Title: Give Me Love

Pairing: Poland + Lithuania

Rating: T for character almost-death

I pull back the strong cord of the bow, sight down the arrow, then shoot straight into the girl's chest. She jerks back from the force of the shot, though she doesn't see or feel anything, and then turns to her friend, sitting next to her, and kisses him full on the mouth.

"Yes!" I yell, holding my bow high up in the air. "I am so, like, great at this!" No one can see me, not now, when I'm in my ethereal body instead of my real one. My small, white wings beat excitedly behind me, lifting my heels off the ground.

"Who should I make fall in love next?" I ask myself, pulling another arrow from my quiver and notching it into my bow. I try to squash down the pang of loneliness in my chest. I haven't had real contact with another human being in weeks. Actually, I don't even know if I am human anymore. I mean, I have wings, and an ethereal body. I'm pretty sure that most humans don't have those things, so does that make me inhuman? Well, maybe not inhuman, that makes it seem like I'm a jerk. Just... un-human, I think. I'm something else, maybe. Like... cupid. Yeah, I like the sound of that.

I walk down the street looking for my next victim. Who seems like they need just a little push into love? I note two guys walking down the street, talking and laughing. One of them keeps looking out of the corner of his eye at the other, and, with a laugh, I pull back the cord and shoot the other guy in the chest. Instantly, he grabs the first guy's face and kisses him deeply.

"Two down, a lot to go!" I cry happily to myself. I look around to see if anyone noticed me yelling. They didn't. Sigh.

Feeling depressed and lonely, I pull my mind back into my real body, hidden in an empty little shed-y thing somewhere. I've put a bed and a couple blankets and candles inside the thing, but it still doesn't feel like home. Actually, it doesn't even feel like a place for a human to live, at all. Maybe that just proves that I'm most definitely not human. I try to ignore as my ethereal body continues wandering around shooting or stabbing people with arrows. I look down at one of my arrows, wondering... if it'd work on me. I mean, it's a thought, right? If it works on other people, will it work on me? It could, couldn't it?

I press my finger lightly against the sharpened metal tip, wincing slightly as it draw blood. I could call the police first, couldn't I? I could call them and tell them someone was injured or committing suicide or something, and then they would come running, and I'd fall in love with the first person I see. There would always be the slight risk, though, that I would actually die, but what does that matter? It's better to die then to live life alone. Maybe. Depends on what comes after.

Thoughtfully, I pull out my cellphone and call 911. After a moment, someone answers the call. I tell them that someone is committing suicide in the shed thing near the docks, and they thank me and say that a squad will be right there.

"Now I have to do it," I say softly, looking down at the arrow. "I'll get into trouble if they find me and I haven't. They'll think I faked the call. And besides, it's a good idea, isn't it? I could fall in love and not be lonely anymore." I pick the arrow up and hold it in front of my chest. "I'll just do it. I'll do it right now." I thrust the arrow forward, into my chest.

Pain. I'm dying. I can feel it. Is this what will happen? I'll die before ever falling in love? I didn't mean for it to be like this. I didn't want this to happen. I wanted to fall in love with the first person I saw.

I open my eyes. It's hard, and even the faint light that leaks through the cracks in the ceiling hurts my eyes, but I manage to open them. I try to look around, but my eyes won't focus. When they finally do, I see a worried face in front of mine. He's looking at me intently, and he seems to be saying something but I can't quite hear. I know instantly that, though he's worried, he's not in love with me, and I can't allow this to happen. I need someone to love me.

I call my ethereal body. It appears in the doorway. As soon as it sees me, it notches an arrow and shoots it at the police officer. He jerks towards me just the tiniest bit, and then, once he sees me again, he reaches out and kisses me, hard, on the mouth. The other police officers around him gasp in shock, but we ignore them.

Finally, he pulls away from me. "What's your name?" he asks softly.

"Feliks," I tell him breathlessly.

"I'm Toris," he tells me.

"Hello," I say, looking breathlessly into his eyes. Maybe it's the arrow I stabbed myself with, but they look like the most beautiful things I've ever seen.

"I have to ask," he says quietly, trying to make sure the other police don't hear. "Are you a female or a male?"

I laugh. "Why don't you find out?" I say with a wicked grin.

A/N I'm not sure why I keep updating "Loose Change" but... well, I am, so be happy! *commanding voice* XD

Oh yeah, this fic is based off of the music video for "Give Me Love," a song by my future husband (XD) Ed Sheeran. Here's a link, if you want to watch the real story: /watch?v=FOjdXSrtUxA (Add Youtube to the beginning) Also, he's only in the video twice, he's the red-haired hot man in the cafe. XD