Hetalia One-Shots (CountryxReader)

Sk8er Boi (America)

     "Alfred!" you yelled, running towards him. He turned around.
     "Hiya, (Nickname!)" He waved. You blushed but waved back. "Are you free today?" You shook your head.

     "Sorry, I have ballet." Alfred frowned, but quickly regained his cheerful look.
     "Oh, that's okay! Tell me when you're not busy, (Name)!" Alfred grinned and ran away. You smiled sadly and looked at the ground.

     "I don't think I'll ever be able to hang out with you though, Alfred F. Jones." You sighed.

~~~

     You were just a normal teenager crushing on a punk. Sadly, your friends don't seem to like him. "Why don't you like him?" you asked one day. They looked at one another.
     "Well, I mean look at his baggy clothes!"
     "I don't think he showers!"

     "He's just, ugh!" your friend exclaimed with a sour look. You frowned.
     "I suppose I can find someone else then," you said. Your friends smiled.
     "Yeah!"

     "That's better!"
     "I know this one cute guy you could date! His name is..." 

~~~ 

     "I like you." You stared at Alfred.
     "Wh-what?" You nervously laughed. "Stop joking, it's not April Fool's yet!" He shook his head.
     "I'm not joking, (Name). I truly love you." You thought about what your friends said the other day. Oh boy, you were probably going to regret this decision.

     "I'm sorry, I can't." You turned around. "See you later." Alfred glanced at your retreating form and kicked a wall.
      "Dammit! What went wrong?" 

~~~ 

     Five years later you were sitting on the couch, feeding your baby. You felt lonely sitting all by yourself at home, knowing there will be no one to greet, "Welcome home! How was work?" You turned on the television and your eyes widened. It was Alfred on MTV! Carefully putting the baby down, you went and grabbed your cell phone. 

     "Hello?"
     "Did you see MTV?!" you exclaimed.
     "Yeah! We have tickets to see him perform! Wanna come along?" You nodded and then realized your friend can't see you nod. 

     "Sure! I don't have anything to do tonight. Let me call a babysitter first."
     "Alright, see you later!" 

     You were standing in the sea of fangirls. Your friends' faces were practically glowing! Their smiles were so wide it looked like they were going to split their faces in half! You turned back to the stage and watched Alfred perform. He was really good at the guitar, you noted. 

     After the performance was over, you tried to find him. You saw his cowlick and you were about to go over until you saw him holding hands with another girl. They were smiling and laughing together. You could almost feel your heart drop. He had a girlfriend. Of course he did, with that popularity, why wouldn't he? 

      Besides, five years ago you rejected him when he confessed to you.

~~~ 

     Your eyes shot open. What time was it? You looked at the clock and it read "6:00AM." Taking a deep breath, you calmed down. Was it all a dream? It seemed very realistic though. Is it a prediction for the future? Never mind that, today is Saturday and you have ballet practice. 

     You were unsure whether you should go or not. All of a sudden, a voice echoed in your head. You couldn't identify who it sounded like though. "Too bad you couldn't see the man that Alfred could be. There's more than what meets the eye, look at the soul deep inside." You were deep in thought. Skipping one lesson of ballet won't hurt, right? 

~~~ 

     "Alfred!" you yelled and practically tackled him.
     "Wh-whoa! (Nickname), what's wrong?!" You just buried your head in his chest.

     "I'm sorry about yesterday, please forgive me, Alfred." Tears began to stream down your face. It stained his shirt, but he didn't care right now. Alfred stroked your hair comfortingly, whispering softly for you to stop crying. He had no idea why you were crying, but you were. Your eyes were red and puffy from sobbing. You probably looked like a train wreck! 

     Taking deep breaths, you eventually calmed down and abruptly stood up, wiping your eyes. You must've made a huge scene, considering the two of you were in public! "I-I'm sorry, Alfred!" He got up and smiled.

     "It's okay! Man, that kinda hurt, though!"  
     "I'm really sorry for that, I wasn't thinking! Anyways, I have to tell you something." Alfred nodded his head.
     "Go on." 

     "Alfred F. Jones, I love you." He was surprised.
     "Really?"
     "Yes, I was being foolish when I gave you my answer yesterday. Something happened, and it made me realize I honestly loved you," you confessed. He engulfed you in a hug. 

     "Oh, (Name), I'm really happy to hear you love me back," he whispered. You hugged back. "I love you too, dear (Name)." He leaned down and gave you a kiss. 

~~~ 

     Your friends dumped you after they heard you were going out with Alfred. You didn't really care, they weren't real friends after all. Friends would be happy for you no matter what. Alfred was there to make you happy, so you soon forgot about the friends you used to know. Of course, you also made new friends, ones that respected you and love you for who you are. 

~~~ 

     You were at the studio, singing to your heart's content. You and Alfred wrote this song together; it was about a girl he used to know. You wondered, was the "girl he used to know" the old you? It could be, judging from the description. 

     "Five years, Alfred. Five years." You closed your eyes. "It's been five years since I've changed. I'm sorry for whatever mistakes I made in the past." You smiled.

    "I love you."