The Island Girl- Hetalia {Unfinished}

Chapter 11 part 2 of part 2- Bye bye beach!

Okay, so the name of this chapter comes from my friend randomly coming up to me and saying, "When is part 2 of part 2 gonna come out?" So, this chapter is dedicated to that friend, who brightened my day. Enjoy~ :)

P.s- yes, there is a 1D reference, and I do not own the song.

POV- New York

So, I had this feeling that it was gonna be a nice day. I woke up, then suddenly thought of her. It made me smile, to start the day like that. Then, I was bored, so I made the great idea of going to the beach! I invited everyone, and we went. It was pretty fun, but the greatest moment was just starting.

The sun had started to go down, but nobody really cared. I shook the water off of me as I came out of the water, laughing along with my girl-friend (NOT girlfriend. She's a girl, who is a friend. Get over it.) Ontario. She'd gotten over her initial shock of what had happened to Venice, and I assured her she was okay several times (though, I didn't actually know).

We started making our way up the beach again, getting to our towels to chill out for a bit. There were no clouds in the sky, and the sun was at a perfect angle to blaze at me. I smiled, closing my eyes. It was, indeed, perfect.

I was still relaxing, sorta tired from battling in the water, when I was shoved and rolled over. “The heck man, are you half-asleep?” I heard Ontario say as I opened a lid...and immediately closed it. “I got sand in my eyes!” I said, blinking at her, trying to force the small grains out. She just rolled her eyes and came closer.

“Okay, so, Alberta just told me that Italy and Ven were close up there. He said that maybe we should interrupt them! C'mon, it'll be fun!” She dragged me up, and pointed at the pair on the hill. 'He was right.' I thought, smirking. I quickly agreed after that, knowing that if I didn't, she would probably hit me.

So, Ontario, Alberta and I met up just beneath the hill. “What're we gonna do?” She asked, eager to cause even more trouble than usual. “Well, I thought about it, and you know that band, One Direction?” We both nodded, as we knew it very well. It was one of the things we bonded over, actually. We'd started randomly dancing whenever their songs came on in public.

“So obviously you guys know the song 'What Makes You Beautiful'. Well, we're gonna butcher it.” The three of us started giggling like crazy, and waited for our plan to unfold.

POV- Venice

I hadn't thought he'd actually kiss me. But, as he did, the trance I was in faded, and I got a chill down my spine. 'Something bad's about to happen...' I thought, just as I heard a loud voice.

You're insecure

Don't know what for

You're turning heads when you walk through the do-o-or

Don't need make up

To cover up

Being the way that you are is eno-o-ough

Everyone else in the room can see it

Everyone else but you-ou

I recognized it as Alberta's, and Italy pulled away. I watched, shocked, as New York and Ontario sang the chorus. I was very embarrassed as I noticed what they were singing about. When the singing abruptly ended, I looked up, face red to see England muttering, “Bloody twit...” and dragging Ontario away. As our eyes met, she realized what she'd done, and gave me a look of regret.

I couldn't stand the tension, so I got up and ran. I went back to the water, and, shockingly, started glaring at it. I heard gasps and even someone say “I didn't even know she could glare...”, but I didn't care. 'I think I actually hate something.' I thought to myself, crossing my arms. Suddenly, someone's hand grazed the skin on my shoulder. Whipping around, I came face-to-face with Italy.

I blushed and looked away. I knew he was worried and sorry for what had happened, and it was a little awkward between us. Then, he got an idea. “How about I help you swim?” I looked at him hopefully. “Y-you think you can?” I said quietly. He nodded, and I began to remember what I liked about him in he first place.

He cared.

POV- Ontario

I stood on a small but steep cliff on the edge of the water (like Gumi in Earth's Final Confession? Anybody? Okay, I'll shut up.). After seeing the look on her face, I felt really bad. It didn't help that England had lectured me right after, and I sorta felt like crying. But, I sucked it up, and went to this spot, which I thought was pretty.

I quickly felt another presence near, and turned my head a bit. Quebec walked up to me, looking out to the endless horizon. “Ahh, not that much fun here.” I cocked my head to the side, confused. “There's plenty of fun things to do here!” We were silent for a second, and I thought of something. “Welllll, if you're not having fun...”

Then I pushed him into the water. Laughing mercilessly, I watched as he surfaced, screaming at me. 'Is he...smiling?' I wondered, as I looked at him. I made a leaping jump, and landed in the cool water, a few feet away from him. I looked carefully around me, noting that the certain French Canadian was gone. I shrugged, and started swimming back to shore...when something caught my ankle.

“EEEEEK!” I shrieked loudly, seeing Quebec holding my ankle, an amused smirk on his face. I tried to get away, but failed miserably, and we wrestled, battling once again in the water. Some time into it, he decided it would be fun to dunk me into the water, and keep me there as long as possible.

Long story short, this ended with Canada separating and keeping a close eye on the both of us. I watched Italy and Venice, as the sun started to set, splashing around in the water. 'Hey, fate is fate.' I thought, smirking as I lay down on my towel. 'Maybe it was for the best.'

POV- Omniscient

Everyone started packing up then. Venice, of course, skipped with Italy to the car. Ontario and Quebec started silently fighting while Canada wasn't looking, and everyone was tired from the long day of fun. The Italian's looked to their fellow city/sister/friend, and decided, 'We'll stay juuuuust a bit longer.'

Venice looked out the car window and looked away. 'I'm gonna miss this when I go back to Italy- the place, I mean.' She thought, and with a yawn, shut her eyes, letting herself be immersed in a dreamless sleep.