Summer Love (Hetalia USUK)

Arthur

Overjoyed, I ran upstairs to text Eliza about Alfred. Even through his name was a little odd, it didn't make him any less gorgeous. And on top of it all, he gave me a tingly, energetic feeling when he was near me.

He came to my house, it looks like he struck up a job working with Antonio and Francis.

I texted her, and I got a reply instantly.

How did he act and stuff? And oh, Francis? I feel bad for him lol...

I don't quite know what it is, but something about him is just... different. In a good way, but he just makes me feel good. And he asked me to hang out with him at his work next time he's off. Score! Going to text him now!

I pulled his number out of my memory and punched it into the new message spot. I was very good with numbers and remembering them.

Hello? Is this Alfred? I texted him.

I didn't get a reply right away, so I decided to go downstairs and eat. I loomed over the table and opened the pizza box. Perfect, as always. "Father, dinner is here. Come get some.", I said into the living room, not really caring If he heard or not. I grabbed a paper plate from one of the cabinets and put two slices of steaming pizza and and two garlic bread sticks on it. I poured myself some tea to go with the meal and went back into my room.

I took a bite of pizza and and saw that my phone had two new texts on it. One from Eliza, and one from Alfred's number. The one from Eliza read, K good luck! The other one read, Yeah British dude! Btw I'm off tomorrow around lunch. Wait you ARE the British guy right? I chuckled to myself and typed back, Yes, you twit. Now at lunch tomorrow? I'll be there around noon. I took a bite of my pizza and sipped my tea. My father never really understood why I drank tea with almost everything. I actually questioned it myself, and just figured out that is was because tea goes with everything. And why not?

My phone vibrated and I swallowed my pizza. I text from Alfred appeared. Kay dude, see ya then! For some reason, every time I got a text from him, it swept me off my feet and made me a tad bit more cheerful. My tea was empty by now, and I only had a half a slice left of pizza. I quickly finished it off and saw that it was getting late. Or at least, it was late for me. I always went to bed before 9, and it was 8:30. I stripped down to my underwear and then put on a pair of pinstripe green pajama pants. I laid underneath my warm covers and thought about Alfred and his gorgeousness.

With happy thoughts in my head, sleep took me immediately.