Chap 4: Are we there yet?

[a/n] Hello, everyone. I'm sorry for taking so much time just to update. If you are reading: 'Art Museum Fright' then, that's been updated. Also, if you want I can do another Heta-Version of another horror game: 'The Witch's House'. Soon I'll be posting some fan art of 'AMF' later on Google+ so... yeah! And I'll be switching the cover as well. Anywho:

I DON'T OWN HETALIA.

ANSWERS TO 'FROMAMERICAWITHLOVE': Nope. No PruHun. HungaryxAustria all the way. Diana is an OC. Diana and Alfred are BF and GF. So technically: LOVE TRIANGLE! :D

Answers to Falling Out The stars: Yes. It was International Love.

AnimeCatGirl76: I love the band. Reader-chan has rivals, NO EXCEPTIONS. And thanks for the follow.

LIGHTS, CAMERA, ACTIOOOOOOOOOOOOOON!

"Miss -Last Name-?" -Name- woke up in the arms of Alfred. She yawned and replied, "Hm?" He placed her on the seat of the airplane next to him. Diana was right behind the two of you. Dressed like a real model, she scoffed and replied to Alfred, "Dear? Please sit at the seat near the aisle. I can't bear to be away from you..." The two kissed and it made -Name- feel.. envious? No... SHE WAS NOT JEALOUS! Then if she wasn't.. (Which she is) then what?

"Okay, babes!" He chuckled and sat down near -Name-.

"It's still the night, I'm.." Alfred yawned and smiled, "Sleepy.." -Name- smirked, "You woke up 3 minutes ago. Now you're.." She yawned an leaned on Alfie's shoulder, "Sleeeepy?.."

The american replied sleepily, "You are too... Need... to..sleep.." -Name- groaned, "But I need.. a lullaby!~.."

Alfred smiled slightly, "Lately I been, I been losing sleep... Dreaming about the things that we could be.. But baby, I been, I been prayin' hard.. " he yawned. "Said no more counting dollars...We'll be counting stars..Yeah, we'll be counting stars.. " The two of you slept.

LIKE CHILDREN.

Francis was sitting by Gilbert, who was listening to 'My songs now what you did in the dark' by Fall Out Boy. Francis hissed, "Why don't you turn down the volume on those Beats?" Gilbert held onto his Beats Headphones and frowned, "Fine.." He put down the volume. The Italian bros were sleeping next to each other, Hungary was sitting next to Antonio, Arthur sat by Matthew, Feliks sat by himself, and Ivan sat by Diana. Who was watching Alfred sleep.

*Flashback*

"Alfie! Hey, what do you want? A big mac with large fries, and a shake?" Diana was standing behind the register. (She used to work at McDonalds) Alfred smiled at her, "You know me so well!"

Diana laughed and told the others to prepare his meal. He paid and Diana was always daydreaming about him. Which resulted of making some mistakes. She groaned as people complained about their wrong orders. She saw Alfred leave, she waved, he waved back. She sighed, dreamily.

Her boss pulled by her collar and barked, "YOU'RE FIRED!" He tossed her to the floor and grabbed her cap, "FIRED! NOW, LEAVE MY SIGHT! YOU'RE BAD FOR BUSINESS!" Diana held back the tears and took the apron off. She stood up, tossed the apron and yelled at her boss, "JUST GREAT! I always wanted to leave this motherfucking hell hole!" She glared, "CIAO YOU BASTARD!" She slammed the glass door so hard, it cracked.

Alfred, luckily, was still there. He frowned, "I'm sorry.. it was my fault you lost your job.." Diana didn't notice she was crying, she shook her head and gave him a weak smile, "S'okay.. it wasn't your fault...That I fell for you.." She looked away, wiping her tears with a fist. Matthew opened the door for Alfred to step in, the Canadian smiled, "Diana.. you may come in." Alfred nodded, "Do you want to be a star, Dia? I heard you say so many times that you'd do anything for show business..." Diana hugged him and replied, "Really?" The blonde chuckled, "The first movie.. will be called 'Blood on the Dance floor'.. inspired by MJ.." Diana squeezed him harder, "You remembered my favorite song..."

*End of Flashback*

Diana sighed and looked at her hands, "Why.. does he not love me?" She bit her lip, "I envy.. you.. dumb -Name-.." Ivan slept soundly. The airplane was silent and her seat was the only one with a little light. Creepy images crept around the shadows of the sleeping figures. She softly sang to herself, for comfort herself. Like a lullaby..

"I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed...Get along with the voices inside of my head..You're trying to save me, stop holding your breath..And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy.." She cried softly as the evil side of her shouted in her head, 'I hate you -Name-. I hope you die. you'll never have my baby..' Diana sang a little evilly and angrily, "I wanted the fame, but not the cover of Newsweek..Oh, well, guess beggars can't be choosy..Wanted to receive attention for my music...Wanted to be left alone in public. Excuse me..For wanting my cake and eat it too, and wanting it both ways..Fame made me a balloon 'cause my ego inflated..When I blew; see, but it was confusing.." She closed her orange eyes, "'Cause all I wanted to do is be the Bruce Lee of loose leaf..Abused ink, used it as a tool when I blew steam (wooh!)..Hit the lottery, oh wee..But with what I gave up to get it was bittersweet..It was like winning a used mink..Ironic 'cause I think I'm getting so huge I need a shrink..I'm beginning to lose sleep: one sheep, two sheep.. Going cuckoo and cooky as Kool Keith
But I'm actually weirder than you think..'Cause I'm.." She whispered, "I'm friends with the monster..."

Diana covered her ears to muffle the sounds of shouting in her head, "I envy you... so much.. Miss -Last Name-" She curled up and smirked,

"That's why I gotta stop you.."

(This is not a cliffy.. for now..)

The light came flooding in the window, -Name- found herself in a ridiculous situation. She woke up with her face on Alfred's chest, and his arms were wrapped around her face. She turned red and squeaked, "Al?"

The blonde woke up, "Hmm?" His eyes opened and it took him a few minutes to register what happened, "Um.. Hi?" He laughed nervously. The two stayed like so, until they decided to sit correctly. They yawned and stretched like it didn't happen.

"What a lovely morning, right -Nickname-?" He replied and blushed. -Name- chuckled, "Indeed it is!~ My, what have we here? Some birds out the window!"

Alfred laughed, 'Man.. have I fallen... for her?'

[A/n] CLIFFY!~ MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHHAHAAHAAHA!~ I IS SOOOO EVIL!~ Anywho,

HASTA LA PASTA!~ Until next time! R&R!~