Author's Note: Oh yeah! I finished chapter two after how long? Gosh I'm so slow….sorry about the delay and stuff but to make it up to you I'll finish this in one day, how does that sound? Well, the next chapter's the last anyway but I'm happy you enjoyed it :)
Hetalia by Hidekaz Himaruya
My Hero Is You by Hayden Panettiere
You by You
My Hero Is You
I never saw the way
You sacrificed
Who knew the price you paid
How can I make it right
I know I've gotta try
It had been a couple of months since you've last seen you're Canadian friend, and often you had walked home with him, especially when it just so happened that you bumped into him coincidentally. At first you never really thought much about why he would appear before you in the exact same spot around the bend nearing your neighborhood, but once you've started to notice the bruises on his currently alert face, you began to worry.
"Hey Matthew, are you alright? You know you can tell me anything right?" You asked one day as the two of you walked home together. Matthew glanced at you before he averted your gaze; his eyes dropping down towards the ground as he walked. He hesitated for a moment before looking up at you with a slightly forced smile,
"I'm alright [Name]. " He said, "Really I am. You don't have to worry about me." You stayed quiet as you continued to walk on. In an attempt to lighten the mood, you proceeded to tell him a piece of good news that you had begun to realize.
"Hey Matthew," you said. Matthew glanced at you in response; a small smile on his face.
"Yes?" he asked. You smiled back at him.
"I've noticed that those guys who used to bully me before don't bother me anymore. You really scared them off the first time huh?" Your smile grew wider as you spoke, "I'm really glad that you were there to help me. I don't know what could've happened to me if you didn't." Matthew's eyes widened, he did not expect you to still be grateful, after all he did not really do anything. He tried but they ran before he could even face them. Matthew's face flushed as he hung his head in embarrassment,
"I-It really is no problem." He said quietly; doing his best to refrain from stuttering. "A-Anything for you [Name]."
He turned to look at you and saw that you were blushing; your eyes widened in shock. Matthew soon realized what he said and he clamped his hand over his mouth, "I-I-I'm s-so s-sorry!" He cried, "I-I don't know what came over me!" But his words came out as muffled sounds for he had his mouth covered by his hand. You noticed this, and you begun to laugh, ignoring your embarrassment.
"Oh Matthew!" You cried as you laughed, "If you're going to speak, don't cover your mouth with your hand!" Matthew chuckled shyly, slowly removing his hand from his mouth. He smiled, he really liked to hear your laughter. Unknowingly, Matthew's hand slipped over yours; entwining your fingers together. You did not realize what he was doing and you found yourself squeezing his hand gently. The two of you then walked off towards your home, smiles and laughter radiating from the atmosphere surrounding you.
"Daisy wait!" You called after the crying Italian female as she ran off, you frowned sadly. You didn't mean to make her cry like that but you knew that it had to be done. You were sitting with Ludwig and Daisy in a café on a lovely Saturday afternoon. You were telling them about Matthew and came to realize that you were holding hands with him yesterday. Daisy was the telling you how she thought you and Matthew would make a very cute couple, but as your mind drifted on the subject of couples you realized something important; Ludwig and Daisy. The two of them loved each other and you knew that, but the problem was, with you needing protection they could not afford to be able to be with each other. In an instant you felt guilty about your weakness but as soon as you remembered that the bullying had stopped, you decided to tell them that you did not need their help anymore. This caused Daisy to misunderstand, and thinking that you did not want her around anymore, she ran.
Ludwig on the other hand, was stunned at your decision to be on your own but he knew that someday it had to happen. It's not like you were his daughter or anything, but he always felt like you were. His thoughts drifted to when he was talking to Daisy, he remembered how Daisy would always mention you, and worry about you like a mother and child. Ludwig sighed, as much as he wanted to be there to protect you; he also knew that you becoming independent was inevitable. He then glanced at the direction where Daisy ran, and then he glanced back at you. You obviously noticed that he was torn between staying with you and going after Daisy. You smiled softly and patted his arm affectionately,
"Go after her." You said. Ludwig stared at you for a moment before replying,
"Are you sure about this [Name]? I mean, what if they," Ludwig was then cut off by you attempting to shove him out of his seat.
"It's alright Ludwig, go after her. I know you love Daisy! Don't let me get in between your relationship with her." Ludwig got up; defeated. He sighed and patted your head affectionately,
"If you still need us, you can always call." You smiled and gave Ludwig a tight hug before watching him go after Daisy. You were sad that Ludwig and Daisy cannot be there for you like parents but you were still glad that you gave them the chance to be together. You left the café as you decided to head home.
When my world goes crazy
You won't let go
When the ground gets shaky
You give me hope
When I try to push you away
You never move, yeah
"Matthew!" As you were walking home by yourself, you saw Matthew surrounded by the boys who bullied you before. They were attacking him and beating him and without thinking you ran towards them crying out Matthew's name. "Matthew!" As soon as you cried out, the boys stopped and dispersed in different directions, leaving you with your Canadian friend. You ran and knelt by Matthew's side; he was lying on the ground, covered in bruises. His lip was cut slightly and bled, his perfectly framed glasses cracked and bent. You cradled him and set his head in your lap, tears falling from your eyes and onto Matthew's cheek.
"[N-Name]?" He called weakly, you shushed him and stroked his hair affectionately,
"Yeah. I'm here Matthew." Matthew smiled and reached for your hand which you grasped and held onto tightly. "Why'd you do it Matthew? Why did you take the beating?" Matthew's breathing was heavy and you knew that he needed medical attention, but right now, you needed an answer.
"It was a simple deal." He said quietly, "They beat me up all they want, and in exchange, they leave you alone." You gasped; he took the beating just so you wouldn't. You held him tightly as you broke down and cried.
"For me?" You sobbed, "Why?" You heard the sound of an ambulance and you assumed that someone had noticed and called. But despite the loud sirens and the sound of people's voices, you could still hear his quiet voice as you were pulled off him. Your eyes widened with more tears sliding down your cheeks, you watched as he was carried off into the ambulance. People asked you questions but you were too stunned to answer any of them. The words of your Canadian friend made you speechless.
"Do you know why [Name]? It's because I love you."
Now when I start doubting
You help me see
There's a strength, and a mind, and a power in me
You believe there ain't nothing I can't do
My hero is you, yeah
