☐ Single ☐ Taken ✔ Living with England (Hetalia fanfic)

Explination.

GAH! Gomen for another short and terrible chapter.

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“Wh-What are you talking about?” I asked, taking a step back in surprise. “Are you drunk?”

“You did like him.” He stately matter of factly.

“Did not.”

“Did too.”

“Did not.”

“Did too.”

“Shut up!” I roared at him before plopping down on the floor. I glanced at the half eaten pretzel in my hand before deciding to throw it away. “You made be lose my appetite.”

“We are going to be living with one another for God knows how long. Best you just tell me.” He said with a tired sigh. My eyebrow twitched as I realized that he had a good point.

“First, I haven’t told anyone so… yeah, I’m not that good at explaining either,” I started. “Where the hell do I start?” Scratching the top of my head I did my best to avoid England’s eyes. The chair in front of me was quiet fascinating mind you. “When I entered this school in 6th grade so did all the other 6th graders. See, there was this before school party at a park so I went. I met some pretty cool people but the one that stuck out the most was an attractive brunette boy. It was Lavi,” I sucked in a breath of air before continuing. “We made eye contact and he smiled at me. Before I knew it he was gone and standing right next to me, dragging me away from the crowd. He pulled me over to the water which was really close and we started talking. He was really nice at the time and hot. So… the sun stared to set and I said we should probably head back and he kissed me on the cheek.” I grabbed at my face as my cheeks started to flush with the memory. I heard a sharp intake of breath from England but when I looked up he had a normal smile on his face. Wait… Normal... Smile… England… Smile… Normal? When did those three words ever go together? Ignoring it I continued with my story.

“Of course, as any 6th grade girl would do I started to have a crush on him after that. I even thought he kinda liked me back. So I started to flirt with him as best I could and blah blah blah. People would start to bully me because I would always try to get close to him. I ignored those people but it still hurt. Then, towards the end of 6th grade he asked me out. I said yes and after only 3 days we went on a date. Just a simple walk to the park. I was so happy….

But when I got there he immediately tried sucking my face off. I wouldn’t let him and couldn’t figure out what was going one. He then went for my… eh,” I motioned around my chest area. “Yeah… But I kneed him in the crotch. After that I just ran away. The next day at school he started a rumor about me. He said that I was a whore that slept around with guys and would do it for money. Since he was the popular guy everyone believed him. I was bullied and it was terrible and no one would believe me except Abeni.

Thankfully the year ended then and when 7th grade came around the rumor wasn’t as strong. Every one figured out that I’m not that kind of person. And then happens upon another terror. This kid Clara lives in the same neighborhood as I do. One day she followed me home and found out that my parent don’t live there. She then immediately told Lavi and he started the rumor that my parents abandoned me because I was too crazy for them to handle. That rumor didn’t spread like the other one but whenever I got into a fight with someone they would always bring up how my parents abandoned me,” I grinned at England as I ended my explanation. “So I guess when I told you I’m an orphan whose been bullied my entire life wasn’t a complete lie.” The next thing I knew I felt warm arms wrap around me. I sucked in a sharp breath out of shock. England didn’t hug people. Was he drunk? But there wasn’t any alcohol in this school.

“You’ve had a pretty tuff life.” He said as he continued to hug me.

“Um, sure?” I tried, to stunned to think straight.

“It’s okay,” He cooed softly, burying his mouth into my hair. My heart started racing a million miles an hour as my entire face was enveloped in the darkest shade of red. He finally pulled back from the hug and scanned over my face in concern. “You’re red. Are you sick? Do you need to go home?” He asked. My eyes widened as I shook my head vigorously from side to side. “Are you sure? You are extremely flushed.”

“N-N-N-No.” I stuttered, slowly standing up. “I-I-I’m just going t-to go away now.” I started walking robotically out of the room.

“Elizabeth,” England said sweetly. I agonizing slowly turned around to face him again. “See you at home.” And with that he walked past me and left the school.

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