Hetalia x Reader

China

      Yao!  Fudge-nuggety-goodness! How could I forget about us meeting at the park?! You scolded to yourself as you hopped out of bed and ran to your closet. It was around 9:56 a.m. and you were supposed to meet Yao at 10:15. You threw on some clothes and brushed your hair.

      You ran downstairs to grab your shoes and said morning and goodbye to your family. You shoved your keys into the ignition and speed to the park. You prayed that you wouldn't get pulled over as you hit 60 on a 35 mph road.

       Surprisingly, luck was on your side for once and you made it in time.  You jumped out of your car and ran towards the swings where you and Yao first met. Looking around you couldn't find him and sat down out of breath. You looked down at your phone and read 10:30 a.m.  Frustrated, you let out a loud sigh as you waited some more.

      The fiftieth time you looked down at your phone it read 1:47. Tears threatened to spill as you tried to keep the negative thoughts out. You began to walk around the park as you dialed Yao's number for the sixteenth time. it took you straight to voice mail.

     He . . . stood me up. You thought as you walked back to your car crying. You drove home and slammed the door shut. You looked around and noticed that your family wasn't home. You skipped lunch earlier because you were waiting for Yao so you were starving.

     But the thing is, you didn't care. You love food but at this point your heart was shattered. You and Yao was supposed to go on your first date today, your first date! You ran upstairs crying and flung yourself on your bed. Soon enough you fell asleep from exhaustion.

     You woke up to your phone ringing and answered it. "Hello?" You asked tiredly. "Y/n! Thank God that you finally answered! Yao is in the hospital! I know he was going to met you somewhere but, as he was driving he had a seizer . . . and, well . . . he's in a coma, Y/n." Your mom said frantically.

       "I'll be right there!" You said hanging up and running towards your car. You drove like a mad woman to the hospital and ran into the emergency room. "Is-is that him?" You asked your mom as you went into his room. She nodded as you gazed at Yao's sweat-beaded forehead and stitched up face. You quietly approached his bed and took his hand in yours. "I love you Yao." You whispered as you gently kissed his hand.