FrancexReader - Unexpected Love From the Past

Ch.1

Hello my lovelies! This is my first Hetalia reader insert story, let alone my very first fanfiction!! I read fanfiction all the time and have so many great ideas I would like to share with you guys. I do take requests, and I apologize if I made any grammar mistakes DX. Now on with the story! I plan on making this a small series. Hopefully it goes well

I got this inspiration from listening to a song called "Je T'Aime" by Kelly Sweet. I recommend you listen to the song while reading it <3

www.youtube.com/watch?v=sbe-Jz...

~Enjoy

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You were in the middle of reading a great book when suddenly your alarm clock went off. With a sigh you mumbled a few words before shutting it off. Your eyes widen when you realized what day it was. "May 30...the day Joan of Arc died.." You thought depressingly. For as long as you can remember you have been reading and researching about Joan of Arc for years. Somehow you felt a connection with her that you couldn't exactly place a finger on it.

As a child you admire her and wanted to be just like her, your father would read you all kinds of stories of the wonderful Joan. You would see him smile brightly as he would talk about her as if he knew her personally. Though he was French, born and raised in France which to you thought explained why he enjoyed her tale, she was French after all. Your mother was a wonderful women, always full on energy and never got mad at you when you did something you shouldn't have done. She was from Canada and you secretly knew that she hated being called "American" by the French folks, but never once did you see her get upset about it and smiled it off.

You had an amazing child-hood, full of happiness, joy and love. Most especially love. Though you felt that you were missing something in your life. As the years of your child-hood passed, you felt that "missing feeling" grow even stronger. Everything to you felt familiar and bland. When you were 13 you would experience many moments of déjà vu but didn't know why. One day that feeling got so bad that you felt a sharp pain in your head, as if someone got a knife and stabbed you with it. You immediately went to your mom asking her what was going on. She would reply with the same answer. "Don't worry sweetheart, nothing is wrong. Just take some Advil for your headache and rest."

Now you are 19 and STILL reading the tales of the heroine. You haven't had those déjà vu feelings since.

You shook your head and laughed. "I so need a life!" You stretched your sore limbs out, when suddenly you felt your phone vibrate in your pocket. Taking it out, you looked at the display screen and new it was Francis, your best-friend. "Good Morning ma chère! I hope I didn't wake you up. Can't wait to spend the day with you ~". You smiled to yourself and shook your head as you made your way to bathroom to get ready. Discarding your clothing, you slipped into the shower, embracing the warmth of the water falling onto your body.

30 minutes later, you looked at yourself in the mirror silently praying to the heavens your thanks that your (h/l) (h/c) actually cooperated with you. You looked back at your clock and silently cursed. "Shit! I'm going to be late!" Throwing on your (f/c) top and (f/c) jeans, you rushed down the stairs and slipped on some flats, grabbed your bag and keys and headed out to the same location you and Francis always meet, the park that was equal distance from both of your houses.

You breathed in the fresh air as the cool yet comforting breeze hit your face. Today you didn't take your time to get their since you were to excited to spend the entire day with Francis, or the personification of France. Yes, you knew about his secret it didn't take you long to notice that he wasn't like everyone else. You even became friends with the rest of the Allies and Axis. You couldn't of asked for better friends then them.

As the wind picked up, you decided to sprint your way their. This time you took a short cut through a small trail that lead right into the park. The Sun shined brightly on your skin, warming you up a bit. That moment was quickly ruined when you felt a sharp pain piercing your skull. You rubbed your temples and closed your eyes in order to sooth the feeling. Your vision was distorted, making it very difficult for you to walk without collapsing. You whimpered in pain and covered your ears from the loud buzzing sound that seemed to get louder with each passing minute.

Voices..you heard many voices talking and overlapping one another. You didn't understand a single world. Fear built up in you as you were washed in a wave of strong emotions, emotions that weren't even your own. Out of all the voices one voice stood out from the rest. A women's voice.

"I was meant to do this..."

You were forced back into reality when you heard a male voice calling your name. You didn't have the time to see who it was before you fell into darkness.

"(y/n)... (Y/N)!!!!"