A/N hey y'all I decided to do a AmericaxReader. Because everybody loves a good reader-insert. READ THIS! Ok, ok. To get things straight _(you name) and this - (your gamer name). my gamer name is PreTtY_NinJA. But that's on play station. This was inspired by my brother(Tim) who was playing CoD zombies and talking to some chick. can I also warn you, that me being the author will have A LOT of bad-language. Also this story might be boring BUT let me get into the plot and stuff, I promise fluff, pinky promise.

You sighed and sat on your couch, sighing you turned to the TV. Flicking through the channels, boring, boring, boring, boring. You let out another sigh and picked up the controller for your xbox. Not caring at all what game was in you turned it on and put the headset on.

Gaming was the one thing that took away the days stress. As the gaming console started you found out your brother had been playing, Call of Duty: Black Ops.

"really Tim?"(A/Nbecause I'm so bloody original with names) you shouted to no one hoping your brother would hear it from his room. Black ops? You laughed, probably looking like a maniac to anyone within a 5 feet radius of the room. "man up, bro"

Too lazy to change the game you played anyway. Being lazy you went straight to zombies so you didn't have to go through all the shit that's online.

Searching….

Searching….

…match.

The_Hero205

Other-Guy

- (that's you by the way)

You mentally fist-pumped when you noticed at least one of them has a head-set like you. "-, you gonna ready up?" only 3/4 people, it's better to wait for another person.

"no, I'm waiting for a fourth person to join" fiddling with the head-phones.

"no need for a fourth person when you've got a hero" you got hear the smile when he talked.

"noob" you said with a dead-pan voice. "c'mon, just ready up" he said slight tone of whine in his voice. "noob" you repeated "do it!" he whined. "no" you said with a smug smile. "why?" this was a full on whine. "you're a noob" you said laughing to yourself. He didn't respond, you felt kind of guilty. "hero?" you said… no response. "fine! I'll ready up" you said before pressing the button. The circle next to your name lighted green, still no response.

The loading screen came up and you got ready. The game started up and you ran off to a window. You heard a rustling coming from the head-phones. "oh shit, you actually did it, could've told me I went to get food" you heard. "I didn't know you left" you saw a man appear next to you on the screen. "HEY! This is my window!" you yelled at him. "I'm helping you" he said happily. "there are two other windows I don't need your help" you said shooting at him. He laughed "stop wasting your bullets". you kept shooting at him "make me". He laughed some more before shooting back at you "seriously, the other guys probably dead". You laughed and noticed the other guy had left the game"bastard left". "so he did, well at least you have a hero to protect you from the Nazi zombies" he said running off. "hero? Really?" you said noticing the place had become over-run with zombies.

"quick, open all the doors" he said running around frantically. "open? Are you stupid that's just going to make more zombies" you said shooting some bitches. "you know how to say owned in Russian, OWNED!" a Russian accent came from the TV. "do it, trust me" he said opening more doors. "fine" you opened the closest door and ran to find the hero. "good, now I saved you from the dogs" he said smile obvious in his voice. "dogs? What about the zombies?" you said running after him. "go to the stage" he said running away.

You got up to round 12 before you died completely and you watched as he ran away from a group of zombies. "sure, leave it up to me to kill em all" an American accent coming the TV said. "dead" you said laughing. Your laughed suddenly stopped when you realized you were alive and it was round 13. "…how did you?" you asked shocked. "didn't I tell you I was a hero" he said.

You ended up playing Nazi zombies with him all day, he was actually really good, the opposite of a noob. "do you just sit and play all day" you asked. "only when I have someone with a cute voice to talk to" he said, thank god he couldn't see your blush. "if this is how you find a girlfriend, I feel for you" you said. "I don't find that many girls that play that are as good as you" he said as you looked at the time. 11:00 P.M "is that really the time? Oh my god I've been playing all day" you said. "huh?". "we've been playing this game for 12 hours, eww I feel like an otaku". "otaku?" "never mind, I need to sleep" "k, night"

You rubbed your eyes it was 7:00 A.M and you got about 30 minutes sleep last night, and even then you had a dream about playing Call of Duty with the hero. Most of the night you tried to put a face to the voice, you didn't even know this guy's name or what he looked like, yet you spent all night thinking about him.

You picked up your phone and looked at the reminder. "Tim's birthday" shit, that's what you were meant to do yesterday, get your older brother a present. You got dressed in casual clothing and ran down stairs crashing into something. "ow, What the hell _?" you rubbed your head and looked at your other older brother, Josh. "sorry bro, I gotta go get something" he said scrambling out the door.

you sat in your room on your laptop as your brother had a huge party with a bunch of drunk teenagers. They kept scrambling past your door laughing and the music was loud enough to wake neighbors up 2 blocks down.

You picked up your phone hoping to call your friend, but your door burst open revealing a very drunk German. "oi, _ why aren't you enjoying the party, it's fucking awesome" he said stumbling in your room. "because Gilbert, I'm under-aged and so are you" you said turning to face him. "yes, but, beer's awesome" you sighed standing up. "stay here and wait for me to come back" you walked out the door and closing it.

You found your brother on the couch playing videos games with some blonde guy. "oh hey _" he said eyes glued to the screen. "ok 1: Gilbert is under-aged and drunk, 2: you are also drunk and 3: I smell burning" you said sternly, being ignored. "yeah, yeah, just take over for me will you" he chucked the controller at you, hitting you in the stomach but luckily you caught it. "bastard" you mumbled before walking over to the couch and sitting down next to the blonde guy. "what are we playing?" you said fiddling with the controller. This random guy looked at you with surprise before turning back to the screen before saying "same game as yesterday -".