I walked upstairs to my room after hanging my coat up. I decided to text Alfred, as he was the only thing on my mind, and probably would be for a while. He was just... the best there was. So perfect in every way.
His eyes were simply amazing, his face was perfect. He was taller than me, which I loved in a guy. His glasses kind of betrayed his personality a bit and I liked that as well. Even the cowlick he seemed to be a little annoyed with stuck straight up, giving him that adorably irresistible factor. There was no denying it, anyone could see that he was just bloody gorgeous. Then it got me again. The little buzzing, pulsing feeling that felt a little like my insides had a mind of their own. I shouldn't have liked it, but I did and knew that Alfred was the thing that gave me that feeling.
I sighed like a girl and pulled out my phone, unlocking it and opening my messages. I added a name to the number and texted,
I have a small question for you, Alfred. Just what was that thing that disturbed you at the pizza place? What Francis told you?
This was only the funnest part, finding out what made them embarrassed.
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Summer Love (Hetalia USUK)
FanfictionWhen Alfred moves to the UK for college, he meets a young man named Arthur.