Canada X Reader Fanfiction

chapter 1

"But why?" I call out to the disappearing shadow of a teen boy that once stood in front of me.
"No! Wait! I don't want to be here by myself." The sound of his footsteps can no longer be herd; for I am alone. A growing fear and sadness begun to bild inside as I stood there in the dark forest. "Why? Why did it have to be him?" Struggling to find my footing I fall to the ground. "Matthew..." My eyes begun to fill with tears. I could feel a lump form in my throat as I push myself up against a tree. Thinking back to what just happened tears begun to flow. "He said he hated me!" I hug my knees and hung my head. Letting all the sadness flow out like a river. Why dose his words hurt so much...? Why Matthew? Why do you hate me? I squeeze the sleeves of my jacket. "I love you" I said in a whisper. That's when everything begun to shake... But I just sat there... Doing nothing but cry. That's when I herd Matthew call my name.

I wake up to see Matthew shaking me gently. "[Y-n] are you ok?" The morning sun shines in my eyes making it herd to see him clearly. "Y-yes. I'm ok." Matthew released his hold on me while I sat up. "You were crying..." What? I gently touched my cheek and felt the wetness of tears. "It's ok I just had a bad dream."
"About what?"

"Oh it was abo-" I stopped myself from saying anything. I can't tell him what it was about! It might ruin our friendship. "I er, I can't tell you..." Matthew looked at me with worry written all over his face. "Oh ok. I get it." He gave me a warm smile and pushed the hair out of my face. "Do you want me to make you breakfast?" I could feel myself blush as I look at him. "O-oh sure. Thanks!"
"No thank you for helping me unpack!" I look around the room to see a bunch of boxes filled with hockey jerseys and household items. Hmm... That's weird. I don't remember anything from last night... Matthew looked at me with a light blush on his face. "What is it?! Do I have something on my face?!" I paniced for some reason and Matthew giggled "oh no I was just thinking. Sorry." He started twiddling his thumbs together. Hehe. He's so cute. "About what?" "Oh it's nothing. I should go make pancakes" and with that he left the room. I let out a small sigh thinking about how cute he is.

*Buzz* my phone went off. I quickly grabb it to see who's messaging me. It was a text from my mom.

Mon: "hey [Y-n] I started looking at those apartment buildings close by and I think you'll like them."

Matthew wasn't the only one moving. I had my own plans of getting a place. I didn't expect I'd be moving out at 18 as other people don't move out until 19 or 20 but Matthew wanted to move into a place of his own and I felt left behind. Matthew and I have always been together. When I was 3 he lived right across the street from me. Ever since then we've been really close. We practically grew up together. When we where 6 or 7 we would have sleepovers all the time. But that came to an end around 10 or 11 because my mom thought it was weird to be having boys spend the night at that age. At the age of 13 I started developing feelings for Matthew. Still to this day I like him; but I never can build up enough courage to tell him. I'm afraid he won't feel the same. I don't want to ruin the relationship we already have. He means so much to me I don't ever want to lose him.

I plopped the phone down on the bed that I was sleeping in. A yawn escaped my mouth as I lay my head on a pillow. "Mhmm. It smells like Matthew..." I hug the pillow and slowly drift off to sleep.