~y/n pov~
I walk out of the shower.Drying my hair and walking to my room.Alfred was coming over so I want to look nice of course.
I go get dress in a (f/c) dress that's stops about mid thigh.I walk down stares and sat on the couch in the front room.
~America's pov~
I check I had ever thing.locked up.And head for my car,I then hoped in and started to drive over to your house.I turn the music on.
'Uptown funk' was playing.I began to sing to it with out paying much tention.
"Fill my cup,put some liquor in it
Take a sip,sign a check
JULIO,get the stretch
Ride to harlem,Hollywood
Jackson , Mississippi
If we show up,we gon' show out
Smother than a fresh dry skippy"I pull up to the light.It was red so I waiter tapping my finger to the beat.The light changed so I started to drive.
"I'm too hot(hot damn )"
I sang the backup over my shoulder
"Called a police and a fireman
I'm too hot (hot damn)"I did the same from before.
"Make a dragon wanna retire
I'm too hot (hot damn)"I stop at the next light.
'I'm gonna be late'
I texted (y/n) telling you.
The light changed.I began to drive.As I drove I saw a light coming from my side.I was immediately hit.
Air bags never went off.Everything felt as thought it was in slow motion.We skidded.My car finally stopped.
Everything started to get blurry.And I heard the ambulance sirens.the light was blinding come from the car.
My door open and I was put on a strecher.
"He's barley breathing"
Said the medics
I turn.i knew I wasn't going to make it...I look at the parametric,griping his arm.
*playing faintly in background*
"Don't belive me just watch uh
Don't belive me just watch uh
Don't belive me just wat-
Don't belive me-""Tell....tell y/n....I love her....."
With that my eyes fluder closed as a single tear ran down.
"Watch..."
~time skip~
~y/n pov~I paced and paced.
'He should of been her by now..'
A wave of worry crashed into me.There was a knock at the door.I smiled and ran to it.I open the door.the cops were there...
"Are y/n l/n?"
They way the man said my name sounded bad.
"Yes?"
He took his hat off.
"I'm sorry....but Alfred f. Jones was in a car accident...and past away."
My eyes widen.my eyes began to water.he reached into his pocket.and handed me a little velvet box.
I hold in my hand,and open to see and beautiful Dimond ring.I crash to the floor and began to sob.
'He was gonna propose...'
"His last words were....to tell you he loved you...."
I just sat there a sobbing mess.I felt cold wrapped around me.My eyes widen.
~Alfred....I'm going to miss you.....~
YOU ARE READING
America x reader uptown funk
RandomI got the inspiration to this because a simular thing happend a many,many years ago.At the time my aunt was dating a real nice guy.he was on his way to propose to her and dyed...his last word for her were "tell *name*I love her" and so on.for some...