𝑫𝑬𝑨𝑫 𝑨𝑳𝑰𝑽𝑬《 Philippines CountryHumans AU 》

xv.

Philip frowned, tightening his hold on his coffee mug. "What?"

"I'll let you use an encrypted call so you can talk to someone. I'm sure you'd want to talk to someone other than me," America smiled at him before downing his cup of dark coffee. UK nodded in agreement, not taking his eyes of a book while Aussie blinked.

"What about me? I talk to Philip too!"

"Someone other than me," America repeated, an irk appearing on his cheek. He glared at the country who crossed his arms.

Australia huffed, puffing his cheeks before facing Philip. "Who do you want to call?" He asked.

Philip thought for a moment. "How about an old friend? I want to say hello."

"Alright," America smiled. "If that makes you feel better."

He chuckled. "Thank you, Ame."

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"I'll be right back. I need to take this call," Martial said, holding his hand up to show a ringing phone.

Mexico nodded before turning his attention back to his laptop. "Go on. I'm almost finished hacking corporate security. We'll be able to know Philip's whereabouts in no time." He grinned.

Martial took this as a sign to leave. He walked out of the cafe with the doors jingling above him. Mexico quickly typed in more code, eyes scanning over dozens of tabs. Suddenly, his phone rang.

Not bothering to check the caller ID, he answered, "Hello?"

"Mexico!"

His blood ran cold. Wha- The country immediately removed the phone from his ear, checking who was calling him.

Unknown.

He shakily brought his phone back to his ear, biting his nails in confusion. This wasn't real.

"Hello...? Mexico? Are you-... er- are you there?"  Philip stuttered. Worry was evident in his voice. "I can't hear you."

"Uh- I'm here," Mexico quickly said, panic lacing his tone. He breathed in and out, calming his nerves. "I'm here," Mexico repeated.

"That's good. Um... I'm using an encrypted call thing so that you won't be able to track my location. I don't want the top hacker to know where I am," Philip chuckled. "I missed you."

His lighthearted tone made Mexico relax even more. He leaned back into his seat, a breathless sigh escaping his lips. "That's right. I missed you too."

"What are you doing right now?" Philip asked.

"Coding," Mexico chuckled. "You?"

"Nothing, just talking to you. I'm in a pretty quiet place. It's neat."

So he is in a province.

"That's nice. Is the weather warm?"

Mexico narrowed his eyes. He needed to subtly get info out of him.

"Yeah. But not too warm. Anyways, enough about me. What about you? Did you drink water yet?" Philip asks.

Mexico pursed his lips. "Uh- yeah."

"That's good. Remember to stay hydrated." The smile on Philip's face was evident, even to Mexico.

Guilt bubbled in his heart. Philip sounded happy. Was he really going to sell him out?

He glanced at Martial who was still outside the cafe. Heart thumping against his chest, he breathed in sharply. "Shit."

Philip raised a brow. " What's wrong?"