KNOCK.
The sound echoed throughout the house of (insert address here), unheard by it's resident.
KNOCK KNOCK.
This time, a young girl heard the sound.
(Y/n) ignored the knocking at her door, hoping that the person would leave her to play (fav video game) in peace.
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!
Apparently, she had no such luck. Sighing and pausing the game, the girl got up, muttering about how she was so close to winning. When she got to the door, the person knocked a fourth time, so hard that it startled her.
(Y/n) opened the door, revealing her best friend, Alfred F. Jones, clutching his hand and muttering curses. She smiled, forgetting how Al had interrupted her gaming time, and laughing internally at how he could get a carried away with his knocking.
"Hi Al!" the girl said happily. Alfred released his hand and looked up at her.
"Hey dudette!" the boy answered, returning her sweet smile with his usual goofy grin.
"What brings you here? I mean it's great to see you and all, but why did you come here at 9AM?" (y/n) asked, inviting America into her home and closing the door behind him. He swept past her and plopped himself onto her brown living room couch.
"Well, I had a suggestion! Wanna go to the new roller coaster park with me?" Alfred asked, opening a bag of chips he had brought along.
"Are you kidding? Hell yeah!" said (y/n), fist pumping the air. His grin grew even wider.
"Awesome dude," said Alfred with a mouthful of chips.
"Well, I'd better get dressed, you can stay here," (y/n) informed, leaving the living room and walking upstairs to her bedroom.
***Timeskip brought to you by McD's burgers***
"Kay, I'm ready! When do we leave?" (y/n) asked, joining Alfred, who was still eating chips, in the living room. He gave her a smile and she sat next to him.
"I was thinking we could play video games 'till noon, and then we go!" said Alfred, offering (y/n) some chips which she accepted eagerly.
"That sounds good, but won't it be nighttime by the time we get back?" questioned (y/n), taking another handful, of chips.
"Yeah, well I was wondering if..." he started, but the rest of the sentence was mumbled so quietly that (y/n) could not hear it.
"What was that?" she asked. Alfred sighed and restarted.
"I was wondering ifwecouldhaveasleepovereventhoughyoureagirl?" he asked quickly, pink dusting his cheeks. She smirked.
"Why not? We are best friends after all!" said (y/n), making America return to his usual confident and goofy self.
"Thanks dude! You rock!" he said, pulling her into one of his crushing bear hugs. She blushed.
"No...prob..can't...breathe..." (y/n) gasped and Alfred released her from his iron grip.
"Sorry dude," he said, grinning once again, the pink trace still visible on his cheeks.
***Another Timeskip!***
"Yay! I win again!" cheered (y/n), fist pumping the air. Alfred groaned. They had been playing Mario Kart for the past few hours and he had only won a few times. (Y/n) was demolishing him at this.
"Next time, I will win!" he said determinedly. (Y/n) gave him a playful smirk.
"That's what you said last time, and the time before that," she teased, earning a sulk in return. Alfred looked at his watch.
"Hey dude, we'd better get going, if we wanna get able to get in!" said Alfred, grinning broadly again.
"Okay, let's go!"
***OMG guys, so many timeskips!***
Once the two homies had gotten through the line at the entrance, they decided to buy Skipaline Passes, a bracelet with a barcode that costed extra, but would allow them to take a shorter route to the roller coasters. This was a good idea, as (y/n) and America were both coaster lovers and the lines without the passes were very long.
"Let's do that one!" exclaimed Alfred as a gigantic roller coaster with a 90 degree drop appeared into view. (Y/n) smirked.
"Race you there!" she said, breaking into a run.
"Hey, no fair!" complained Alfred, smiling and running as well. (Y/n) had the early start, but Alfred had longer legs, so he caught up with her. However, (y/n) was smaller and could dodge easier, so naturally, she won.
The pair went into a lane especially for the Skipaline buyers, and since there was nobody there, they ran right to the front, ignoring envious groans from the people in the regular line.
"This is gonna be so awesome!" squealed (y/n) excitedly, getting into the front seat. Alfred grinned and took a seat to her right, leaving two more on her left.
"I know right, dude this looks epic!" said Alfred, giving (y/n) a high-five. Two people sat on (y/n)'s right and she had a spark of recognition.
"Hey, Iggy!" she smirked, tapping the person next to her on the shoulder.
"Hello, love," said the Englishman, frowning at the nickname she had used.
"Dude, I thought you didn't like roller coasters," exclaimed the American, feeling like punching England in the face for calling (y/n) 'love'.
"I do not, but France said he would pay me twenty bucks if I did it, so here I am," replied Arthur, as the person he had just mentioned sat on his right.
"Guys, are you sure you'll be alright sitting next to each other?" asked (y/n) still smirking, knowing well how much the two countries fought.
"Oui, ma chérie," said France, winking. Alfred, on the other hand, balled his hands into fists to keep himself from losing his temper. The announcer said that the ride was to start soon, so everyone strapped themselves in.
"Here we go!" said America. (Y/n) put her hands up whilst England and France gulped. America put his hands behind his head and relaxed back into his seat. The climb for the first drop began.
Suddenly, the car had reached the top of the first climb, and with many screams, including everyone in the first row but (y/n), the car fell forward, down, in a 90 degree drop. (Y/n) was laughing, Alfred was both screaming and whooping, while England clinged onto (y/n)'s right arm, yelping and France sunk into his seat, screaming silently.
"See, that wasn't so bad," said (y/n) once the ride was finished, trying to pry a terrified England off her arm. The British man said nothing, eyes wide with fear, refusing to let go.
"Britain, dude, you're gonna have to let go of (nickname), unless you want to go again," said America, frowning in envy. Fortunately for him, England did not want to ride the roller coaster again, and let go of (y/n)'s now numb right arm. Saying a few apologies, the four left the car, and split up into groups of (y/n) and Alfred, Francis and Arthur (who just gained twenty dollars).
'Thank god,' thought America, as he and (y/n) walked to the next ride they wanted to try. 'I want her all to myself if I'm going to try and confess.'
***Timeskip of Skipaline Passes***
For the rest of the day, (y/n) and Alfred went on all the roller coasters and even re-rode some. As the hours ticked by, Alfred grew more and more nervous, knowing that he had to find some romantic way of confessing his love for (y/n).
'You only get one shot,' he kept telling himself sternly. 'Mess up, and that's it.'
The sky started to turn darker around nine o'clock, and the two best friends started to grow increasingly tired of running around everywhere. They decided to eat a some pizza and sit down for a bit before continuing. (Y/n) managed to convince Al and his big appetite to not eat more than half a pizza, both for his weight and the fact that it wasn't a good idea to eat too much when you're riding roller coasters.
(Y/n) and Alfred had started walking again when the boy stopped in his tracks.
"Hey (y/n)?" he asked the girl, that had stopped next to him.
"Yes, Al?" she said, looking at him with concern as he stared in the distance. Following his gaze, she saw a beautiful Ferris wheel.
"Wanna ride that? For fun?" questioned Alfred, in awe at how amazing the wheel looked.
"Sure, why not?" (y/n) smiled and they changed their direction toward the Ferris wheel.
Once again, they didn't have to wait in line, Skipaline advantage, and got on the ride as soon as they arrived. Lucky for Alfred, they got a section to themselves, and then the ride started. It was a giant wheel, though not quite as big as the one in England (London Eye). Alfred fiddled nervously with the hem of his t-shirt, thinking of what to say. (Y/n), knowing her best friend well, noticed his nervousness and asked him if everything was alright.
"I'm ok," said Alfred, voice tone betraying his words. (Y/n decided to drop it, knowing that he didn't want to talk about it.
'Say something you idiot!' Alfred's mind was yelling. 'It's now or never!'
"(Y)-(Y/n)?" stuttered Al.
"Hmm?" replied (y/n) staring out onto the lake nearby.
"It's really pretty out here don't you think?" he said, desperate for a subject.
"Yeah, it is," (y/n) said, smiling serenely at the scene.
'Do something, at least!' America's mind was screaming. He sighed nervously. 'Now or never!'
The words echoed in his head. Now or never. He had a perfect place to confess to (y/n), so what was holding him back?
'Nothing,' he told himself. 'Nothing is holding me back.'
He took (y/n)'s hand, ignoring when she looked at him questioningly. Steeling his nerves, thinking that France would do something like this he cupped her face in his hands, as if it were far more precious than the finest diamond.
Then he pressed his lips to hers.
(Y/n)'s eyes were wide with shock, her body stiff. Her best friend/crush was kissing her! After processing the thought, she relaxed into the kiss and wrapped her arms around his neck, as he put his on her waist. Eventually, oxygen got the better of the two and they broke apart, both breathing heavily.
"I love you, (y/n)," said Al, smiling lovingly at (y/n).
"I love you too, America," she said, pulling him into another kiss.
***Last timeskip for this story!***
The sleepover went well, and Al didn't have to sleep on the couch or even in the guest bedroom. He and (y/n) shared the same bed, and could be found in each other's arms, both smiling in their sleep.
~The rest is up to you~