About a week had passed since Russia moved in with us. He still hadn't mentioned anything about his coat, although I still felt bad about taking it in the first place.
Soon I realized that I've been having really weird feelings when ever I was around Russia. It seemed that when ever I'm around him, my stomach would turn over or my knees would get weak & I'd feel off balance. But I don't know why. I don't know why he makes me feel this way.
I was in my room with the door locked, laying on my bed & hugging his coat, enjoying his scent. 'What are you doing to me? Why are you making me act like this?' I pondered that hours and came to no conclusion. I slid the coat back underneath my pillow and rolled out of bed. Grabbing a pen and sheet of paper, I sat down at my desk and began to write. Since I could come up with an answer myself, I was gonna ask someone else. I wrote in to France's radio show hoping that he'd give me a plausible answer.
Later in the afternoon, I tuned into France's show to see if he'll read my letter. I laid on my bed and waited patiently. "Hello, welcome back!" France said, "It's time for the fan-mail/advice section of the show.". I gripped my pillow in anxiousness. "This fan writes:
'Hi, France,
I really need to know how to tell if I'm in love with somebody.'
"There are many ways actually." France said, "That special person could make your heart pound out of control. They could make your knees weak or your stomach feel like its doing back flips." I bit my lip. "Just the very scent of that person could get you high.".
I then switched off the radio. I sat up and reached underneath my pillow, pulling Russia's coat back out. I stared at it long and hard. Then I buried my face into it and inhaled slowly. I pulled my face out of it and stared into the blankness of the ceiling, holding his coat close to me. "Russia…." I said to myself,
"I love you."
*End of Chapter 2 part 1*