Guess who's back? XD

EXAMS ARE OVER :D Which means much more fanfics.

Well not a lot's been happening over here in England so it's been kind of hard to write.

That and I wanted to write something special for Independance day. Sorry if it's a bit crappy (I don't really know a lot about Independance Day XD)

So here we go with an extra long Independance day special :)

3rd July

10:35 am

One month.

One month of nothingness.

I never thought my life would be so dull without America.

Ever since that incident with France, me and America's phone calls just haven't been the same.

After meetings it's now always me that has to go and invite him out.

Even when we...you know what...it's not the same.

Right I'm fed up. One way or another I will get him to talk to me the way he used to.

1:07pm

I am such an idiot!

Bloody France had to come and ruin everything!

America has allowed France to convince him that I know longer love him and am having an affair with le France.

I would like to change my first statement.

America is such an idiot!

I keep telling him it's a load of crap.

But he's so stubborn.

And now I think I've gone and made it worse. He keeps ignoring my calls and texts.

You see, we got into an argument.

And I said some stupid things.

I said how I thought he's the one who hates me.

And I told him how much it hurts.

I said how hard it is watching him celebrate July 4th.

But worst of all,

I told him that I wish I had fallen in love with France instead of him. Because it wouldn't hurt half as much as being in love with him does.

Why?

Why does he make me say stupid things like that?

Bloody wanker...

11:13pm

Sorry for falling asleep on you.

I have so many thoughts at the moment I just get lost in them.

And because of all the stress I'm in it's getting harder for me to sleep.

Everyone seems worried.

America, France, and now even Canada is giving me nightmares.

Why America? Why?

11:47pm

FRANCE YOU WANKER!

Why? Why is everyone screwing with me?

I'm sat there thinking things couldn't get any worse.

And then right on cue France comes knocking on the door.

I tried to close the door on him but he jammed his foot in there.

He said all he wanted was to apologise for Canada's recent behavior.

What the hell has that got to do with him?

But of course being a gentleman I accepted his apology.

Then he started saying how worried he'd been.

Saying how he would treat me better than America ever would.

And then it started.

The tears.

I couldn't hold them in. Even in front of my mortal enemy I just couldn't.

He held me for a while. I don't think anyone's ever comforted me like that.

And the he kissed me again. Now that's where I draw the line.

So out of my house he went.

But not out of my mind.

Why can't he just leave me alone? Can't he see what he's doing to me?

Now that I think about it...the person that's really been causing me all this trouble...is France.

He's the one who made America doubt me.

And he's the one who made me doubt America.

...That sneaky bastard.

4th July

10:15am

Well this is it.

Independance day.

The most hated day in my calendar.

This is the day where America parties all day and ignores me.

How romantic.

I'm not sure I want to write about this.

It...it makes me too sad.

12:15pm

I wonder what America's doing right now?

I wonder if he's thought about me at all today?

Stupid idiot.

3:24pm

I just got an email from America.

"Hey Iggie! Remember that party I planned? I understand if you don't want to come but, I really would love it if you did. Hope to see you there! - America x"

Should I go?

No, the question is, can I face him?

I have to stop being like this.

I'm going to face him like a man.

No, I seriously mean it this time.

Wish me luck!

11:32pm

OH MY GOD!

I really hope this wasn't all just a dream.

So I arrived at the Whitehouse.

I hated to admit it looked beautiful with all the red, white and blue decorations.

After I had greeted all these American politicians (who I don't think took too kindly to me being there) I just chatted with Japan for a bit.

I felt someone tapping at my shoulder.

It was him, America. And he looked gorgeous.

For once he had brushed himself up. His hair was nicely styled and he was wearing a very hot suit. I could've melted just by looking at him.

He shook my hand and invited me out to the garden.

Out there of course, we could be a couple.

I'd hate to see how they would've reacted if they saw me and America having a pull on Independence day.

So there we were, sat in the garden of the Whitehouse.

And America turned and very gracefully said, "Look England, shit's been happening."

Usually I would've scolded him for murdering the English language like that but knew this was serious.

I wasn't really sure what to say, so I just said things how they were.

"Look, I'm not having an affair with France. And trust me, I never will." I said. He looked at me.

And good lord.

He actually looked serious for once.

"And I'm sorry for saying those stupid things-"

He interrupted me.

"Don't apologise."

What the hell? There I was trying to be a gentleman and he just stopped me.

Then all of a sudden he grabbed both of my hands and looked me in the eye.

"England...I know...I..."

I tried to escape. The more he looked into my eyes the closer those tears seemed to reach to the surface of them.

"America please, I understand-"

I tried to stop him but he was persistent.

"No but you don't! I...I can't help but celebrate today, I mean it's the day I truly became a country! But you know I never meant to hurt you!"

I felt like my heart was about to explode.

"England...I'm sorry for being such a bad boyfriend. Now that I think about it, I always put myself before you even though you've always taken care of me and been there when I needed you!"

"Now that's not always true, remember World Wa-"

"I'm being serious here! You said wish you'd fallen for France...and I don't blame you."

That was it.

My body just suddenly moved with a mind of it's own and I kissed him.

When we pulled apart I realised something. I was crying.

America held me the way he used to again for the first time in weeks.

"Look, sometimes you can be a right wanker. Sometimes you can really annoy me. But no matter what, I wouldn't choose France over you in a million years. Do you know why?"

America looked puzzled.

"Because he smells like garlic?"

Silly billy.

I tugged at his cheek,

"Because I love you." By this point I was sobbing.

And then as if nothing had happened we were back to normal.

We made out under the fireworks for a few minutes before America sadly had to go and greet more guests.

Fortunately when the party was over we went to his house and had a party of our own until sadly I had to leave.

But this is certainly one Independance Day I will never forget.

America, I love you.

Yaaaay for happiness ^.^

Sorry if there were some typos. When I do longer chapters I tend to get a bit lazy with proof reading :L

Hope all you Americans had a fun day!

Reviews would be very much appreciated :)

Sayonara xoxoxoxoxox