Warm, hot tears fell from your puffy read eyes. Splat, splat, splat! They landed on the glass of a picture depicting a young woman and a man. Inside the picture the man had his arms wrapped around the woman's slender body. He was planting a kiss on her right cheek, while the she was laughing. The two figures were so happy and looking at them now was just so painful.
The man and woman were you and your boyfriend Allister, a fiery Scottish man with even fierier hair. The two of you had been dating since your sophomore year in high school when you had joined his little brother's band. Allister was a junior then, and even though he went off to collage before you, your relationship had always gone smoothly until now.
He had accused you of cheating on him with his younger brother Arthur. You didn't even know how the fight had turned into this massive blowup. In fact the day of your quarrel was today, your birthday. You clutched your swollen cheek as you remembered. The day had started out right but...
~ Flashback ~
You woke up excited, remembering what today was. You were about to squeal out due to your giddiness, but hearing the low grunt below was enough to bring you back to reality. Sleeping beneath you, arms curled around your torso was your Scottish-hunk-of-a-man. Smiling sweetly you brushed the red locks off of his forehead and kissed him on his brow. Suddenly, two strong arms pulled you back down to the bed, and pulled the covers over both of your heads. You giggled as your boyfriend placed butterfly kisses down your neck.
"Happy Birthday lassie," Allister said while placing a tender kiss on your lips.
"Good morning to you too handsome!"
"Now, what do ya want for breakfast?" He said while hugging you.
"Hmm, that's a hard question... How about we go out?" You asked brightly.
"Why? I wanted ta cook for ya," He said while smirking.
"Oh please, we know your cooking skills are about as good as your brother's..."
"Don't even mention him..." Allister growled darkly.
"I want ya all ta myself today, if that's alright with ya." He blushed.
You giggled. "All right Mr.Grumpy, but only if we go out for breakfast. I'm feeling like pancakes."
Allister just chuckled, "Whatever you say lass."
Later that day Allister had gone out to take care of some "business," which probably meant he was getting a last minute birthday present for you. You didn't care whether or not he got you a present, but he had insisted and set off. Currently you were sitting on the couch watching TV when the doorbell rang. When you opened the door you saw Allister's brother Arthur, who was also your old band mate.
"Happy Birthday love," The Englishman said, pulling out a bouquet of roses.
"Oh Artie, thank you! Come in," You said while gesturing inside.
"I'm just going to put these in a vase and..."
You noticed him just standing in the doorway.
"Arthur what's wrong?"
"I really shouldn't come in love, you know how he gets about these things."
"Oh nonsense Artie! You're always welcome here." Finally convinced, the blonde sat down on the couch with you and pulled out his old guitar from your high school days.
"I have a second birthday present for you (f/n)." He said while smiling. You almost squealed out of pure delight, it had been so long since you heard Arthur play. As he began to play and sing you sat back against the couch and leaned your head on his shoulder. Once the song was done you clapped and thanked him by giving him a kiss on the cheek. That's when Allister walked in.
The rest was a blur to you, except for a lot of yelling and accusations. The two men even got in a fist fight. You had tried to explain the situation to your boyfriend but he wouldn't listen... Eventually Arthur managed to escape, and after he left you and Allister were yelling at each other.
"(y/n)! Why the hell was he here?!"
"Because he came to give me my birthday present Allister! He wasn't doing anything wrong!!" You screamed, tears threatening to spill down your face.
"You're lying! I saw you kiss him!! You're cheating on me with ma b****** of a brother!"
"No, listen to me! I wasn't cheating on you!! I was thanking him for my present!"
You were desperate now.
"Just shut up!" SLAP!
In that moment you felt like time had stopped. Allister had hit you...
"(y/n), I'm sorry lass, I didn't mean ta-" You cut him off, your voice was hollow.
"We're done. Every single time your brother comes over this happens, and I don't even know what to do with you anymore Allister!"
You were holding your cheek, a red welt was growing on it now.
"No, lass please-" His voice was hoarse.
"JUST GET OUT!" You screamed at the top of your lungs. Tears were rolling down your face. Allister looked at you with a look of hurt in his green eyes, but you had made up your mind. "Alright fine. We're through." He said icily.
He headed upstairs to pack his bags and in a few minutes he was out the door. The whole time you just stared at the floor, crying silently.
~ End Flashback ~
You were lying in your bed now. Your tears had dried up but you still felt miserable inside. As you crawled under the covers you felt something poking your head from underneath your pillow. Sticking your hand under you pulled out a small box. You gasped. No, it couldn't be could it? Quickly you opened the small velvet box, inside was a note and a silver band with a small delicate diamond attached to it.
Slowly you took out the note first, it said:
'My Dearest (y/n),
I'm writing you this note now because I have something important to ask you. But let me start from the beginning: I met you in high school when I was 17 and you were 16. You were in my brother's band, and frankly I was quite jealous of him. I heard you sing the first time in our garage during band practice and I swore you had the voice of an angel. I realized then I was in love with you. It was hard to ask you on a date for the first time because I knew that you weren't just some one night fling. I also had to act fast because I knew my bloody brother had feelings for you too. To this day I imagine he still has them, and that's why I feel so agitated when you two are alone. Anyways, let me go on. I was extremely happy when you agreed to go on a date with me, and through our last years of high school our relationship lasted. I knew that you would be worried that when I went off to collage I might cheat on you, so that's why I insisted on the phone calls every night. I know, I obsess like a teenage girl right? But I was so scared of loosing you that I would've done anything to make our relationship last. And finally, 3 years after graduating from university I feel like I'm ready to take the next step with you. But as for this question I'll ask you in person, because in a note I can't tell you what I want you to hear.'
'I love you,
After finishing the note you held back a sob. A million thoughts raced through your head, but one thought was stronger than all the others: I need to find him. You pulled on your sweatshirt and grabbed your keys. The first thing you would do was check the local pubs. The nearest pub was a couple blocks away from your house so you headed there first. And there he was, getting drunk of his arse. His bags were scattered all around him on the floor. The bar tender was trying to get him to stop drinking but was having no such luck.
"Excuse me," You asked the bar tender,
''How much did this man drink?"
"Is he yours?" The man asked with a scoff.
"Yes, he is, or he was, but it doesn't matter. I need to know how much he drank so I can pay for it."
"Well, I'm afraid he drank about $200's worth of alcohol"
"Yes, but I'll cut the price down for you to $100's since you came all the way here to pick him up. Also if he's going to drink that much over you, you must mean a lot to him."
The man winked at you.
"U-umm, yes t-thank you so much!" You said while blushing.
You paid the man and left, taking Allister with you. Dragging your red head to the car was extremely difficult. He was drunkenly singing about how he lost his "bonnie lass".
"As flattering as that is, we need to get you in the car and home." You said with a huff, finally getting him in the car. As soon as he hit the car's seats he fell asleep like a baby. When you got to your house you got him to the couch and laid him down. When you looked at his face you saw small tears rolling down his cheeks and in his sleep he began to mumble,
"I'm sorry (y/n)..."
You sighed and fell asleep, laying your head on his lap. As you were falling asleep you felt him wrap his arms around you tightly.
The next morning you awoke to find your self in your ex's arms. A little while after you woke he did too.
"Aww, ma head..." He said, then he noticed you sitting across from him.
"L-lass!" He sounded surprised.
"Hello Allister..." You said, your face in a grim smile.
"I'll be out of ya house in a minute, just give me some time to wash up," He said tiredly.
"No, we need to talk."
"Really, I thought that after you threw me out last night you'd want me gone, but now you want to talk?" He scoffed bitterly.
You were getting angry now.
"Listen to me! I want to talk to you about everything that happened!"
"I, I got the note you gave me, and the present..." Your voice softened.
"All right, just give me a minute to wash up."
After Allister took some medicine and freshened up the two of you sat down on your bed to talk.
"So, ya said ya got the note."
"Yes, and I read it too."
"I bet ya think I'm really stupid now don't ya?"
"N-no! Not at all, the note just made me realize a few things." You said quickly.
"I'm sorry for how I acted last night."
"No lass, I'm the one who should be apologizing... I should have never hit you, I'm so, so, sorry..." Allister was near tears now.
"It's ok Allister, we all make mistakes. Yours was a little extreme but I forgive you," You said. "I'm just a bit curious about the note though, why couldn't you just tell me all these things?" You asked. After a few seconds Allister just sighed.
"How could I? You would probably think I was being selfish and overreacting. And you would say I was acting girlish." He mumbled out the last part. You just giggled.
"It's not funny lass!"
"I'm sorry!" You said between giggles.
"It just so outrageous! I don't know why you would think all these things. Sure I think you're overreacting, but selfish and girly? Not at all! I'm just happy to hear that from you because that means you care about me!"
"It's because I love ya."
"What?" You asked, confusedly.
"You asked me why I would think all these thoughts and it's because I love ya. You just make me so damn crazy! I get jealous over you spending time with ma little brother! On top of that I thought he might steal ya away!" Allister said with a blush on his face.
"Oh geez!" You said, "You're making me blush now!"
You wrapped your arms around him and gave him a quick kiss.
"By the way, what was that question you were going to ask me?"
"Q-question?" He asked clearly surprised.
"I'm sure ya know what I wanted to ask you by now, but I'm not sure if ya want ta anymore..."
"W-what?! Oh all right..." He said, "Give me the box lass."
You handed him the small velvet cube.
"(y/n) (l/n), will you do me the pleasure of becoming ma wife?"
"Well~" You began.
"(y/n)! Don't make me ask if you're just going ta shoot me down!" Allister sputtered out.
"I'm kidding, I'm kidding!" You giggled out, "Of course I will you silly brute!"
Allister gave you a glare.
"You almost gave me a heart attack! And anyways, are you sure?"
He said, still in disbelief.
"How many times do I have to say it? Of course I will!"
"B-but ya know you'll have ta deal with me for the rest of ya life!"
"And why wouldn't I? I said 'yes' right? Besides I'll do anything to stop your worries, even if that means committing to you."
A grin began to spread across the Scottish man's face, "I love you!"
~ Extended Ending ~
The two of you were infront of Arthur's house.
"Are ya sure this is how I can make it up ta ya lass?" Your Scottish fiancé asked.
"Of course babe! This will be our pre-marriage-makeup activity together!" You said with a grin. Allister only chuckled. Both of you pulled out an egg from one of the dozens of cartons you had bought. First you chucked the egg at the British man's home, then Allister. After a few minutes of chucking eggs at his house Arthur popped his head out of the bedroom window.
"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS GOING ON?!" He looked down at the two of you.
"(y/n)? Allister?" It took a few seconds for the blonde's brain to catch up to what was going on.
"ARE YOU THROWING EGGS AT MY HOUSE?!"
"What does it look like little brother?" Allister shouted out while laughing.
"YOU GITS! YOU BETTER COME CLEAN UP MY HOUSE!"
Arthur yelled, running down the stairs and into his back yard. That was your cue to get the hell outta there, so you and Allister started running, laughing all the way. The blonde man began to chase after the two of you while he yelled out curses that would put Lovino to shame!
"This is the best day ever!" The red head laughed out.
"Anything to make you happy dear!" You said while planting a kiss on his cheek.
You were both content and happy and ready to take the next step together.