was so aggressive.
Even if that was the case, I loved him. He was my ball of destruction!
Arthur and me...
We were two halves that had been separated far too long, far too many times. I hope that maybe in the future, I will live up to be worthy of his love; that way, I could give him mine for eternity.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Yo! Carnaby street is groovy! Check it cool!
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