APH America x Reader

Chapter 6

"Alfie! Cover me here! I gotta reload!" I said, mashing the controller's colored buttons. He turned and fired a spray of ammo at the advancing opponents. I laughed.

"There! Thank me later, bro!" He said returning to the enormous amount of enemies.

We were back at my house after the incident. Cans of soda sat next to us in my F/C painted room. We were stationed in our beanbag chairs, mine F/C and his a shade of blue that matched his eyes. My tv boomed with the noises of war. Call of Duty was one of Alfred's favorites.

"Alright, now that's enough of Call of Duty, let's play some Mario Kart!" He said, switching the CDs out on my console. The colorful racing game popped up on the screen, and we readied our hands for the duel. The controllers were warm from our body heat, and we were sweating from the intense battle.

I was going to kick his ass.

We were tied until the last race. I am the best at Rainbow Road, me being a very careful driver when it comes to drifting. Alfred just guns the whole thing, and falls off the track several times. I am in first place, and he is in third.

"Haha! That proves that girls are just as good at g-"

My excited exclamation was stifled by soft lips pressing onto mine.

I gasped and opened my eyes wider. He pulled away, blushing up a storm.

He got up immediately.

"Y/N, I'm so sorry, I just ruined everything, oh my god, oh my god!"

"Wait Alfie!" I tried to stop him, but he ran out of my room, a huge blush settled on his face. I heard my front door slam closed.

I didn't try to stop him. I simply turned off the video game and laid on my bed, touching my lips. Was I blushing? Probably.

Why did Alfred kiss me? I didn't think he liked me, and I was okay with that. It's just that it was so sudden. What had even triggered it?

Well, I had just beaten him at video games. That usually makes him angry. But to think that beating him at MarioKart was hot or something, is completely unlike him.

And I feel like he's being changing a lot lately. It scares me. Is he going to stop being my friend? Is that what's going to happen? With him being so unpredictable, who even knows? I don't like this.

And I still don't think he likes me. I think he just made a mistake, and I was going to fix it.

I marched over to his house in my bare feet and knocked on the door.

Matt answered it quickly.

"Hello, Y/N, it's a fine day, eh?" Matt said, inviting me in.

"Did Alfred come back here?" I questioned, getting straight to the point.

"Yeah, he's in his room. He seemed upset. Want to come in?" I nodded, walking up to Alfred's room impatiently.

"-still 155? I could have sworn-" the voice cut off.

Is Alfie on his xbox already? Sounds like he's trying to get a higher score or something.

I knocked.

"Alfie? Can I come in?" I asked quietly. I heard a small short intake of breath, and then he walked over and opened the door.

"Thanks." I said, walking in and sitting on his Pokemon themed bedspread. Pikachu was next to me.

"Y/N, that was a mistake. I didn't mean to do that." He tried to explain.

"Alfie, I'm not mad about it." I said effortlessly.

He started, looking at me. "You're not? How come?"

Oh boy, this really puts pressure on me. I can't just say that I like him or something. There's no good answer to this.

Aw hell, why not?

The filter between my mouth and my heart broke, letting a stream of words spout out of my mouth.

"Alfred, I kinda liked it. Really. I think-" I swallowed, my heart racing in my chest. "I think I'm in love with you."

Oh my god. What did I just do.

He blushed as hard as he did when he kissed me. He sat down next to me, looking at me. My face heated up, and I looked down.

"Y/N, I think I'm in love too." He said. My heart stopped.

"You like me?" I said, in complete disbelief.

We both stared at each other in disbelief.

It may have been five minutes, maybe more. We didn't say anything.

"W-we've been friends for almost ten years. How long have you liked me?" I asked, afraid of the answer. I was afraid of any answer he might have given me.

He gave a long sigh, slouching.

"Ever since you roundhouse kicked that kid who was making fun of me." He told me.

"Alfie, that was when we met." I breathed out.

"Yeah. I remember all of it. I was on a bench in the park, playing game-boy when this kid came to me and called me four eyes. And you," He made a fist with his hand and punched his other palm. "Kicked his butt. I remember thinking, "Holy shit, that girl is so badass. She would be so awesome to be friends with. And the game changer," he paused suspensefully, a grin on his face. "Is when you asked me about my Pokemon team. That's when." He said.

"I always thought you never liked me, Alfie. we were always strictly friends, so... and then I remember when our parents came to pick us up, and I was cheering you on while you were defeating the gym leader. And it turned out we hardly lived five minutes walking distance away," I reminisced.

"I thought you never liked me." Alfred said.

"So, what do we do now?" I shook my head. He took a deep breath and gently took my hands.

"Y/N, will you be..."

Later, we were perched in an apple tree in the forest west of Dad's farm.

"Alfie, I can tell something's going on. Are you okay?" I asked.

The apples were still everywhere, and hovered, hanging from branches around us. Alfred's arm was around my shoulders, and he was holding me close. I looked at him, waiting for the answer to the past few weeks.

"I'm fine, I don't know why you would think that..." Alfred looked away, at the bunches of apples a few feet away.

"Well, anyway, aren't you hyped for the new release of..." He changed the subject, rambling on, then he suddenly stopped.

"I still need to apologize for kissing you all of a sudden. That was rude and uncalled for, Y/N. I am so sorry. I feel like there's a lot of things I need to apologize for. I've kinda been a douche, I don't know why you would want to date me." He said, kicking his legs that were hanging off the comfy branch we were on.

"I accept, and there's no need to apologize." I told him. I reached out to flick his cowlick with my forefinger and thumb. He recoiled like I had punched him.

"Hey, don't do that!" He said, batting my hand away.

"Pfft, you deserve it." He looked apologetic again.

"Buuuuuuuuut you also deserve this," I said, giving him a passionate kiss. He wrapped his arms around my waist and we almost fell out of the tree.

A/N: well that just happened. Umm. vote if u liked it, because I don't know how I feel about this chappie.

Sayonara （≧∇≦）