Forgetting Home | Hetalia x Reader

Chapter 1

The morning light shone through a window. You turned in the bed as scrunched up your face annoyed by the light and... The noise. There where several loud voices talking (more like screaming) downstairs. "Ok, Ok! Calm down I've got some upstairs!" A voice yelled above the others. It went silent. Someone cleared their throat.

"Ugh." You sighed, they where so loud. Foot steps sounded coming up the stairs. You turned in your bed to face the doorway. "Hold on a second wanker!!" The voice yelled down the stairs. You slowly blinked you e/c eyes open as you heard a hand on the handle.

{time freeze}

Suddenly three things I occurred to you. First, this was not your room.. You couldn't remember what your room looked like, but this definitely wasn't it. Not one thing was familiar. Second, you where missing your clothes, all you wore was a color t-shirt and some shorts. How'd I get into these? You wondered, but third... Someone you didn't know was about to stomp into the unknown room you lay in. Who else was in this house with you?

{ time unfreeze }

The door handle turned and the door creaked slightly as the door opened. Some guy with blonde hair and green eyes stepped into the room. You sat up in bed quickly, your cheeks pinked and you looked at him in confused. The man stopped in his tracks and looked at you for two seconds. He quickly turned and walked quietly out the door, before slamming it shut.

The air was a heavy weight in your chest as you tried to breathe. Suddenly you heard screaming outside your door, "WHAT THE BLOODY HELL?!?" There was a sound of glass shattering down stairs and several pairs of foot steps stomping up the stairs.

"Dude, what's wrong old man?" A loud voice asked. "I- in -t -the room..." A shaking British accent replied. "What's wrong mouton noir?" A French accent interrupted. "You're not making sense dude." "G- g- " there was a sigh before a loud voice interrupted. "GOAT? Is there a goat in your room?"

Someone kicked open the door, you weren't seeing things? Weird. A light brown haired man with glasses looked into the room and stopped. You grabbed the covers pulling them to your chest. "Oh. Girl.... You meant girl." He said looking at you. "What?!" A man pushed past The brown haired guy. (So many men :-:) "z~there's no way England could possibly have a g-" he looked at you. You stared at the three boys looking at you.

The one with glasses spoke, "Whoa dude!! Arthur brought a girl home!! And she's in his bed!" He was basically yelling. Your face reddened, "I- I-" "I did no such thing! I've never seen this girl in my life!" The British boy interrupted you. "Then why is she in your bed, hmm?" The long haired blonde asked. "Well obviously because... Because... Why are you in my bed?" You looked around the room, good question you thought.