England x Reader

Amelia's Here... -_-'

Like I said guys, going to be slow at updating now because I'll be very busy for the next 3 weeks but once it's all over I'll be back to writing as much and as often as I want ^-^ Enjoy guys - A/N

Your POV:

"Mmmm," I groaned as I stretched in bed. I yawned and rolled over, snuggling into the warmth beside me. 'Wait. Warm?' I felt something solid next to me and my eyes shot open. "Um..." Arthur was lying next to me, one arm under my head, the other draped across my waist. I tensed. He mumbled something and his eyes fluttered open. We lay there, for a brief moment, calculating our position. Our eyes widened in shock and we both sprang away from each other.

"AHHHHHHHH!" I screamed.

"GAHHHHHHH!" He yelled.

"AHHHHHHHHHH!" We cried in unison.

CLICK

"PAHAHAHAHA!" Amelia rolled off the bed laughing her head off and clutching her sides. Arthur and I stared in horror at her. "THAT WAS PRICELESS!" She yelled, wiping away her tears and struggling to contain her laughter. 

"WHAT THE HELL?!" We shouted, jumping off the bed, ready to attack the laughing American. 

"I'MSORRY, I'MSORRY, I'MSORRY, I'MSORRY, I'MSORRY, I'MSORRY, I'MSORRYYYYY!" She screamed as she sprinted out of the room, running down the long hall, with us running behind her in fury. Arthur bolted ahead and rugby tackled her to the ground, holding her arms behind her back and pushing his weight on her as she tried to wriggle out of his grasp. "[Name]! Get the camera!" Arthur shouted as he struggled to contain the shrieking girl. I grabbed her hand and ripped the object from her grasp. 

"NOOOOO! TRAITOR!" She yelled.

"YOU'RE THE TRAITOR HERE!" I shouted angrily and switched it on, deleting every picture she took of us. I shuddered. 'How many did she take?!' I thought.

I finally deleted the last one. "Done," I said grimly. Arthur stood up and I chucked the camera to him.

He caught it swiftly. "Thank you, [Name]," He said darkly and he looked as though he wanted to crush the camera in his hands. He stopped and glared at the girl on the floor. His body language was dangerously calm and, for once, Amelia was silent as she stared fearfully at Arthur. "Just. What. Are. You. Doing. Here?" He said slowly, his voice dripping with venom. We both glared at Amelia. She shivered. 

"W-well, that's a funny q-question!" She squeaked, laughing nervously as she stood up, cowering against the wall.

"You have 5 seconds to explain yourself," Arthur's voice began to rise threateningly.

"I'M SORRY! I SAW THAT [NAME] WAS HERE AND I THINK YOU TWO LOOKED SO CUTE TOGETHER SO I THOUGHT IT WOULD BE FUN TO TAKE PICTURES OF YOU TWO IN BED SNUGGLING! PLEASE DON'T KILL ME!!!!" She screamed and rushed her words as she got onto her knees in a bowing position. Arthur's face turned red as he boiled with rage. He was about to speak, when he stopped, realisation hitting him. He groaned. "Ugh...I forgot you were coming over to hear [Name] sing," He muttered. Amelia bounced up and nodded frantically. She turned to me, completely forgetting the previous incident. "YOU'RE GONNA SING FOR ME, YAY!" She jumped up and down, taking my hands and spinning me round. I yanked myself out of her grasp and put my hand up to stop her.

"How on earth did you manage to lift both of us?" I asked, incredibly confused.

"Oh! That was easy! AS THE HEROINE, I HAVE TO ALWAYS BE READY FOR ACTION!" She flexed her arm muscles and I stared at her with a 'Really?' expression. Arthur rolled his eyes in the background. "Although..." She mumbled, turning to Arthur with a smirk. She began patting him down, feeling his arm muscles and poking his torso. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" Arthur shrieked, pushing her away.