I Own Nothing
Chapter 4
England's POV
Yes me and France were fighting again, whatever. Apparently he wants me to 'hang out' with America. I hate that bloody pervert, I mean yes I would like ot talk wiht him but... Would he reget my conseren and love?
I saw America get up and walk over to me, better make myself presentable. I stood up and looked into his blue eyes. He began to talk after the quietness.
"Listen," like I'm not, please tell em whats wrong. He shifted and sucked in a breath of air.
" I was wondering if you..." please just say it, don't stop please. I couldn't take it, a flash of the younger boy periced my heart. I pulled him into a warm brotherly embrace. Memories flooded bac to me, of when he was younger. Such a cute boy.
But, I had to remember he was older now. I let go and dust myself off as if he fell. I know France was staring at me and so was America. Oh God it apined me to turn around and walk away.
My heart screamed at me to tell him the truth. But I couldn't, I wouldn't. Please let him know how much I 't want to be alone with my guilty toughts.
America, my little brother. I care about you so much. But, it's hard to come up with the words to say...
I'm Sorry
Chapter 4 finished, what ya think? Read Review Whatever. Until next time LATER!
