A ghost story (FrUK)

Chapter fifteen

Later at the hotel that night

"Wow, That was so amazing! The tower was so big! And then that museum was so amazing! Everything looked so amazing; this must be a dream come true." Francis said nearly shaking me. "Calm down," I laughed pulling away from his grasp. "Thank you, Arthur!" Francis smiled, pulling me in for a hug. This time he just held me for a long while until I heard a soft sob coming from him. "Are you okay?" I asked softly patting his back.

"I will be honest my dear; the problem is that even though I found out my sister and ex-lovers fate. I was relieved that they got what they deserved," he explained holding me tightly. "Is that so bad?" I asked, confused. "No, although it relieves me, I still did not move on. I thought it was because I dreaded what happened to me those years ago. Really, I feel deep down, that the reason was that I never had the chance to live life the way I am now. That because my life was taken from me at a young age, I did not have the chance to live more," he explained leaning more of his body weight onto me.

"Do you think that if the spell goes away, you will be able to move on?" I asked sadly. I would miss him terribly if that were the case. "Yes, I feel that you have filled that hole in me that I have been trying to fill for centuries. You filled the parts that could not let go of the ex I once loved. I am grateful," Francis whispered leaning more of his body weight on me. This made me fall back a bit onto the bed.

"Hey, it is okay. Is that not what you want? To finally be able to move on after all those years?" I asked him, confused. He looked at me sadly and smiled a bit. "It was what I wanted......now... all I want is to stay with you. I would miss you," He said in a sad tone. "I know...I would too, but if the spell is not permanent, it would be the best, right?" I asked unsurely.

"Yes...I suppose. I just.... do not want to leave you" he looked into my eyes and started to hold me once more on the bed, laying down. I just let him hold onto me longer. I did not mind at the moment. "Then, I will make sure you live the rest of your life. To grow old and be happy like a dumb fool. I will make sure that you have that chance to find true love, to finally start a family. I promise you that I will always make sure you get a second chance at your life that was taken away brutally and to finally be happy," I held his cheek in my palm, which was not injured.

"I promise," I smiled, holding him in my arms. "Arthur, if that is the case, I want nothing more than to stay with you till I grow old. That will make me the happiest." Francis looked at me with eyes that were filled with love. "Was that a love confession or something? I have only known you for like two weeks," I joked a bit, making him smile.

"If That is What makes a love confession, then I guess I have done just that," he laughed pulling me closer into a hug. I started to think about it for a minute. WAIT A MINUTE!!!! HE JUST? I felt my cheeks turn red as I tried to look away from him.

"What are you doing?" Francis asked, laughing. "Nothing, just looking at the wall," I said biting down on the inside of my cheek. "You are so cute when you blush," he laughed, kissing my cheek. "I am not blushing! Stupid frog," I muttered under my breath. I pulled away from him and turned away to the other side of my bed, laying on my side.

"Do not worry, Arthur, your secret is safe with me," he said, coming closer and spooning me. What is happening?! I would get out of this situation, but I am just not. For some reason, I like it. Oh god, please help me. "When will I hear a love confession from you?" He asked into my neck.

"Never if you keep acting like this," I turned around and glared at him. Yet he just chuckled at my reaction. "Oh, come on, you do not have to say it in depth, although it would be nice. Just say you agree," he continued to tease me. "Over my dead body!" I yelled, pushing his face away from trying to kiss my cheek. "Arthur, do not speak of yourself in such a way. The thought of you dying breaks my heart," he continued to snuggle up next to me.

"You are lucky you are super warm; I would have pushed you away by now," I huffed out, starting to pout. "So, am I just a heating blanket for your ice-cold skin?" He asked, pretending to be hurt. "Wow, you figured me out. This whole time I was just after your hot body....." we both stared at each other awkwardly as I finished that sentence. "I mean your body heat!" I tried to correct them, but he kept smirking at me.

"I have no idea if I should take that as a compliment or that you are always after one thing. Wow," he joked, holding me once more. "Please stop," I started to laugh a bit defeatedly. "What? I did not hear you," he told me as he started to breathe against my neck. "Stop acting a fool, Francis!" I told him, finally standing up from the bed. "Wait, come back!" He started to whine while reaching his hand out to grab me. "I need a shower," I shook my head at him as I walked away.

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