Chips or fries?

UsUk. GerIta. AU. Boarding school. Rated T for swearing and occasional sexual scene.

Arthur is the gay, unpopular nerd.

Alfred is the all American popular jock. Straight, of course. They both seem to hate each other-Until they both get locked in a sports cellar and things happen that really shouldn't. What ensues is a whole load of drama...

Chapter 1

Hello guys, this is my first fanfiction on this account! I had another account last year where I write a few successful stories... let's see if you can guess who I am :).

"WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?!"

Alfred slammed the basement door with all the strength he could muster. It stayed locked.

"Could you please stop acting like a buffoon?!" The slender, scruffy haired blonde boy finally spoke. He always tried hard to maintain his posh, upper class composure but Arthur couldn't bare it. Bloody Americans. Always making commotion.

The muscular, blue eyed blonde sharply turned around so he was face-to-face with the Englishman. As he met Arthur's steely green eyed stare he felt his face get hot.

"In case you haven't realised buddy, Coach has LOCKED US IN THE SPORTS CELLAR."

Arthur retorted with a thin lipped scowl.

"And you think by acting like a barbarian, that we'll get out of here? Why am I stuck with you Alfred, of all people?"

Alfred knocked down a crate as he slammed Arthur against the wall.

"Why are you SUCH A JERK?!" he cried out, gripping the English boy's slim shoulders. Arthur turned crimson red as he felt Alfred's muscular frame brush against his thin one, feeling his warm breath tickle his cheek, their lips so perilously close. Alfred's sapphire blue eyes showed desperation; confusion as he waited for an answer.

"You're an idiot is why." Arthur's smarm was still apparent as that was all he could choke out.

Alfred was the jock.

He was popular.

Why would he care so much about an average, unpopular nerd like Arthur, who was constantly teased about his sexuality? The thing is, Alfred was becoming obsessed with this boy. He couldn't explain what he was feeling. But he'd think about him all day with an almost passionate anger. He had hated the boy the moment he moved into Alfred's hometown...

But the English boy was constantly on Alfred's mind. His delicate features, his piercing eyes, and that accent. And as much as Alfred disliked Arthur, his heart pumped a little faster at the sight of the English boy.

But he wasn't gay.

No way.

Alfred's grip on Arthur only tightened.

"Why am I so interested in a faggot like you? On my mind, 24/7...' he whispered trembling. He couldn't help it as his hands moved slowly down Arthur's arms. The Englishman's heart fluttered as he felt the American's tanned smooth skin brush against his own.

Arthur replied, maintaining his snide tone.

"Don't you see, we're so similar, you buffoon-"

But he was cut off as the American boy embraced him in a full kiss, his muscular arms wrapped around his neck, as Arthur played with Alfred's messy blonde hair that both boys shared. Alfred's emotions took over as he deepened the kiss, pressing Arthur further against the wall with just enough pressure to make his heart go wild. Arthur gasped for breath as Alfred continued to wrestle tongues with the slim blonde.

Alfred's hands began to drop as he slowly began to regain his senses, and he gently broke off. But he wasn't satisfied.

Instead, his eyes glistened with horror as he'd realised what he'd just done.

No.

NO.

"I didn't...did I..." he stammered, blushing profusely as he tried to convince himself he didn't enjoy every heat-filled second of the luscious kiss he shared with the boy.

But Alfred wasn't gay.

HE WAS STRAIGHT.

BUT AMERICA'S STRAIGHT XD. Anyway, please review and tell me how to improve, I would love to take on any (constructive) feedback. Also feel free to PM me about anything :P I love to talk