Meeting on Hamburger Street (America X Reader)

26: What Am I Fighting For?

Congrats to @AnimeLister4Ever because she guessed where I got my title from the last chapter! And yes, this chapter is also a The Death Of A Bachelor reference. Heck, all the upcoming chapters are. I felt like I could use a few lines in the story bcuz it seems like it had the same story board or it was so fitting! Ok, I know, what a long A/N but continue with the story now!
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•Your POV•

I grab the bags and carry them in my arms. I walk away from Alfred, wiping my eyes from the warm tears.

Fate is such a bastard. How could he or she do this?

Whatever we do to avoid each other, fate just keeps bringing us back.

Though I don't want him back... I need him in my life. But I have to contain my thoughts, I don't want to hurt Abel.

I'm trying so hard, yet it hurts so badly. It's killing me. It's too painful. I couldn't hear the thunder, but I could hear my heart break.

It's making me break, fall apart as fade away. Could fate just accept that we were hurt enough when we saw each other walk away?

I could feel Alfred's eyes burn at my back, watching my every move. Please, let me be.

A few seconds later, I could hear footsteps running to me. The footsteps then sounded louder, it stopped when Abel finished dashing too me.

He panicked, looking at me and placed both hands on my face. He rubbed my tears away and kissed my forehead.

"It's alright, (y/n)..." He shushed me, sounding like Emma. Well, they are siblings after all.

We walked away, me clinging on to his arm, burying my face on his elbow-length sleeve.

In this whole turn of events, what am I fighting for?
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•Abel's POV•

I ran to (y/n) as I saw her crying. I also saw the whole scene. She's such a brave girl, she wasn't afraid to face love and fear mixed together.

But yet again, love is fear.

"Everything's going to be alright, I promise..." I shushed her.

I know that she's not crying because of the way he treated her, she's crying because she still loves him.

Wasn't it already obvious?

We walk away, knowing America would still be watching her in this kind of condition.

Not wanting the situation to get worse, I grabbed my scarf and wrap it around her just like what I did on the plane.

She just kept on crying until it turned into small hiccups.

I couldn't help it, but as walking away, I glared at America. I may seem like a bad person by doing this, but loving someone is hard, yet you have to keep trying.

(Y/n) deserves better than this. I'll let her be. If she loves Alfred, then I'll let her go. I want her to be happy.

But if I'm just going to let her go like that, then what am I fighting for?
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•Alfred's POV•

I watch in agony as she shouted at me with tears. I could feel my stomach being virtually punched.

After our sort of conversation, she walked away.

After Netherlands comforted her, I saw him glare at me. Why though? Of course I know the whole situation, but come on! No need to be so harsh!

I sat down on the empty space on the bench of the picnic table and started to tear up. Of course I was silent,

I'm used to it.

I shivered and hiccuped, putting my hand over my mouth to not let any sad sobs let out.

For a straight 5 minutes of crying, I grabbed my phone and looked at myself. My eyes were red and puffed, I felt worthless.

I turned my head around and I saw a hamburger on the picnic table.

It was (y/n)'s!

Maybe it's a... Sign?

I grabbed the hamburger and it was the exact same flavors we got on the day we met.

But what if it's not a sign? What if she wants to stay with Netherlands instead? What situation have I gotten myself into?

If she doesn't love me, then what am I fighting for?

To Be Continued...
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This is my favorite chapter. Anyone else's??