France POV.
"Goodbye everyone"
The world was moving in slow motion. His amore was on the ground, people were rushing towards him, there were yells and screams and all he could do is sit there in a state of horror.
His amore.
France had noticed that England was unhealthy and tried to talk to England multiple times, but he refused to say anything. He was getting so skinny and so tired and he was losing the fire in his eyes, and it scared him.
France wishes for England's trust but he knew that history of the past has its effect on people, him included. But the fire of the nation was dwindling out too fast. England always stood tall with his pride and fierceness no matter what was thrown at him. With a blazing sea of fire at his disposal and a hard glare that would make anyone think twice about crossing him. So what was being hurled his way now? What was serious enough to make such a great nation turn tail and run?
Francis believed everyone was scared for Arthur. That maybe, just maybe they would see what is happening. What the Briton was losing. He even turned down tea! TEA! EARL GREY TEA! If they hadn't noticed before now they should be ashamed.
France tried so hard to move and help but he sat with his mouth slightly open with sharp, shallow breaths. He was shaking so much. He was glued there, which his eyes trained on the group of people helping his amore. He couldn't speak nor move.
He didn't notice the tears spilling down his cheeks. He didn't notice that there were people around him. Nor did he hear the people talking to him. He couldn't even think straight.
Maybe now that England is like this he will talk to him. And if he doesn't, France will find another way for answers.
Ahh!!! Im sorry! I didn't put an authors note on the first chapter!
Forgive me for my forgetfulness.
However I would like to say:
Hi! How are you?
I hope you enjoyed this because it was a pleasure to write! And there is more angst to come!
MUUWHAHAHA!
I'm a mean person sorry.
I don't bite much so don't be afraid to comment!
~Nigel No-Body OUT!!
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