You look at all their faces, feeling yourself pause at a hamburger loving blonde. Your best friend America was wooting the loudest, and you felt your face grow hot. You had liked him for awhile, and it was time to show it!!
Everyone started grabbing a beer or drink if they wanted, and then began settling in to give you a few minutes to choose your song. Looking through a catalog, you pause at a specific one and smirk. It was so him!
Whats better? Most of the guys listened to foreign, classical, or rock music so no one would recognize it, not even America. You moved on the stage and heard encouraging applause from your friends.
You nod towards the person running the music, closed your eyes tightly, and sang your heart out.
Where have all the good men gone and wear are all the gods?
Where's the street wise Hercules to fight the rising odds?
Everyone clapped and grinned, still unsure who it was. You look to America, who looked happy, and watching eagerly with a huge blush.
Isn't there a white knight,
Upon a fiery steed?
Late at night I toss and I turn,
And I dream of what I need!
The tempo sped up from the slow pace, and you began to nod and sway your hips to the beat. After this part, he would know. EVERYONE would know, but no turning back now.
I need a hero!
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night
He's gotta be strong
And he's gotta be fast
And he's gotta be fresh from the fight!
You hear screams and cheering as people pat America on the shoulder. You saw him wide eyed, jaw dropped like from a cartoon, and red as could be. You wink, then continue on with dancing and singing.
I need a hero!
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the morning light
He's gotta be sure
And it's gotta be soon
And he's gotta be larger than life
You continue swaying and singing, feeling the heat of your blush up to your ears. America looked frozen, his face in a big horrified face and kept slinking into his jacket and covering his face with the reddest shade ever.
Oh god he doesn't like me!! You think terrified by his reaction.
I need a hero...
You finish with a long sorrowful note, not breaking and then setting the mic back on the stand and running off.
Everyone looked at you, trying to stop you to comfort you but pushed them all off. You heard America shouting your name, causing you to go faster. Some tried to follow you, until Russia stood in your way.
He held out both arms and stood firmly, making it all fall silent and still. You felt the tears form, and you didn't want anyone seeing it. (First/last name) would not lose her calm and cry!
You shoved Russia, mother Russia and the most powerful country, and he fell with a thud on the floor (possible thanks to him being drunk off vodka.) He was more shocked than mad, and you ran out with a whimper as well as sob.
All countries didn't follow but the called and true to grab you as you walked away. "Chica!" "Mon Cher!" "Bambino, stop!", continuing with all countries. You could hear America trying to nudge through but countries kept blocking him purposefully to let you get away.
After running out, you sprint to your car. Clicking your keys to remember where your car went. A scream of "___!!! WAIT UP!!!" with an American accent caused you to speed up instead.
Finding the vehicle, you jump in and start to try and start the car. It took a few turns, but it finally did but america was starting to run to your vehicle. "Dudette!!" he started to continuously smack your side of the car glass.
You scream at him, now tears forming and sobbing, "Just leave me alone!" He screeched back, "I LOVE YOU TOO, DUMB BUTT!!!" You look at the gear shift, hand ready to drive away, but then dropped it. "wh-what?"
He hung his head, now with the bravery of Canada, "I love you too, yknow. I just got all scared and started hiding because me getting such a freaking cool girl seemed impossible so I-I started getting embarrassed knowing you return my feelings!"
You open the car door, and your (hair color) covers your eyes. He whimpers, "I'm so sorry, just-" You cut him off by grabbing him by the neck and kissing him hard. He makes an "mph" noise, and then moans against your lips.
He grabs the side of your face and you both start to use tongue. Panting, you pull away from then after catching breath, it goes straight back to rough make outs until you hear people wooting outside.
"Onhonhon! Little America and my sweet dear ___ finally getting some." France grins. Spain smirks, "Señor, be careful with my señorita. Chica es muy buena, don't mess that up." Prussia pulls America out of your car, and smirks between looking at you and him while whispering to the blonde.
The patriot looked confused, and walks back to your car. You ask, "what did he say?" America looked at you dumbfounded and replied, " 'use protection'? doesn't he think I will protect you? I'm your hero!!"
You blush, then just decide to go back to kissing him. (end.)
