I Don't Love You Like I Did Yesterday USUK

Chapter 1 : 10 days left

America's POV:

Its five the afternoon on April 2, 1861 when I look over at England, whose reading a book at the moment. We've been dating for a few months.. I had to talk with England about That. I call it that because we never talked about it after. He forgave me I forgave him. that was the last we said of it.To me it was still a bad topic choice and was to be avoided at all costs. All the other countries avoided it for us too, except that damn France. Sometimes to tease Arthur he mentions it.

I am jerked out of that thought when England pulls my sleeve towards him. "cuddle me," he says blushing. I smile and pull him onto my lap into a cuddle. He starts to read his book again, while I play with his hair. It feels so right to hold him like this. I stop playing with his hair to put my arms around him and my head in the crook his neck. Soon i fall asleep holding on to him.

Arthur's POV:

Out of the corner of my eye, I can see Alfred's hair. Feeling his breathing that is falling on my neck, I can tell he's asleep. He's been so tired lately from work. His boss has had him deal with so many problems in between the southern and northern states. As soon as he is next to me he relaxes and finally falls asleep. When we go to bed, if I move during the night he wakes in fright and looks for me immediately. He always mumbles something about broken pieces and drags me back to the bed again once I finish whatever I was doing. If I have to leave in the morning, no matter how early he wakes up with me and doesn't sleep till I get back. That time I had to return to England for 4 days, I came back to a house smelling like coffee and him sitting there half asleep with dark bags under his eyes doing paperwork. He immediately dragged me to the couch so I could do paperwork while he slept with his head on my lap.

Because I know he is like this, I let him sleep while I read my book. when I finish it I wake him up. "I'll make din-." He interrupts me with a quickly said no, and he gets up to make dinner. Once we eat supper, I allow him to drag me to bed. This is where we will stay, until the nightmares come to haunt him.

9 Days Left

Alfred's POV:

Waking up in bed, I see Arthur is still asleep. I get up have some coffee and start signing the documents my boss sent to me by mail this morning. I still don't feel OK after last night's nightmare. All I see is another me staring at me with an evil grin. He starts to threaten to take over and to kill me. When I said I could win against him, he looked away and said, "Arthur can't. Now can he?" he started to run from me and fire appeared in his hands. I saw Arthur's home being burned down along with mine. This guy didn't care. He would do anything to win.

Then I saw Arthur standing there crying. "Why did you do it Alfred?" He only saw me burning his home down. He doesn't see it was a twin of me! He went on saying he would kill me for what I had done if I don't kill myself first. I keep feeling like I'm being pulled into two places one of being scared and another of craving destruction.

I look over at my coffee and toast, suddenly not feeling hungry I went over to the trash can and threw my toast then dumped the coffee out the window. All my work was done for the day, so I might as well try to get other things done. Notice the house is no where near clean. I hate cleaning but because I was bored I started the cleaning process. This was going to be a long day.

England's POV:

I woke up late this morning to smell lemons. Confused, I walked into the living room to see it sparkling. I saw Alfred through the living room in the kitchen. He was scrubbing the floor with determination on his face. "Alfred? What are you doing?" He turned his head towards me "Hi, Arthur, I'm just cleaning up because I was bored."

I walk over to him and help him up. He grins at me and says, "I surprised you, didn't I?" I smile and nod at him. Putting my arms around his neck, I lean in until our noses touch. His eyes light up and his arms fall around me. He leans in further and kisses me, but when I lean into this kiss he starts to back up. I let go of him and he burst down the hallway into the loo (bathroom). I here him throwing up. I run in to see him bent over the toilet.

When he rises I see a little line of blood running down the side of his mouth. "America, are you OK?" He just turns to me with a cold glare. I back up cautiously. "Alfred why are you staring at me like that?" Alfred finally starts to speak, "I am America, but my name isn't anything as dreadful as Alfred, its Ash."

Well this is my first chapter so be kind. I might write short chapters but they will be this way so you can see the meaning of each one. I do put days together mostly because the chapters are too short. Sorry about that. Anyway, don't be afraid to rip into me with critical teeth, I need it.

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