EnglandxReader- Confessions Part 1

You were sitting under the tree in the school courtyard, reading you favourite book, (insert book name here). You were awaiting the presence of your best friend, Arthur Kirkland, who always met up with you afterschool. He was a caring one; very sweet and gentle. You liked his company, because he always found a way to cheer you up during your worst moments. You waited under the tree for awhile, sitting in hopes that your best friend would show up, but to no avail did he come. You let out a sigh, finally deciding you waited long enough.

Swinging your back pack over one shoulder, you quietly stood up to leave, but soon heard your name being called in the distance.

"(Name)! (Name), over here!"

You look around in desperation, but couldn't find the source of the sound. You yelled back to the oblivion. "Where are you?" You questioned, confused. You hoped it was Arthur, but sadly couldn't recognize the voice.

"Over here! Look this way! THIS WAY!" It called back.

"Well, you're not helping! Which way is this way?" You yelled.

"Okay, first stop running in circles..."

"....."

"Okay good. Now turn a little to your left."

"....."

"Nope, your other left."

"....."

"NOT THAT MUCH, TURN RIGHT."

"....."

"Yeah! That's about good..."

"....."

"Tilt your head up, love; I wanna see that pretty smile of yours!"

You followed the orders, and glanced up to see a British gentleman standing on the edge of the school building. You automatically freaked out and panicked.

"OH MY GOD ARTHUR. PLEASE DON'T JUMP, I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU A LOT, AND THE WORLD ISN'T AS MEAN AS YOU THINK IT IS-"

"I'm not jumping, you freak!" He laughed back.

Your tensed posture eased, and you saved your little pre-memorized motivational rant for another time, but you were still curious as to what he was up to. "Then what are you doing up there?" He grinned, and replied, "PROPOSING MY LOVE TO YOU, DEAR."

You stiffened and your face went red. People were already staring at him, but that last statement of his caught everybody's attention. You glanced around to see people staring and murmuring into one another's ears, giggling.

'What was he thinking!?!?' You thought, 'Going off like this, embarrassing me- wait. Arthur loved me? Why the sudden burst of confidence to tell me that now?'

You peered back up to him, to see his figure slowly swaying back and forth.

"...................."

'OH MY GOD, ARTHUR IS DRUNK. ARTHUR IS DRUNK AND STANDING ON THE EDGE OF A BUILDING.'

In this case, you would have ran home embarrassed from the fact that he had just ruined your life, but now knowing he was dead drunk, you sprinted to the school screaming, "MY GOD, SOMEONE PLEASE HELP! PLEASE HELP, HE'S DRUNK." You heard some gasps from behind you when the crowd suddenly realized the situation was no laughing matter. You burst through the school door, not caring about anything else but Arthur's safety. Running up the stairs to the top floor, you took the emergency ladder up to the school's roof.

You let out a relieved sigh when you saw Arthur still standing there, looking down at the ground, and not dead. You cautiously inched forward and calmly called out his name, not wanting to alarm him. "A-Arthur... Please get down..." You whispered, barely enough for him to hear. He turned around, and his face brightened up with a smile at your sight.

"Love, you're here! You know how much I loovvveeeeee you, right?" He slurred his words, carelessly. You gave your surroundings a quick glance and panicked when you saw 7 broken bottles of beer off to the side. They were covered in a thin layer of blood. You looked back to Arthur, and saw his hands were bleeding profusely.

"Arthur, please get down from there-"

"I want to prove my love to you, dear." Obviously he had no idea what he was saying.

"I-I..." You were speechless. Not from his sudden confrontation, but the idea that your friend was in life-threatening danger. One wrong word and he could send himself over the edge. You carefully needed to choose your words.