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Rocketeer - Far East Movement Feat. Ryan Tedder
Here we go,
Come with me.
The young American looked at the britannian angel, still holding the wand he found on the ground.  A smile plastered on the elders face; Arm extended out in front of him.  awaiting for the younger boy to oblige and join him.  He promised the most beautiful scenery he'll ever see in his life, if he gave him back his wand.  Take him away from all his problems; for just a brief moment.  Awaiting the young boy to take ahold of his hand.  he blushed a bit as he stared at the slightly pink face.

Theres a world out there that we should see.
Alfred questioned the Angel before he quietly took the angels hand, not looking back at his home.  He smiled as the Angel proped him up on his back.  The Angel spread his wings out and flew up into the night sky.

The first flight was the most exilerating thing he felt in his whole life.  The cool, night air that hit his face gently gave him goosebumps up and down his small figure.  Alfred couldn't remember how long they flew but it felt like forever.

When he awoke the next morning he smiled gently.  Alfred remembered that when the Angel left, he gave him a star.  Before Alfred went to bed he found a jar to put it in.  He smiled at the glowing object and listened to the memory of the words the angel spoke last night.

"When you want to be with me, just wish upon the star in the night and I shall be with you..."
His voice rang in his head, gently soothing the younger boy out of his problems.  He smiled at the thought that he had actually touched the clouds up in that bright blue sky, him and only him.  He lightly blushed and for every night he wished upon the shining star, the Angel always appeared, like he promised...

Take my hand,
Close your eyes.
It has been many years ever since the angel began to take the once young boy out up into the sky.  There relationship grew stronger every passing day.  Alfred was no longer a child nor a teenager, but he still enjoyed the company of the Angel.  But as time passed, the American couldn't find enough time to spend with the Angel.  Arthur frowned, it has been a few weeks since he last spoke with his secret crush.  He blushed as he continued to watch him day in and day out.

"Alfred, have you forgotten?" The younger version peered upward on the older version of himself.  "Forgotten what?" The Adult questioned, cocking his head to the side.  "The angel, you know, Arthur!  he has shaggy blond hair and green eyes.  Back when you looked like me!!"  The child scolded the Adult as he continued to explain the appearance of the Brittanian Angel.  "No, I don't even know anyone with Angel wings coming out of their back..."  The child puffed out his cheeks in frustration.  "Remember the Star?  it's in a jar on your desk...Look at it and wish for the Angel to come back!"

Alfred awoke from the dream, remembering what his younger version of himself had said.  He quickly looked all around his room for the jar.  After a few minutes of throwing papers everywhich way he finally found the jar.  He looked at it but was saddened when nothing was in it.

The Angel had been watching him, watching Alfred tear all throughout the room just to find the jar.  He gave the jar a slight touch with his wand and watched Alfred's eyes widen as the star became transparent again.  "I wish my Angel would come forth and comfort me...I made a huge mistake of forgetting him, I'm sorry..." He clung to the jar, hoping for the Blond angel to appear.  Alfred felt a pair of arms wrap around his torso  "I forgive you, Alfred."

With you right here,
I'm a Rocketeer.
That familiar voice whispered in the younger blonds ear.  Alfred turned around to where he faced the Angel; Green eyes meeting blue.  Alfred smiled, tears forming in his eyes along with the brits.  The American smiled and hugged the Angel tightly.  He brought his face back to Arthurs and lightly kissed the Angel.  Blushing wildly they kissed passionatly for god knows how long.  As they broke the kiss, gasping quickly, Alfred smiled "I want to fly with you again..."  The Briton smiled back, his wings expanded out in front of the American.

Lets Fly~

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Rocketeer - Far East Movement Feat. Ryan Tedder
Here we go,
Come with me.
The young American looked at the britannian angel, still holding the wand he found on the ground.  A smile plastered on the elders face; Arm extended out in front of him.  awaiting for the younger boy to oblige and join him.  He promised the most beautiful scenery he'll ever see in his life, if he gave him back his wand.  Take him away from all his problems; for just a brief moment.  Awaiting the young boy to take ahold of his hand.  he blushed a bit as he stared at the slightly pink face.

Theres a world out there that we should see.
Alfred questioned the Angel before he quietly took the angels hand, not looking back at his home.  He smiled as the Angel proped him up on his back.  The Angel spread his wings out and flew up into the night sky.

The first flight was the most exilerating thing he felt in his whole life.  The cool, night air that hit his face gently gave him goosebumps up and down his small figure.  Alfred couldn't remember how long they flew but it felt like forever.

When he awoke the next morning he smiled gently.  Alfred remembered that when the Angel left, he gave him a star.  Before Alfred went to bed he found a jar to put it in.  He smiled at the glowing object and listened to the memory of the words the angel spoke last night.

"When you want to be with me, just wish upon the star in the night and I shall be with you..."
His voice rang in his head, gently soothing the younger boy out of his problems.  He smiled at the thought that he had actually touched the clouds up in that bright blue sky, him and only him.  He lightly blushed and for every night he wished upon the shining star, the Angel always appeared, like he promised...

Take my hand,
Close your eyes.
It has been many years ever since the angel began to take the once young boy out up into the sky.  There relationship grew stronger every passing day.  Alfred was no longer a child nor a teenager, but he still enjoyed the company of the Angel.  But as time passed, the American couldn't find enough time to spend with the Angel.  Arthur frowned, it has been a few weeks since he last spoke with his secret crush.  He blushed as he continued to watch him day in and day out.

"Alfred, have you forgotten?" The younger version peered upward on the older version of himself.  "Forgotten what?" The Adult questioned, cocking his head to the side.  "The angel, you know, Arthur!  he has shaggy blond hair and green eyes.  Back when you looked like me!!"  The child scolded the Adult as he continued to explain the appearance of the Brittanian Angel.  "No, I don't even know anyone with Angel wings coming out of their back..."  The child puffed out his cheeks in frustration.  "Remember the Star?  it's in a jar on your desk...Look at it and wish for the Angel to come back!"

Alfred awoke from the dream, remembering what his younger version of himself had said.  He quickly looked all around his room for the jar.  After a few minutes of throwing papers everywhich way he finally found the jar.  He looked at it but was saddened when nothing was in it.

The Angel had been watching him, watching Alfred tear all throughout the room just to find the jar.  He gave the jar a slight touch with his wand and watched Alfred's eyes widen as the star became transparent again.  "I wish my Angel would come forth and comfort me...I made a huge mistake of forgetting him, I'm sorry..." He clung to the jar, hoping for the Blond angel to appear.  Alfred felt a pair of arms wrap around his torso  "I forgive you, Alfred."

With you right here,
I'm a Rocketeer.
That familiar voice whispered in the younger blonds ear.  Alfred turned around to where he faced the Angel; Green eyes meeting blue.  Alfred smiled, tears forming in his eyes along with the brits.  The American smiled and hugged the Angel tightly.  He brought his face back to Arthurs and lightly kissed the Angel.  Blushing wildly they kissed passionatly for god knows how long.  As they broke the kiss, gasping quickly, Alfred smiled "I want to fly with you again..."  The Briton smiled back, his wings expanded out in front of the American.

Lets Fly~