Hey guys! I'm so sorry I haven't updated in more than a week! I've been so busy with so much crap and I know that's a lame excuse but school is kicking my ass and you all should know how that feels! Am I right!? Yes! Before I began, can I just say that we should all stand behind Paris and the French people because of the terrorist attacks Friday. It has to do with us because France is our oldest ally and ISIS could come to America next. So let's get out the guns guys! I got 9 in my house! XD What did you expect, it's Alabama. I would also like to think the guest who left a review for me that kind of encouraged me to get back on the story faster than I thought. So I thank you whoever you are. You're awesome! Please review and comment on the story and tell me what you think of the story! Finally, thanks so much for giving your time to read the story and here is the chapter!


Ch. 11

(Charles' POV)

Erin's Mom set a bowl of chicken and dumplings in front of me and a smile hasn't left her face ever since she found out who my parents were. This happened a lot unfortunately...People didn't really look at me, they just looked at my parents' money and what they were worth. To be honest, it was really fucking annoying and I usually get pissed off because of it. I didn't get pissed in this situation since I want to make a good impression for Erin's Mom.

"Sorry I was a bit rude, I've just been feeling a bit weary all day and I took it out on you dear."

She said as she touched my shoulder. I looked at Erin and she noticeably rolled her eyes as she crossed her arms and looked away.

"Mummy, just sit down already..."

"I will dear! I'm just being a good host!"

Her mom said with a cheerful laugh as she did what her daughter told her to do. Erin gave an exaggerated sigh and pulled her chair up to mine. For some reason, the fact that Erin was closer to me made me feel better about the whole situation. She got real close to my ear and whispered,

"Don't worry. Just stick with me and you won't get your pockets looted. Mum's a bloody thief when it comes to meeting rich people. My Dad was really rich before he met her soooooo...yeah..."

She whispered. I chuckled while her Mom blinked at us.

"I'm sorry, I didn't hear you...What did you say?"

She asked Erin. Erin waved her hands in front of her and shook her head.

"Nothing Mum! Nothing! Just...Gosh dammit! Just eat or something!"

The girl next to me yelled as she looked away. Was she embarrassed? Her face was all red and she kept glancing away from her mom like she didn't want her meeting me. Oh well haha. So the three of us sat there eating what Erin's Mom had made. She kept asking me really weird questions about myself. Of course I answered her but I still found it odd that she would ask things like what I was allergic to or what I was afraid of. It was kind of difficult but I managed to notice that Erin constantly told her Mother to quote, "put a fucking cork in it" under her breath every time she talked. Her Mom never heard her though.

"Excuse me if you mind me asking...but why are you asking all of these things?"

I asked her after about ten minutes of constant random questions. She took a sip of her tea and smiled.

"Because if you break my daughter's heart, I will know your weaknesses dear."

"What the fuck Mum!"

Erin screamed as she stood up.

"I told you like a thousand times that were not dating. He's just a friend. God, come on Charles let's go to my room. She can't annoy you there."

She muttered as she grabbed my arm and glared at the woman in front of us. Her Mom just started laughing because she was obviously joking. Or was she? Jesus I, for the life of me, do not understand the English! Why can't they just be like the French or something!? Anyway...after that whole episode, Erin took me upstairs to her room. I was surprised to find that her house was much bigger inside than it was outside. Her room was pretty big for the average teenage girl. It had the usual things like a bed, a flat screen tv, and a bookshelf. Wait a minute, a book shelf? I walked over to it and my eyes almost went wide at the variety of books they had. And no, they weren't f-ing English literature books that bore the crap out of you in class. They were anime books such as manga and short novels. There were old manuals for games like Runescape and World of Warcraft. I ran my fingers along the edges of the book and looked back at Erin. She was busy putting her Amusphere on a table next to her bed. Or maybe she was charging it. I didn't know. She looked up at me when she was done and tilted her head in confusion.

"What? You're giving me a weird look."

I jumped and laughed nervously.

"Was I? I didn't mean to...So...You like manga and RPG games?"

I asked her quietly. She gasped and quickly made her way to the bookshelf.

"I'm sorry, I usually put these away while I have someone over..."

I must've given her another look as I spoke to her.

"Why?"

She looked at the bookshelf and shrugged.

"I don't know...I guess I feel embarrassed whenever someone sees me reading anything having to do with anime or video games. They might think I'm weird or something like that. Does that make sense? I mean, whenever I'm on the underground, I usually read manga I've downloaded on my tablet and keep the brightness on low so nobody sees what I'm reading. If someone asks me what I'm reading, I just tell them that I'm reading a book assignment my teacher gave me..."

She sighed and then smiled.

"But then when I get home I like to read the real thing..."

She said in an unusually small voice as if she was speaking from the heart. I grinned and grabbed a volume of Naruto Shippuden.

"Naruto is my favorite. He's also pretty popular in France..."

I said. Erin looked at me with widened brown eyes and she cracked a small smile my way.

"Wait a bloody minute, you like anime and manga and all that shit too?"

"Of course I do!"

I laughed as I put the book back. I didn't expect her to get excited!

"Holy crap! My favorite is Naruto, Hetalia, Blue Exorcist, Akame Ga Kill, Code Geass, Death Note, and Highschool of the Dead! Well, I like a lot of the other animes but those are just my favorite. I'm so glad that they are making new episodes of each one because I have been dying to see them ever since! The only one that still puts out new episodes on a daily basis is Hetalia but you could go on forever with that series! I kind of like One Piece but they are sooooooo slowwwwwwwwwww!"

She yelled excitedly. We both sat on the bed as she talked to me; a smile never leaving her face. I found myself blushing at how cute she looked whenever she was really happy. I found myself watching her every movement. She would flip or twirl her pretty hair every so often as she thought about what she would say next. I literally didn't have to say anything. I think that's just the way she liked it, someone to listen to her...

"Ooops sorry!"

Her Mom screamed as she bursted through the door. Erin and I jumped in surprise as her Mom looked around. Erin looked down at the bed and gritted her teeth.

"Mummy...Get...Out...Now..."

She said through clenched teeth. Her mom made a through scan once more before looking at us suspiciously.

"Hmmm..."

And with that, she closed the door again and we could hear her footsteps walk away from the door. I looked at Erin and she sighed.

"My parents are such chavs...So as I was saying before I was rudely interrupted, I really got into gaming when the Playstation 5 came out. Remember? They had that virtual reality headset where you could play your games in so-called "virtual reality". But then when I heard that they had developed a real virtual reality helmet, I just had to get it but they failed to tell me that you could only play it in America or Japan..."

"Yeah same thing happened to me unfortunately..."

I started with an annoyed face.

"Paris news also failed to tell me that when I bought it online. Petites merdes (Little shits...")

I said in French. She giggled and walked over to a mini fridge she had in the corner of her room.

"I would be the last person to speak French but even I know when someone is cussing. Want a drink?"

She asked as she poked her head above the door to look at me.

"What do you have?"

"Mountain Dew. That's it."

She swung the door open so I could see what was inside and I busted out laughing as soon as I saw that her fridge was filled with different kinds of Mountain Dew. Regular, Code red, diet, Kickstart, you name it! I told her that I would take a Code red and she chucked it at me. She then sat back on the bed and laid down on her pillow. She brought out her phone and started texted someone while I occasionally sipped on my soda. Britain's soda...tasted different than France's...I knew they put different ingredients in them but still! It's like England was just trying to kill someone with something nasty; especially their cooking but I won't get into that. I heard the United States has the best soda and that would make sense since Americans put whatever they want in their drink.

"Hey Charles?"

Erin asked me as she put her phone down. I hummed in response and she looked up at me from where she was laying, my face above hers.

"Why weren't you this cool when we first met?"

I almost fell out of my seat on that one...

"What do you mean?"

I asked her while chuckling. She thought for a minute before answering me.

"Hmmm...Well when we first met and for the first week we knew each other it just seemed like we always fought with each other all the time."

"That's because you said you hated French people."

"Oh yeah...My bad."

She said giggling. I laughed and laid down with her. She kept smiling but I could see her cheeks turn a slight pink. She scooted closer to me and sighed; but it was the kind of sigh where you're glad that this was happening.

"You know...I haven't spent time with a friend like this in a long time..."

She whispered as she looked me in the eyes. I looked back at her, our eyes never leaving each other, and grinned.

"Like-wise..."

We then just laid there in silence as we enjoyed each others company. I stared at the ceiling while I couldn't help but notice that Erin kept glancing at me. I didn't look at her because I was afraid that would create an awkward situation or something. I looked at her when I felt the bed shift. I thought she was just getting up to get another drink or something like that but it was something different. She moved closer to me and pushed her lips onto mine. My eyes went wide and my breath stopped. She pulled away quickly, actually leaving me wanting more from her. I never thought I would like her in this way but I did. She rubbed her arm and went red.

"Sorry...It's ju-"

I stopped her from talking as I pressed my lips to hers this time. She reacted in surprise but quickly rested her hands on both sides of my face as I put one hand above her head and the other on the side of her neck as I kissed her more. She gave a slight quiet moan as I deepened the kiss, making the both of us open our
mouths so we could intertwine our tongues. She moaned even more and brought her hands around my neck. Before I knew it, we were both panting for her as we both separated. I couldn't believe what had just happened. By the look on her face, she couldn't either. But we were both smiling and I knew we both liked it. I don't know what possessed me to do it but I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her in a loving hug. She didn't even hesitate as she did the same and laid her head on my shoulder with a sigh of relief.

"So...Does this mean we're like a couple now?"

I asked stupidly. She laughed and flicked my forehead.

"Of course it does you wanker."

I smiled and pecked her on the cheek. She smiled real big until it suddenly went away. I looked at her in worry and asked her what was wrong.

"My mum was right...We are a couple...Charles, we have to pretend were not so she doesn't tell my Dad and everyone in the neighborhood."

She told me as she stood up from the bed. I followed and nodded.

"Haha, for some reason I don't doubt that she would do that."

"Exactly..."

She said as she took my hand and led me downstairs. We both peered our heads around the corner of the kitchen and saw that her Mom was busy watching Prime Minister David Cameron making a speech on climate change or something like that. Come to think of it, the people must really like him if he's been in office this long.

"Okay good, she's watching politics. We have some time to sneak out. Well, you're sneaking out."

Erin whispered as we quietly got out the front door. She took me to the bus stop quickly since it was still raining and pecked my cheek.

"Meet me in Piccadilly Circus at 6 okay?"

I nodded and a red double-dickered bus made its way to the curb next to me.

"And I love you Charles..."

She said with a blush in that cute British accent she has.

"I love you too Erin...So does that mean were going on a date?"

I asked. She rolled her eyes and pushed me on the bus.

"Just get on the bloody bus you wanker and meet me there for our date!"

As soon as she was done yelling, the bus driver smirked and closed the bus doors. I couldn't stop laughing as I paid the bus fee and walked over to myself. I glanced out my window and Erin gave me a small wave. I waved back as she got farther and farther away from me. I widened my smile and brought my arms behind my head. You know, I'm starting to like England more and more every day...


And that is the end of the chapter! God, I had such writer's block for this chapter because I was so busy with other crap I had to do and I'm really sorry guys but thanks so much for all of the reviews I've been getting! You guys are great and I couldn't do it without you! Annnnnd now we begin the main plot of the story that my team and a new friend of mine came up with. More details to come in the next chapter with a new badass OC! Please review and comment on the chapter! Finally, thanks so much for reading and I will see you next time!