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France (Hetalia)== Endless Love

Im getting fired up guys i really want to create a lot of stories before school season starts again hihi :) hope you will like this one guys :)

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(( In this story, France will be the one to have a Pov))

Bonjour! My name is France, yes you've read it right. Maybe you are thinking that i am just named next to my country but no, you are wrong. I am the country itself. I am the personification of this whole land. France, the country of love. I can never really remember when was i brought to life, when did the thoughts and emotions of the people of France made me alive. I am immortal, i have seen a lot of people come and go even those who became close to my heart. 

I once have a playmate whom I go to whenever i feel like it when I was a child but then he grew up faster than me. Time stripped away his youth and energy in just one click. I was left alone not knowing how to have friends and approach other people.

I once met a girl and fell in love with her. At first everything was alright but then the wicked time once again stripped away her youth and life. Everyone around me has a fast pace of time, while mine, it feels like it is not moving at all.

Everyday feels like a torment for me, I've had enough of meeting people and seeing them die and meeting another one and seeing them die again. It is painful until this day came. Everything changed when i saw her . Everyone slowed down in my vision and they blurred out, my eyes only focused on her doll like face and angelic smile. I can feel my heart pounding hard and it seems like it wants to escape from my chest. I followed her as fast as i can until a wave of people buying from the city market went on. I thought i lost her but as i turned around i bumped into someone.

"Ouch"

"Im sorry I didnt mean to hurt you"

"It's ok just be careful next time because there's a lot of people buying around here."

It is her.She's the girl that i am longing to meet

"Umm by the way I am France, what is your name mademoiselle?"

"I am (y/n) nice meeting you"

"Nice meeting you too" I kissed her soft hands and smiled at her, i just cant take my eyes off of her.

"I need to go now, see you somewhere some other time :) bye"

"bye"

After that I am always waiting for her at the same spot and i am not disappointed because everyday i can see her buying in that area and i am also going around with her everyday. This kind of scenario lasted for a year until one day she told me that her days of visiting the market will be limited because she need to take care of some stuff.

"France, i am so glad that I met a man like you. I hope someday i can see you again. You've become my closest friend and i would like to thank you for that :)"

"No worries (y/n) I will always be here for you :)"

"Goodbye France"

"BYe"

Even though i want to kiss her so bad,i just cant. For the past months i didnt confess my love to her because i know someday Time will take her away from me so it is better this way.

I waited for her in the same spot again everyday, at first i can see her twice a week but then it became twice a month until she totally didnt come anymore. Of course i felt lonely and hurt but then i think that this is way much better than seeing her die.

Years have past but her memories within me is still fresh. I still know her face clearly, her voice and her smell every bit of her i know.

Until one die my heart skipped a beat when i saw her from a distance. Its been years but her face didnt change. I am baffled to see that she didnt even change a bit. I mean she still looks young, but how? How can a mere mortal battle against time? Is she also an immortal?

I started to lose sight of her that's why i decided to run towards her, i wanna hug her tight honestly i missed her so much.

"(y/n), waittt ,waitt for me" I called her name running closer to her

When i reached her i hug her tight for a couple of minutes. Her smell is still the same like the flowers in the garden.

" Umm excuse me sir, you know my grandmom?"

I was shocked to hear those words, it is still not sinking in me

"Ugh sorry for hugging you suddenly maybe I just mistaken you for someone else"

"It's ok, but you call me (y/N), do u know my grandmon? I am her granddaughter  (Name u want)"

"yes, i know her :) we are the best of friends before"

"Oww, now i see :), sorry to say this but my grandmother passed away last year"

It breaks my heart to hear that she died without me even confessing my real feelings for her. She's the one who made me feel alive. She became the purpose of my living and when  I thought i could meet her again, she's already dead

"Condolence, I better keep goin now, nice meeting you young mademoiselle and by the way you really look like your grand mom when she is still with your age. You are gorgeous. Goodbye"

" Nice meeting you too mister"

I walked away still having the endless love that i have in my heart for (y/n). I will never forget her. Never

------No ones POV-----

(Name you want for your granddaughter) continue walking as an idea striked to her that if that man is a close friend of her grand mom then why is it then that, that man still looks young. As far as she can remember her grand mother died at the age of 97 and that man only looks like 25. She was puzzled by everything but she didnt mind it any way.