Warning: There is lovey, cheesy, what the heck, this is confusing, oh dang, moments.
I hope you enjoy.
Of course, I don't own Hetalia.
P.s Spelling corrections does not exist in this story, so please don't ask. That is all.

Shut up and Dance - Victorious

The music was blaring up in the club.
America and England were dancing on opposite sides of the room, not knowing the other was there.
America glanced over to see the stage was opened.
"Hero time!" and he danced over.
England looked over, to see the stage was clear.
"Time for this pirate to shine." he smirked, clearly drunk.

They both danced over not expecting the other.

Jar of Hearts - Christina perri

"Don't touch me, you Frog!"
"Arthur, she,"
"Get out!" Arthur shouted. The Frenchman left.
Arthur shedding tears after him.

2 years later . . .

"I miss the feeling of being loved."
Arthur Kirkland, sat alone on a bench, on a cold winter's day.
"What's life anymore?" he asked no one.
He closed his eyes, remembering that day he caught Francis with a another girl.
"Excuse me, sir, is this seat taken."
I looked up.
A man of twenty, with sky blue eyes asked.
"No."
He sat down next to me.
"Name's Alfred F. Jones," he smiled.
"Arthur Kirkland." I felt my heart skipped.
Maybe life isn't so bad.

I kissed a girl - Katy perry

Arthur was at the bar, drunk after a hard day at work.
A man next to him was laughing and shouting that he was the hero.
"Alfred ," he introduced himself.
"Arthur Kirkland," they clinked glasses.
Then he lean in and kissed Arthur.
He leaned back," Sorry, must be the alcohol oops." Arthur stared at him.
Now, Arthur was straight, but when he licked his lips and tasted that cherry chap stick.

Home

"Goodbye Alfred, good luck!"
"I will, thanks Artie!"
"It's Arthur you git! Arthur smiled.

3 months later . . .

Arthur was drinking tea when there was a knock on his door.
"Coming!" he opened the door, "Iggy," a man hugged him.
"Alfred, what about college!"
"I need you Iggy and this is my home."
Arthur smiled and led the boy inside.
"You'll never be alone." he whispered.

Feelin good - Micheal buble

"Iggy, you know the plan,"
"It's Arthur twit, but yes."
"Good, were making money tonight."
Alfred let down his watch an walked into the casino.
Tonight the "Nations" would take what's theirs.
Alfred glanced around to see his partners in action.
He went to the bar and order a shot.
He searched through the crowd and saw Arthur, at the gambling table, decking out cards.
He left a huge tip. "Sir, that's too much."
"I feel good tonight." he winked and headed over to "England".

Skyfall- Adele

"Arthur be careful," Alfred said.
"Don't worry love, I'm the agency's number one top spy."
Alfred grabbed him into a kiss, a sweet long one at that.
Arthur remembered the touch, as he drove fast down the street, dodging bullets.
He turned a hard right and somersaulted right into the shop's door.
While they chase the auto car, he ordered a cup of tea, and looked at his phone's messages.
"Be safe," Alfred.
"I will love," Arthur sighed.
He looked at his watch. "3,2,1 . . ." BOOM! It was a rental.

Tic toc - Kesha

Arthur put his gloves on and entered the party place.
He danced to the rhythm of the Dj, his best friend Alfred.
"Hey dude! Get me a drink would ya!"
"Sure," I shouted back.
I came back with two beers and we drank it all.
It was morning, and Arthur found himself in his shorts, and a tie wrapped around his head.
"Oh god hangover." he felt his forehead.
"Dude, next week, my house." and Alfred fell over.

Follow me down

"Where am I?" the American asked himself.
"I'm late aru!"
"Wait China!"
He ran after the chinese man, who was dressed like a bunny.
He soon found himself alone in the woods.
"Hello!" "Go away!"
He turned around and saw both Italy's.
"Dude, do you guys know where I am?"
"Ve! You're in wonderland, Ow!"
"Shut it!"
I stared at them.
"Come, will take you to the hatter,"
"Who?"
"The british bastard, that's who."
"Iggy!"

My name is love - Amy diamond

"Alfred this is utterly ridiculous,"
"Oh come one, for me,"
"Don't give me that look."
Alfred pouted.
"Fine, give me that," and Arthur grabbed the outfit.

Five minutes later . . .

"Dude hurry up!"
"Oh, bloody hell, just wait a minute."
Soon the Brit came out in a cupid outfit with a light blush.
"Iggy, I think I'm hurt."
"Why?"
Alfred placed Arthur's hand on his chest.
"Because you just shot an arrow, right through my heart."

Firework - Katy Perry

"Bartender another shot!" the man called.
"What's got you done chap?"
"Ugh, romance thing, you wouldn't understand."
"Okay, here."
"Thanks." The man shot it down and thought of his "problem".
'How can I tell him? Would he accept me?"
He turned around, to see the Brit talking to others, probably a little drunk.
"Fuck this!" he got up and strolled over.
"Alfred wha," but the Brit never finished because a pair of lips were on his.
"England I love you,"
And the Brit jumped on him, his lips crashing into his.

Listen to your heart

"Alfred," he thought.
The boy he raised, the boy he fought for, the boy who was now a grown nation.
"Why?" he asked himself as he watched the American talk.
Soon he'll be leaving on a business trip and wouldn't be back, until a week later.
"Tell him, tell him before he tears you apart." the Brit told himself.
"England!"
"Yes America?"
"Do you have something to say to me,"
"What gave you that idea!"
Most of the room cleared out except for a video taping Japnese man.