Okay, last update for today! xD I have to spread this out for you guys, it's like a dessert *lolwhut?xD* You can't have too much of it at once, or you'll get sick of it. *ohokayigetitnow*
This chapter...I will not say my opinion of it...
Okay I lied. I found this chapter quite fun to write...mostly because of the bar scene...and the teeny tiny scene at the end~ xD *lolfranceshutup*
Okay~
Disclaimer: I Do not own Hetalia, I only own Alisha. My friend owns Siobhan.
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Britain: Thunder
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Today is a winding road that's taking me to places that I didn't want to go, whoa
The next night, America and France took Britain with them to eat dinner. "I'd rather die than eat from one of your crappy American restaurants!" He had protested, but they continued, and literally dragged him out the door. They had ended up going to a local bar, close by to the college. Within the first ten minutes they were there, France had already gotten himself drunk. America and Britain however, were still somewhat sober. America looked at Britain. "So dude…you like Alisha." America said bluntly. Britain choked on the current mouthful of beer he had in his mouth and coughed. "W-What?" He asked when he was able to speak. "You don't need to hide it dude. I can tell." America said as his voice suddenly became serious. Britain blushed and started chugging on his beer. "Dude, stop it. I'm trying to talk to you." America said, pulling Britain's beer away from him. Britain sighed. "Alright, I like her. What about it?" Britain asked. America's face got darker and he grabbed the collar of Britain's shirt, pulling him closer, surprising Britain at the same time. "Okay, I'm going to tell you something, and I'm only going to tell you this once: Do not hurt Alisha. She has gone through way too much crap, and she doesn't need someone like you to be a complete douche bag to her. So if you are smart and want to continue living, you better not hurt Alisha." America said. He let go of Britain and drank the rest of his beer. "Ahhh! Alright then! Now let's have some fun!" He shouted. Britain sat there, confused of what he was supposed to do now.
Today in the blink of an eye, I'm holding on to something, and I do not know why, I tried
Britain sat at the bar, as he downed his sixth beer. He watched France get slapped after he had attempted to get a girl to sleep with him. America is flipping through the songs on the jukebox, and Britain let out a long sigh as he started thinking. He thought about Alisha, and Japan. About the deal he and Japan had made. He thought about his feelings for Alisha. "Are they real feelings, other than…intrigue? Or is she toying with me?" Britain's thoughts ran through his head and he abruptly stood from his seat, surprising America, who had chosen a song and was walking back to his seat. "Dude? Are you alright? You don't look so good." America said, putting his hand on Britain's shoulder. "I have to go and do something…" Britain muttered, pulling away from America's grasp and walking out of the bar. He pulled out his cell phone and dialed a number. "Hello?" Alisha's cheerful voice answered. "Alisha? Can you meet me at the park?" Britain muttered. Alisha agreed that she'd be there in ten minutes, and they hung up.
I tried to read between the lines, I tried to look in your eyes
Britain stood beside a bench in the park and heard his name called. He slowly turned and saw Alisha walking toward him, tightly wrapped in a long sweater and a black and grey plaid scarf. "Hey Arthur, what's up…?" Alisha asked cautiously. She froze when she got close to him, and Britain guessed that she could smell the alcohol. "Alisha, I need to ask you something, and you have to answer me." Britain said, walking up to Alisha and looking at her. "W-What is I-it Arthur…?" She asked. Britain put his hands on Alisha's shoulders, and looked her straight in the eyes. "Alisha, do you like me?" He asked in a serious tone. "O-Of course I-I like you A-Arthur…You're a great friend…" Alisha said, her voice getting quiet. "Damn it! I need more than that!" Britain shouted as he pushed Alisha back. She stumbled and fell onto her butt. "I mean do you like me?! Like as something more than a friend!" Britain shouted, tears in his eyes. Alisha started to crawl back. "Y-You're scaring me Arthur…" She said in a shaky voice. "Damn it Alisha!" Britain yelled. He grabbed Alisha and pulled her up. "Tell. Me. If. You. Love. Me." He said. Alisha said nothing and Britain planted a kiss on her lips. This one was forceful, not like the last time he had kissed her. Alisha shoved Britain away and slapped him across the face, hard. There are tears in her eyes, and Britain stood there, shocked. Alisha turned and ran away. "Alisha, wait!" Britain shouted, and she ignored him as she ran out of the park.
I want a simple explanation for what I'm feeling inside
Britain slammed the door to the room he shared with France and he flipped onto his bed. France sat up from the mass of blankets on his bed. "Just where were you?" He asked, suddenly sober. "Fuck off." Britain shouted into his pillow. Britain heard crying in the next room. He suddenly felt even worse than he did before.
Dun dun dun~
somewhat of a cliffhangar...? Ehh, I think the next chapter has more of one xD
Please review, or France will do something stupid xD
