Hello everyone! Before the Story starts I just want to say that I hope you are all being safe during this 2020 quarantine. I also want to say I'm so so sorry you had to read all that cringe writing and I hope you all enjoy my new content.

So let's continue "Sorry, wrong number."

Enjoy! :)
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A lovable American man sits at the edge of his bed playing video games. His recording equipment turned on. He shoots some other players and once the screen turned grey he looks and sees that he got second place.

"I'll admit! Mr. "XxDootyMaster69" deserved that win. GG my good friend" the man says with a smile admitting to sad defeat. He looks at the comments placed on the live stream and reads some out loud.

"Alfred is so wholesome. The only good thing about America."

The American gamer, who was revealed to be Alfred F. Jones can't help but smile "Aww! You're so sweet! Remember that your amazing!" He coos

"Play in Sunny World next! It's my favorite!!! I'd love to see you play in it!"

Alfred reads some of it, "Will do! I think that's the only new world I haven't played in yet! Haha, "H1ntaiG0d" thank you for the bits!" Alfred clicks around the screen looking at the comments. "A few of you are saying I got a call during the stream, sorry about that! I usually have my phone on silent. But not everyone is perfect."

Alfred puts down his controller and reaches for his phone seeing who called him during a stream. "Oh damn, it's Iggy! He doesn't usually call me first.., " he looks at the camera "Sorry dudes! I should take this. I'll be sure to LS on Friday and put an extra hour on it!" Alfred gives an award-winning wink and smiles and says goodbye to his fans. He picks up his phone holding it, looking at the caller ID. 6 minutes ago, that God it wasn't too late ago.

He puts his phone on his ear and listens to it ring.

"God damn it... You weren't supposed to pick up." A British accent says on the other side of the line.

Alfred hearing him felt like he felt the first time Arthur talked to him.

Don't do anything stupid Alfred. "I hear your voice... I... Are you okay?"

That was the first question Alfred ever said to Arthur.

His phone stayed silent, he doubled check to make sure that Arthur didn't hang up, on him. "I'm so sorry..." Arthur said. What was he sorry for?

"For what?"

"You're such a nice guy I shouldn't have even compared you to him!"

"To who?" Alfred ask. Was he asking too many questions?

"To him! That guy! I'm so sorry! God.. I'm sure you don't even like me!"

"But I do like you? You're my friend?"

"GAHHH! I HATE YOU! I'M SO SORRY!"

When Alfred heard him say that he felt hurt. But he was so confused about why he kept saying sorry. "Iggy?! Are you okay?"

The other line stays silent.

"I'm coming over," Alfred says hanging up worried for his friend.

Arthur was in his house panicking. He wanted to slam his head on a wall over and over again.

He went upstairs and downstairs repeating that process. He puts on a shirt cause he needed to seem at least a little bit like a normal person.

As he looks around he stumbles upon a wine Francis gifted him and without a second thought, he opened it up and started drinking. It started off slowly but as panic settled in he started drinking faster and faster. Halfway into the bottle, the door rang. He takes a large sip and goes to open the door.

"Alfred!" The brit says launching himself on the boy. He giggles and holds on. "Arthur are you okay," Alfred asks closing the door behind him. Arthur turns his head to the side "uh, yeah?" Arthur puts his chin on Alfred's chest bending his body a little so he can look shorter then he is, or shorter compared to Alfred.

Alfred smells the wine from Arthur's mouth. "No, you're not. You were drinking. Come on let's get you to bed."

"What? No! You just ca-ame let's have some fun! How boring would it be to just sleep? No thank you! Boring!" Arthur walks away from Alfred, arms extended out like a child pretending to be an airplane, his steps wide.

Alfred grabs hold of one of Arthur's arms and pulls the brit toward him. "Arthur no. You're not in your right mind please." Alfred's voice had a tint of worry, he really hoped Arthur was drunk when he said he hated him.

Arthur pulls his arm away and he looks at him with an angry face. "You're just like him!"

"Who?! Tell me who damn it!" Alfred yells.

"JESSE! YOU'RE JUST LIKE HIM!" Arthur yells back at Alfred.

Alfred immediately stops. "Arthur.. I'm so sorry. Tell me what you want to do. I'll do anything." That's who he was talking about. Alfred, you're such an idiot from not realizing it sooner!

Arthur looks at him. "I was an idiot for thinking fate doesn't exist." He thinks to himself.

"Then fucking kiss me you piece of shit."

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Do you really think I'm gonna be back with another update in a long ass time and not hit you with a cliffhanger?

Haha.

Well, you thought wrong.

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