We locked gazes and I nodded, going silent to let him speak.
"You think I'm a bad guy. But I promise I'm not here to bring you any harm, whatsoever."
"I know I've..just met you...but I've grown...attached?" Ludwig put a hand on my cheek and scooted our faces closer, our lips so close to touching.
I felt myself blush and I pulled away. "I just dont trust you-"
I was stopped by a soft kiss placed on my lips, from the blond German.I wanted to pull away. I wanted to stop kissing him. It was wrong. But, I couldn't.
My body melted and I felt like ice cream under direct sunlight.
My face turned hot and I sweated nervously, getting very flustered.Ludwig pulled away and smiled, and I felt like everything in my body had collapsed.
I couldn't get up and retreat. I was stuck.
"That..."
Ludwig chuckled. "I know. It was slightly different, but you know..it wasn't all that bad. Was it?"
I shook my head and cralwed on Ludwig's lap, snuggling into him.
Ludwig wrapped his strong, firm arms around me and held me close. Almost...protectively.
I closed my eyes and got comfortable, falling asleep like that.
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I awoke at someone running, carrying me in a uncomfortable position.
I looked around and noticed people shouting and screaming again.They're back.
Ludwig ran into the house, slamming the door and screaming.
"THEY'RE BACK! HIDE- PLEASE!" He put me down and looked into my eyes, his body trembling with fear.
"I just met you. I'm sorry if this is weird. But- ich leibe dich. Now go! Go!"
I looked at him, really confused and thoughts banging around my head."What's does-" Ludwig dragged me to the cellar door and growled, flipping it open. He glared at me with saddened eyes and frantically shoved me down the stairs roughly.
"GO." "NOW." The door was shut and boots thumped against the floor. I heard a slight cry out in pain and a body slam against the wooden floor boards.
The body was then dragged out of the house and screaming was heard again, and then it stopped.
It was over.
But- why? What happened?My feet trembled as I walked up each step, heading to the cellar door.
I flipped it open and looked around, making sure I wasn't going to get attacked. And to my surprise...Ludwig was gone.
Gone?
He literally disappeared. Gonzo. He left.
I knew it. I knew I couldn't trust him. He left me after collecting stupid information about me and my family. Now we're going to die.
Terrific.
Terr.i.fic.
I climbed out of the cellar and looked around, nothing was touched.
Cold wind hit me, coming inside from the open door and I got goose bumps and shook.
Did he actually leave? Or...
Was he taken?
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Unacceptable (GerIta) (Holocaust) (Boyxboy)
Fanfic(I dont own Hetalia!) (BoyxBoy!) (WARNING: This story contains derogetory scenes and words, about Nazism, Jews, and Graphic scenes in the concentration camps, I have NOTHING against anyone.) The date was June 14, 1940. This was the date of when the...