Share with me the blankets that you're wrapped in
Because it's cold outside, cold outside, it's cold outside
Share with me the secrets that you kept in
Because it's cold inside, cold inside, it's cold inside
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"Look stay with me at all times Lillian, and please please please-" "I know, I know don't run off again." you huff, crossing your arms. The English man smile softly at you and kissed your head. "Thank you, Lil. I know how badly you want to stay home, but Brenda's out on holiday." he sighed. "and I don't want to leave you alone..."
You look up at your older brother quizzically. "Really, or are you Just saying that to get me to go with you." you narrow your eyes at him and he laughs nervously, scratching the back of his neck. "J-Just come on Lilian!" he exclaims, pulling you out of the door, making your way to the world meeting.
Truthfully, your brother is very overprotective of you, he always has been. He never hurt you, and was always caring; most of the time he'd spoil you rotten with gifts and treats. Sometimes you thought he was just taking care of you because you reminded him of Alfred. But he really loved you and cared for your safety, that's why when ever he had the chance he would drag you along to one of his boring country meetings.
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And you're slowly shaking finger tips
Show that you're scared like me so
Let's pretend we're alone
And I know you may be scared
And I know we're unprepared
But I don't care
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You arrive shortly, and on time due to your brother quirkiness. "I'm gonna go look for that bloody wanker. Stay here and don't move." you sigh, rolling your eyes, but nod anyway. You watched as he left the empty room. You sighed. 'Great all by myself...' You groaned.
Then you pulled out your MP3 player and turned on Vulnerable by Secondhand Serenade. You leaned back in the chair and locked your fingers together behind your neck, closing your eyes. You hummed to the music, rocking in the chair, smiling slightly.
That is until...you rocked to much and tipped the chair over. You let out a yelp as the chair went falling backward. You squeeze your eyes shut waiting to hit the ground but....you never did? You open your green eyes slowly only to be met by crimson ones.
You yelped at his closeness and jumped out of the chair falling on your butt. Your face was beat red from embarrassment. You look up at him, since he was pretty tall, and took in his appearance. He had shiny white hair, and bloody read eyes. He was wearing a suit kind of like your brothers but his was blue.
"You okay?" he asked. You nod your head fixing your clothes. Then you notice you didn't have your MP3. You looked on the ground frantically. "Looking for this?" he said, holding out your white music player. "T-Thank you..." you muttered, grabbing it from his hand. Your hands brush against each other, and you feel heat rise to your cheeks.
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Tell me, tell me
What makes you think that you are invincible?
I can see it in your eyes that you're so sure
Please don't tell me that I'm the only one that's vulnerable
Impossible
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"Hey, you kinda look like that England dude." he said, checking you out. You grab your arm and shift your feet slightly. "He's my older brother." you say. He laughs. "That's what I thought." he said. "So what country are you?" he asks curiously. "I-I'm not exactly a c-country." you say.
