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Chapter 6- My Best Friend's Brother- AustriaXReader

You walked into your good friend Elizibeta's house. She had invited you over for company, while her brother was doing work: or so you thought.

You had an insanely huge crush on her brother. You didn't want her to know that, much less him. You believed it was safe for you to come over and hang. Then, a huge man in a suit called Elizibeta into a conference room.

"Hold on." She whined to the man. "______, Roderich's in the office. You can go talk to him while I do this." She smiles and wlaks into a room. You manage to fake out a smile until she turned the corner.

"No!" You squeak to yourself. "He's not supposed to be here!"

"Who's not?" You hear a voice from behind you echo. You turn quickly to see Roderich standing in the hallway.

"Uh, um, n-n-nobody!" You lie. He squints and rolls his eyes, stepping towards you.

"Good grief, _____! Don't you take care of yourself?!" He states, wiping the hair from your eyes. "You need a haircut and why is your face all of a sudden white?"

You look away quickly. "Uh, no reason. I know... Well, nice seeing you Roderich! Uh, bye!" You yell, running down the hallway. You run into a corner and sit there for a while. When you believe the coast is clear, you walk down the hallway.

Suddenly, amiable music fills your ears. Your jaw drops as you look to go find where it was coming from. The music got louder and louder until you walked by the office. You saw Roderich playing a piano, looking down at the music with his eyes closed. You move out of the doorway and smile.

Your foot starts to glide across the floor. You begin to dance in the hallway, singing softly as well. You do your best to keep away from the door. You accidentally cross the doorway and close your eyes. You don't notice until you hear the music fade. You hear boots clonk on the floor. You stop singing and dancing and immediately and open your eyes to Roderich's smiling face.

"Nice dancing you've got there, ______; and your voice is lovely, too. Someone would be lucky to have someone with your calibor of talent. I'm impressed." He states, leaning against the wall.

You stand up straight and smile, blushing a little. "Thank you, Roderich. I loved your music. Did you write that? Or did you sight read it?"

He chuckles a bit. "I wrote it. Nice to know that someone thinks so." You turned away from him and fiddled with your thumbs. "What's wrong?" He asks kindly.

"Nothing." You lie again. You feel his hand gentlely rub your shoulder. Your spine turns cold and you shiver a bit.

He sighs and shrugs. "Say, I've been trying to get some of my music sent throughout my people, and, well, people like vocals in their music these days. I have the words written, but the problem is, I don't have a vocalist to sing them. Would you like to help?" You stop dead. You nod slowly, unable to say no. "Good, now follow me."

He grabs your hand and leads you back into the room. He hands you a piece of paper with notes and and words written above them. He pats the spot next to him, gesturing you to sit beside him. You gulp and do so. He smiles and breaths.

He starts playing the notes. You wait until the words line up with the music and began to sing the words written on the paper.

About half an hour passes and you finish getting everything down and recorded.

"Thank you so much for doing this for me." He implores, smiling. You nod and stare into his deep eyes and smile. "Your voice suits the music well. It really is quite beautiful."

You blush a little, seeing his do the same. You wonder why, but nod and try to keep a straight face. "Thank you. You did most of the work. You wrote the words, the notes. Everything about this piece is because you did so amazing on it."

He smiles, nodding. "Thanks." He places his hand on top of yours. You both jerk away for a moment, having the same look of distant wanting and sorrow. You both realize it, and stare at each other for another minute, then, you hop into his arms and he holds you close to his heart. You both let the tears seep out of your eyes.

"It hurts so much!" You sniffle. He nods, still holding you close and letting his tears stain your (h/c) hair.

"I know it hurts. I wish she could realize that I love her." he states.

"I wish he knew how I felt." You cry out, full of sorrow.

"Why don't you just tell him? I'm sure he will love you back. You're amazing." He asks.

"No he won't! He'll end what's going on now."

"No he won't. If he does, you can come to me. I will be there to comfort you."

"No you won't!"

"Why not?"

"Because I love you!" You squeak, burying your face into his chest.

"Wait, what?" He questions, confused.

'You're the one I love, Roderich." You repeat.

"I-I am?" He asks again.

"Yes! Don't make me say it again." You retort.

He lifts your chin up so you could stare into his eyes. He wipes off your tears and brushes your hair out of your eyes. "I love you too." He whispers. He grabs your face and kisses you ever so sweetly. You, without think of the consequences, kissed him back. You pulled away and stood up.

"W-Well, we can't be together, Roderich, not matter how much either one of us want it." You sigh, your voice full of despair.

"And why not?" he implores.

"Your sister is my best friend! Best friends don't date family, unless the don't care. Your sister would kill me if she found out. I love you so much, but that's why I try not to come over when I think you're here. I don't want that."

"Well, that's okay, ______." You hear Elizabeta say. You quickly turn around.

"Elizibeta! Its not what you-"

"Yes it is. I don't mind! You two can do whatever you like, as long as its not when you're here for girl time." She smiles. "Like today. You guys can go on a date tomorrow! Oh and I can lend you some of my pretty dresses! Come on!" She yanked your hand and dragged you down the hall. You wave to Roderich and smile.

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"Elizibeta? Are you sure about this? Do I look decent enough? Will he think I'm pretty?" You ask constantly the next day.

"Think you're pretty? No! He will think you are beautiful! You look amazing already, and I don't even have to put make-up on you yet! If I do, he might not ever leave your side!" She smiles.

You look at the mirror and look at yourself. You did look more appealing in your eyes than you usually did.

"Come on, now, ______! He's waiting for you!" She grabbed your arm and ran down the hallway.

At the turn, she looked around the corner. She let go of your arm and shoved you out there. "Break a leg!" She whispered. You nodded and walked down the hallway to Roderich, who was waiting by the door. Elizibeta look from around the corner.

When you reached his side, he smiled and took your arm. "Let's go, shall we, beautiful?" he asked. You nodded and looked straight.

"That sounds good." He opened the door for you and helped you step out. You could barely see Elizibeta holding up her thumbs. You smiled and walked Roderich's car, ready to give it a shot.