I Can't Help If My Awesome-ness Overwhelms You! (Prussia x Reader)

You Crazy Prussian!

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DISCLAIMER: I, CrazyBritishGirl, do not own Hetalia or any of the characters. They belong to the brilliant mind of Hidekaz Himaruya.

You had been going to school for three weeks now and Gilbert was as infatuated as ever. 

"IT'S FRIDAY! WOO HOO!" Antonio shouted, running into Gilbert's room closely followed by Francis. The walked into Gilbert's room to find the Prussian in his school uniform grinning like a maniac on the edge of his bed. "Uuh, amigo?" Antonio asked, edging closer to the grinning Gilbert. "Mm?" Gilbert answered, staring into space, still grinning. "Why are you grinnning like a weirdo?" Francis asked his friend. "Because I have devised an awesomely brilliant plan to make (First Name) love me." "Okaay...?" Antonio said, not liking his friend's crazy grin. "Well, what are we waiting for? We're gonna be late for school!" Gilbert cried, rushing out of the room. "He's worried about being late for school??" Francis asked, shocked "What is wrong with him?!" he said as he left the room followed by Antonio.

You were at school in the crowded hallway talking to Alicia when you saw the Gilbert walking towards you, followed by an unsure looking Antonio and an amused Francis. "(First Name)!" Gilbert shouted "I need to say something!" everyone turned when they heard Gilbert shout. "Gilbert, be quiet! Everyone's staring!" you hissed. "I don't care, (First Name)!" Gilbert shouted, yet again. "I, Gilbert Beilschmidt, love you (First Name) (Last Name)!" he then pulled you to him and kissed you right on the lips. The hall went deadly quiet then errupted into wolf whistles and shouts of "Go Gil!" from Antonio and Francis. Gilbert pulled away and smirked down at you. You, needless to say, were speechless. "G-Gilbert...?" was all you managed to choke out. "You will go out with me tomorrow night! I'll pick you up at six!" Gilbert cried and before you could try to say anything, Alicia said "She would LOVE to, Gilbert!" she then grabbed your arm and pulled you to your first class. When you got to the classroom, Alicia did a weird little victory dance and sang "I told you so, I told you so. I TOLD YOU SO!" You grinned and said "Yeah, you told me so, you were right. Yadda, yadda, yadda." You were ecstatic that you were going out with Gilbert tomorrow, you hadn't realized your feelings for him until he told you how he felt in the hallway. Then the bell rang, ending your converstion for a while.

After school, you went home with Alicia...she had insisted on coming home with you so she could help pick out the 'perfect outfit' for your date with Gilbert. You really didn't get the whole 'perfect outfit' thing...they were just clothes, right? Apparantly not, no. Not according to Alicia anyway. "Okay, so since you don't know where you're going, I'm gonna have to find you something casual, but not too casual and formal, but not too formal." she said, sorting through the clothes in your wardrobe. "God woman, they're just clothes, for crying out loud!" you groaned, flopping down onto your bed. Then, a thought occured to you. "Wait...I didn't give Gilbert my phone number or my adress...how's he gonna  find me?" Alicia looked somewhat guilty. "Well," she said, "I knew he liked you, so I kinda sorta gave him your number and...maybe I possibly gave him your adress?" she questioned/asked, cringing away from the angry outburst that she thought was imminent. You were quiet, not sure how to react to this new information...should you be angry? Well, yes. He could've been some crazy stalker dude that was obsessed with you or something...but on the other hand, you were somewhat happy that Alicia gave him those details. So you just decided to shrug and say "Well...thanks, I guess?" Alicia looked relieved that you weren't angry with her and went back to sorting through your clothes. After about five minutes, she finally found the 'perfect outfit' for your date. "You shall wear this!" she cried theatrically, shoving the clothes in your face. You pushed her hand back a bit so you could see the clothes and had to admit that the girl had taste. It was just a pair of black skinny jeans with your favourite (favourite colour) flowy t-shirt and a pair of black gladiator sandals with a few silver studs near the buckle. "Alright, I'll wear that." you said as Alicia carefully put the clothes on a hanger and put it back in the closet while she put the shoes at the foot of your bed. "Well, I'm going home now (First Name)!" she said as she walked out of your room, followed by you. "Tell me how the date goes!" and with that, she started her car and drove off, leaving you to turn back to your house, have dinner and go to bed, excited for your date.

Ugh, sorry for the lame-ness of this chapter. I just really could not think of anything else to write. Oh, well. I'll hopefully get better at writing the more I do...so, yeah. Peace, me out!