APH-GilbertXReader-Not Worth It! PT. 3
A/N: Ok, so I am continuing the story with part three since I got more comments to continue it. And Note: there might be some smexy or lemony things to come in here or future chapters, so if you don't like those things, than don't read it. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED SO READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!XD oh and song in chapter is 'Bully" by shinedown, which i don't own or nor do i own hetalia either!
Previously In last Chapter: He smiled at you, as he brushed some loose strains of your (hair length) (Your colored hair) out of your face, before closing the back door of the car.
"I'm driving Antonio!" Gilbert said as he took the car keys from the reddish-brown haired Spaniard, who stared at him with his mouth gapping open like a fish. He closed his mouth and sighed as he got in the passenger front seat as Gilbert took the drivers seat.
He turned on the car engine as he made car squeal with the sharp turn that he made. He speed out of the area, determined to get you out of there and to a safe place.
He prayed that you would hold on till then, his mind fueled by a strong adrenaline being pumped into his veins . . .
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Car tires squealed into the driveway as Gilbert drove in into his driveway like a mad man . . . and with Antonio praying that he didn't try to kill them before their time, with his crazy-ass driving. When he felt the car stop and Gilbert had cut the engine, Antonio flew the door open and went onto the grass on his knees, his face a bit pale.
"Hey Antonio, you alright? You don't look so awesome . . ." Gilbert said as his friend got back up and started to race to a bush.
"I think . . . I'm . . . gonna be sick!" Antonio said as he went to a bush and started blowing chunks.
Gilbert sighed as he heard his friend hurling his guts out. Antonio continued hurling his lunch and everything else up, as Gilbert went to the passenger car door to get you out. He silently thanked god that you were still passed out and not awake to see what Antonio was doing in the back of Gilbert's bushes.
He carefully unbuckled the seatbelt from you as he pulled you out of the car and carried you in his arms, bridal style once again. You continued to sleep on, not noticing anything….
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You woke to a really bad headache and your body feeling kinda sore, like you went one on one with the incredible hulk in a wrestling match.
You raised your arms, to get the kinks out and saw your arm in a bandage and some bandages on it. You felt something around your head and neck as you put your fingers to your head as you got up from where you were and raced to find a mirror. When you found one, you gasped in shock as you saw a white gauze wrapped around your head, where had hit your head. There was also another gauze around your neck.
You were wondering where you had got this from, as you heard someone singing not too far away. You followed the voice down a hallway into what looked like someone's bedroom.
You peeked in and gasped at what you saw…
It was Gilbert, playing guitar hero…
In nothing…..
But his boxers.
You tried not to giggle at the site of your friend as he started another song to sing:
It's 8 AM, this hell I'm in
Seems I've crossed a line again
For being nothing more than who I am
So break my bones and throw your stones
We all know that life ain't fair
But there's more of us we're everywhere
We don't have to take this back against the wall
We don't have to take this we can end it all
All you'll ever be is a fading memory of a bully
Make another joke while they hang another rope so lonely
Push them to the dirt till the words don't hurt can you hear me
No one's gonna cry on the very day you die you're a bully
Think it through you can't undo
Whenever I see black and blue I feel the past, I share the bruise
With everyone who's come and gone
My head is clear my voice is strong, now I'm right here to right the wrong
We don't have to take this back against the wall
We don't have to take this we can end it all
All you'll ever be is a fading memory of a bully
Make another joke while they hang another rope so lonely
Push them to the dirt till the words don't hurt can you hear me
No one's gonna cry on the very day you die you're a bully
It's 8 AM, the hell I'm in
Your voice is strong, now right the wrong
All you'll ever be is a fading memory of a bully
Make another joke while they hang another rope so lonely
Push them to the dirt till the words don't hurt can you hear me
No one's gonna cry on the very day you die you're a bully
All you'll ever be is a fading memory of a bully
Make another joke while they hang another rope so lonely
Push them to the dirt till the words don't hurt can you hear me
No one's gonna cry on the very day you die you're a bully
We don't have to take this back against the wall
We don't have to take this we can end it all (x4)
You couldn't help it anymore and burst out laughing, giving off your location. He stopped as he stared crimson eyes back at you, as you were laughing your head off.
"Vhat's so funny frau?" He asked as you took another look at him in his boxers and started laughing again.
Who knew that he guys could were black boxers with yellow canaries on them?
Guess you'll have to ask him, when you stop laughing….
~TO BE CONTINUED~ maybe….