Elizabeta is a young, beautiful woman. A Hungarian woman with long brown hair and glistening green eyes. She was a kind, yet very strong and fierce girl. Heck, sometimes, she could be considered as one of the guys if she wanted!
It was early in the morning, when she heard her doorbell go off. She slowly opened her eyes and sat up, 'Who's ringing my bell this early...?' She asks herself, rubbing her eye before getting up and opening the front door. "Uh, I have an invite for..." The mailman standing infront of her looked at the envelope. "Elizabeta? Is this you ma'am?" He asks.
She gave a nod and took the mail from him, "Ah, thank you." She says with a smile before closing the door. "An invite?" She says, opening the invitation.
Hello, guest #178.
You are invited to my Midnight Ball.
Please arrive between the times
8pm-9pm.
This ball we be held until 12am.
Please wear dark colored clothing as this
Is the Midnight ball.
Have a nice day.
Sincerely, XXXXXX
"A ball? And I'M invited??" She asks, eyes widen in shock. She gave a sigh, "Well. I guess i'll have to find something to wear.." She says, walking up to her room, and changing into something quick, as she went to the store. She looked around at all the clothing and gave a sigh once more, "This isn't easy..." "Excuse me ma'am?" A voice spoke next to her.
She looked at the person standing next to her, only to see a taller male with brown hair, and bright purple eyes. "I honestly think this would look best on you." The male says handing her a dress, she looked at it. "Oh uh.." She went to look at him again and give him a thank you, but, he had already left. "Oh." She says, frowning slightly before heading towards the dressing room.
[Alright time to use your imagination cuz i'm lazy to get a pic] She put the dress on. It wasn't too long or short, a little below the knees and was a mixture of purple, blue, and black. A little bit of pink here and there with some white specs as stars. It had a ribbon wrapped around her waist with the moon all around it. She smiled at herself, "This'll do." She says, going to pay for the outfit.
Alright, it was 7:30PM. She gave a sigh as she headed into her car and drove to her destination. She looked around at all the other guests that arrived. All they're outfits basically blend in with the room itself. It was actually pretty hard to tell where the walls were, atleast there was lights...
She gave a sigh and, decided to sit somewhere. She didn't want to go through the trouble of asking some random man for a dance. Time went by, it was now 10. She gave another sigh after walking around for a bit, having small chats with people. She stood next to a table watching everyone.
"Excuse me, Ma'am?" A young male spoke next to her, she looked up at him, to see the same male from the store, "O-Oh. Hello." She responded, "May I help you?" She asks. He gave a soft smile, "Well, this is supposed to be a ball, and, you're one of the only people not dancing...Is something wrong?" She sighed, "I really don't want to dance with some random guy, I'm sorry." He nodded, completely understanding her.
"Well then, would you, dance with me?" He asks. She stared at him blankly, "You wouldn't consider me a random person since we already met, now would you?" She stared at the hand he now held out for her. 'What should I do...? I don't want to seem rude now that he asks...' She slowly smiled and took his hand, "I would love to." She says, as the male takes her out to the dance floor.
They started to dance, the Hungarian trying to keep up with his steps. Eventually she got the hang of it, and she smiled, still awkwardly staring at the floor, trying not to make eye contact. Soon, the music stopped, and so did they. They looked at each other, chuckling. "Um, well i'll...be on my way I guess?" Eliza says, turning around to leave before he grabs her wrist.
"You're not leaving so soon? Are you?" He asks, a little bit of sadness in his eyes. She turned back to him, "I-I mean, it is getting late..." "Nonsense! But...It's your decision. If you're gonna leave, can I atleast get your name?"
She smiled, "Elizabeta." He smiled back, "Roderich."
"I guess i'll see you sometime maybe?" He asks. She nodded and pulled out a small piece of paper and pencil from her purse, writing her number down and handing it to him. "It's was a pleasure to meet you Roderich." She says, bowing her head and taking her leave. He watched her go, and then looked at the paper in his hands, smiling as he put them in a pocket.
-L A T E R-
Elizabeta was asleep once more, before she heard her phone ringing. She slowly opened her eyes, taking a look at the number. It wasn't known but, she answered it anyways. "..Hello...?" "Hi, yes, is this, Elizabeta?" She rubbed her eye, "Yeah...? Who's this?" She said calmly. The person on the other line gave a sigh of relief, "Oh thank god, I thought I was going to call the wrong number. It's Roderich." The male responds.
She smiled and perked up at the name, "Ah! Roderich! How are you?" "I'm good. You?" "Well, I kinda just woke up when I heard you called..." "Oh, i'm sorry! Didn't mean to ruin your sleep." "It's fine!" She reponds with a giggle. "Hey, um, I was wondering if you wanted to meet up somewhere?" He asks, sheepishly.
She stared at her wall, blankly, "Like...where?" "Maybe the park? If that's fine with you." She thought for a few seconds, "That's fine." She smiled, "See you at 3?" "Sure!" With that, they hung up, as Eliza stood up, and got ready for the day.
-A T T H E P A R K-
She sat on the bench, waiting for her friend. 10 minutes. 30 minutes. 2 hours. She sighed, 'Maybe i'd better go home?' She thought to herself, before she saw someone running up to her. She looked at the male only to see the Austrian, she talked to over the phone. He looked like he was out of breath...
"El...Eliza! S-Sorry! I..." He continuously, paused trying to catch his breath as Eliza stood up and walked towards him. He stood up straight and looked at her, "I'm sorry! I was trying to find some flowers...I didn't know which kind you liked at first so after some time, I got a whole bunch..." He says, showing her the bouquet of different flowers. She blushed slightly, "R-Roderich you didn't have to, you know that right?" "But, I did!"
"But why?" "You're a...real pretty girl. Did you know that?" He says, shyly. "D-Don't say that idiot!" She says, a blushing mess, but smiled. He smiled as well, "Here. Take the flowers." He says handing them to her. She takes them and looks at them before back at him. "Thank y---" She got cut off by him kissing her.
He quickly pulled away, and apologized, "I-I just thought it was the right timing...." She took a while, but eventually smiled, "No. It's fine!" "R-Really?" He asks, a nervous reck. She nods, soon leaning in, to kiss him as well.
-------------------------------
Consider this my 100 follower gift. OvO Yeah, I can't tell but, just incase you noticed, this may have OOC.
YOU ARE READING
||Hetalia Oneshots!||
Fanfiction[I got REALLLLLLLY bored and had this idea! Soo...here ya go!]
