This is basically a piece of school work that I felt proud of but its a bit... Weird/sad. If you don't like it then don't worry because it won't become a actual story! XD
Characters
Bash: killed queen in order to see sub (his boyfriend) but is now being chased across the globe and is trying to live a normal life.
Sub: a shy person when he is near people that he doesn't trust and confident with the people he does trust.
Ian: A bold and confident person who owed bash a few favours and helped bash kill the queen but is not a suspect.
Bash's P.O.V
My French dictionary nearly fell out of my hands as the train was stopping at Calais. 'I need to put my contact lenses in before anyone sees my face and recognises me' I thought. I use the dictionary to cover my face as I put the contact lenses in even though I have perfect eyesight... They're for changing the colour of my eyes I remembered. Once I was done with the contact lenses I started to walk out of the train and into the train station when someone behind me accidentally pushed me and my dictionary fell to the ground. I bent over to pick my book up and started ranting at him/her about where he should look where's he's going but when I stood up and looked at him, I should have looked at who I was talking to before I started shouting at him... It was him!
Sub's P.O.V
I accidentally bumped into the guy in front of me and he dropped his book. I apologised and he bent over and started muttering about how I should look where I'm going. He looked up and I couldn't believe my eyes... It was him! . It's bash.'He's alive, he's healthy,he's not with anyone else and most of all his still really hot... What the hell mind, I saw his for three seconds and that's what you say...' I shook the last thought out of my head and a smile played on my lips as I examined how he looks after three years. I engulf him in a bone-crushing hug. WAIT!. I forgot that he's still guilty for the death of the queen. That my be the reason why he's not hugging back. I quickly pull out of the hug and look him in the eyes, his gorgeous eyes. He starts to smirk and I realised its been a few minutes of me staring at his eyes. I was really embarrassed so I quickly said "sorry... Um... I think I should be going now". He gave a nod but I'm not sure if it was aimed at me so I started to walk away. Bash tapped me on the shoulder and I turned around only to have a letter shoved into my hands before he turned and walked away. I looked down at the letter and a single tear fell down my cheek and on to the letter. My head flew up at the sound of a gun being shot. I looked around to see who shot it but couldn't see anyone with a gun so I followed the crowd, in order to see who got shot... My heart dropped at the image in front of me. I saw bash with several holes in his chest and a lot of blood over the floor. I turned and ran. The only person that I actually loved was dead. I ran all the way to my apartment that I used to live in with... Bash!
*Ｏ(≧▽≦)Ｏ le time skip of two months*
Bash's P.O.V (betcha didn't see that one coming XD)
It's been a few months since I faked my death in the most busiest place in France apart from Paris. I'm just sad that sub had to see me like that... It was only fake blood and I had only taken a liquid that makes you look dead. Dammit! I should have done it another time bit Ian wouldn't let me because he couldn't do it another time. That reminds me, I should thanks him for helping me fake my death! But first... I have to find sub!,

There we go guys I hope you like this little story and please comment on what you thought of it XD