You Belong With Me, CH 1
Warnings: Yaoi, fluff, slight angst, hurt/comfort, all the drama that comes with this stuff, yada yada yada, USUK, High School AU, Songfic.
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Hetalia belongs to Himaruya Hidekaz!
Chapter 1
-Arthur's House-
"Come on, It was a joke, babe! You can't be mad about that!", Alfred F. Jones, star quarter back of the local high school, whined into his cell phone after school. His girlfriend, Allison, who also happened to be head cheerleader, had called him abruptly during his study session with his best friend, Arthur Kirkland.
Arthur was not at all happy with the interruption. It was bad enough that she had ruined his efforts to get Alfred to understand Shakespeare, but he didn't want to be constantly reminded that she was dating him. Jealousy welled up in the British student's chest as he thought about that. He had always liked his best friend, but being the star QB for the high school, Alfred's 'friends' had convinced him that he needed to date the head cheerleader.
Even if she was, at least in Arthur's mind, the biggest bitch in the school.
Normally, he wouldn't stereotype people in the school based on what interests they had, be it athletics or academics, but somehow this one girl was the embodiment of all the traits found in a typical bad girl cheerleader. Bleached blonde hair, curves in abundance, short skirts, high heels, bitchy, conceited, and probably the most daft member of the student body Arthur had ever met.
He himself was the student council president, so he knew about all of the students that he monitored, and all of the past transgressions that they were written up for. He only knew, of course, because he was the one who had to do all of the paperwork while Principal Rome took siestas all day. Not that he minded, but it was a lot of work to be added to his already busy homework schedule.
"Fine, okay...yeah, later...", Alfred said before hanging up the phone and flopping down onto Arthur's bed, sending the Brit into the air in the process.
"Oi! Watch what you're doing, git!", he scolded the other lightly, then he took a look at Alfred's tired form and smiled, "I'll let it slide for now, but only because you finally hung up on that demonic temptress you call a girlfriend."
Alfred looked up and laughed loudly, "Dude, you have no idea how true that is!"
On the contrary, Arthur knew quite well. He could still remember the first time Allison had been sent to his office by Prof. Germania.
It was not a pleasant afternoon.
It was his first week as President, and Allison had been caught texting, rather flambouyantly, throughout class until Germania finally decided to take disciplinary action. Other than bawling her eyes out about how wrong the Professor was, and claiming her innocence, she eventually tried to seduce Arthur out of her punishment.
Unfortunately for her, Arthur already knew he was gay by then.
He had written her up, called her parents -who also claimed her innocence-, and given her a day's detention by the time the final bell had sounded.
Truthfully, he had felt pretty proud of himself that day. He was also very annoyed with this girl, especially since he found out that the people the head cheerleader had been texting were her two boyfriends that she promptly dumped the next day.
Now that was just horrible, but imagine how he had felt when, one year later, he found out that his best friend and crush was now dating that same bitch.
Arthur had been crushed.
He even went as far as locking himself up in his room for a whole week, claiming to be ill. That's how much he didn't want to face the sad new reality, but he eventually had to return, lest he lose his position as President.
It had already been two months since then, and the Brit still felt sick when he thought about that day.
Pushing his thoughts aside, he noticed that Alfred was texting instead of studying. Unamused, he rolled up his papers and whacked the American with them. "Stop bloody texting!", he yelled in irritation, "You'll never pass the literature exam by gawking at your phone for hours on end!"
Al just laughed and slid the mobile in his back pocket as Arthur ranted. The blue-eyed blonde was already used to all manner of insults and lectures that his best friend enjoyed yelling at him. Most others asked how he could put up with it, but he always told them that he was just used to it. Besides, though he would never say it to Arthur's face, he really thought it was cute when the Brit was angry.
"Are you even listening to me?", Arthur questioned with a scowl, "Cause if you aren't, I don't know why I am even wasting my breath trying to teach you at all."
Alfred shrugged and gave his usual blinding grin, playing innocent. "Define listening.", he teased, sitting up on the bed and opening his book, "Cause I'm not exactly sure if that's what I was doing, considering how long and boring your lessons are."
Arthur huffed and crossed his arms. Really, this guy, why was he so bloody irritating? The student council president just couldn't understand what it was about this idiot that made him so attractive. Sure he had his looks, but that's what everyone goes for. It certainly wasn't his non-existent English skills. Even if the git was good at sciences and maths, it wasn't his brains that attracted Arthur to him either. Perhaps it was the fact that, despite what the Brit may say about him, Alfred was a really understanding and supportive friend.
Even back when they hardly knew each other, the jock had always been rather kind to Arthur. Even as he was constantly yelled at, lectured, and criticized by the shorter boy, Alfred would just smile and laugh it off, and Arthur just couldn't understand why.
"Artie, dude, can we continue this study session another time?", Alfred asked with a slightly exasperated look, "Allison wont quit calling me and begging for me to come to see this new movie with her and her friends."
Arthur cursed in his mind and turned his back to the American, "If you must, but you had better be ready to study all night tomorrow."
With a wide smile, Al hoped off the bed and grabbed his books. "Kay, dude!", he said cheerfully, "I'll bring over a movie and we can watch it when I get too bored!"
Mumbling silently, Arthur shooed the taller boy away, a small smile forming on his lips, "Fine, but no scary movies. You always end up clinging to me until I can't breathe."
"Aww, but I like the scary ones!", Alfred whined before turning to run out the door, "Besides, you like it when I'm clinging to you like that!"
Then he ran, laugh echoing through the house, knowing that in a few seconds Arthur would be shouting assorted curses at him, face red. And sure enough, a very flustered Brit chased Alfred out of the house shouting, "YOU BLOODY PRAT, I WILL KILL YOU IN YOUR SLEEP BEFORE YOU EVEN GET THROUGH THE FIRST MOVIE!"
Well, I'm back! Here is a special little multi-chapter songfic I have been working on for a few months!
I can't say when I will post more of this, so please be patient. I hardly ever do multiple chapter stories anymore, and I am kinda nervous about how this will all go.
Hope you like it!
~~Brianna