One week ago

I was waiting for the other countries to leave, because I had planned to be the last one that leaves the meeting room. The meeting had been even more alive than usual. Thanks to one certain American, who was just talking about halloween, even though there still a week to it, but he didn't seem to care, but was talking non stop about halloween.
I smirked under my scarf, as I imagined America screaming like a little girl like he had last year. And year before that. And year before that. You could say that America screamed like a little girl every year.
But this year he was even more energetic than usual, and it was soon cleared to everyone why. America was going to throw a halloween party, and invited everyone. Even me, but only so he could try to scare the hell out of me, which never worked. Well... At least I didn't show that it worked. In reality, I was scared of many things, and I was really shy, but I was able to build a wall around me, that hid my real emotions, and showed my childish smile instead. Then there was that everyone were scared of me. Well expect Belarus, but I don't really like to talk about her. Even my big sister, Ukraine, was a bit scared of me, even though not so much as others, and she tried to hide it, but I could tell that she was slightly scared of me, and sometimes tried to avoid me.
So in other words, I really didn't have any friends, or anyone to talk to. No one wanted to be in the same room as me, and were only when they had no choice in the matter. And everyone were really carefull around me, not wanting me to get angry, or make me feel down, since they all feared what I might do, if they would. Only brave enough was America. He sometimes called me a communist, and other things that are not so nice, but it might also be that, that he is a fool. And idiot. Absolutely an idiot. But what can I do? I didn't raise him. England raised him, and even he didn't know why America started acting so... Well like an idiot.
And that leads to another thing. England. He had been acting really strange around me, and I was actually worried. He avoided me even more than others, and I was actually afraid that he would stop completely being around. I didn't want anyone to leave. I hated being alone. I was just too scared to talk about it to someone. And I believe everyone would just laugh at what I would say. I've been alone for so long that everyone thinks that I'm used to it. Well I kind of am, but it still hurts my heart to be alone. Da, I have a heart, even though some other people doupt it.

I was lost in my thoughts, and when I snapped out of them, I realised, that everyone had already gone. I sighed, and actually let the smile on my face fall off. I got up, gathered my notes, and put them into my suitcase, and walked out of the meeting room.
As I was walking towards the exit, someone tapped on my shoulder, and I turned around to see who it was, and also I put the smile back on my face. It was England. And he was looking like he was really nervous about something, and his feet seemed to be really interesting to him at the moment.

"Da~? What is it, Mr. Kirkland~?" I asked with a bit childish tone of mine. We used our human names in public, because we weren't allowed to let people know about us. That we were countries.

"W-well... I... Umm... Mr. Braginsky... Y-you see...I..." England said, and mumbled something so quietly that I didn't hear, and I tilted my head a bit.

"What was that~? What did you say~?" There was a bit of curiousoty in my voice.
England tried to say something, then suddenly left, walking away from me really quickly, and I blinked in confusion. Was his face... blushed...?
I stood there for a moment in confusion, then let it be, and went back to the hotel I satyed in.
I couldn't sleep though, when the night came. I was still thinking about England, and how he had acted earlier. I frowned. I couldn't think of anything that would be the reason why England was acting like that. But then I decided, that I would ask the next day.
When I was finally able to go to sleep, I saw a really weird dream. It was about England, and he was saying something, but I couldn't hear what...