I decided to take a few days off school for two reasons:
1. I was soooo sick and way too lazy to move from my bed in this state.
2. I've felt a little... awkward at school. Definitely near Francis, he was probably gonna ruin mine and Arthur's lives by making up rumours or somethin!

     Ever since then, I haven't been replying to Arthur. Not because I'm bad at him, but because, that way, Francis can't make up rumours about us, because he hasn't seen us together for ages, or even talking.
     I know it'll probably be making Arthur lonely and worried but I'm pretty sure he'll be fine with it! He'll totally understand when I tell him about it all!!

     I finally decided to drag myself out of bed. Only because I had to use the bathroom.
     As I stood up, I heard a lot of yelling outside my window. No doubt about it -- it was Arthur. Whoever he was yelling at wasn't yelling back, but I definitely heard his side of things.
     "WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?!"
     "WHY ON EARTH WOULD YOU EVEN WANT TO DO THAT?!"
     Etc, etc. So, I decided it'd be heroic of me to finish what I had to do in the bathroom and try to go down and help him! There had to be some reason he was outside my house and it wouldn't surprise me if it's because he worried himself.

     After leaving my front door, I was greeted by Arthur and Francis, Arthur punching him over and over in the chest. I could see it wasn't harming Francis at all, because of how weak Arthur is kinda, so I didn't focus on that.
     "Whaddya doin', Artie?" I asked as I walked over to him, gently grabbing his wrists and pulling them away from him.
     "A-Alfred..? Well, I came here to see if you're okay, but he decided he would beat me to it. He won't tell me why he wants to come here, nor why he won't let me in, but he's up to something!" The response I got shocked me. Why the heck would Francis wanna check up on me?!
     "Well, you see, I don't care much for Alfred at all. I just wanted to see you get all sexually frustrated because you can't see your precious little boyfriend!" Francis exclaimed as he squeezed Arthur's cheeks.
     Arthur soon batted away Francis' hands, as I nodded to Francis as a polite ask to leave. He agreed, then told me to text him later, so I agreed.

     We walked into the house together, him dropping his bags on my bedroom floor before we both flopped onto my totally awesome double bed.