If this was a Movie: Not a Simple Hetalia Fanfiction

Chapter 6 : The Sad One in the Happy Occasion

(Author's note: paragraphs after a "//~~*~~//" is a switch of the point of perspectives. Enjoy the rest of the story!)

After watching Ludwig proposing to Feliciano, I sat alone at the couch, staring at nothing, thinking about life.

Yes, I have romantic feelings towards him, but should I tell him? No, it's too late to confess now. I should have moved on, but I can't. I just can't get him out from my head. The marriage proposal made my heart falling into pieces. I desperately need to someone to help me get rid of this now.

So who was going to fill this blank space?

//~~*~~//

Francis's P.o.V

I saw the girl I met during the family dinner sitting alone on the couch. She looked depressed. Who depressed such a beautiful mademoiselle? I decided to walked closer to ask her.

"Are you okay, ma cherie?"

She turned her head, facing me. She asked with a husky voice, "you again?" Seemed she hasn't forgotten what happened when we met in the dinner.

"Oui."

"So what are you doing here? Tried to make me love you by flirting and rape me at night?"

I looked at her, feeling quite assaulted. Are that people think what I'm like? Non, she's not those people... I saw her posting things about me, and that's why I started not to be afraid of computers and read her Instagram posts as Gilbert told me about them.

"N-Non, I saw you sitting alone so I want to see if you are alright."

"Uh... thanks. I'm alright now." She then walked to the bathroom.

Fine... perhaps she needed some individual time...

//~~*~~//

God damn it! That frog-face again! It's great to get rid of him as soon as possible when meeting him.

I soaked my head into the water, tried to forget all my depressions. All I should do was to forget all the romantic fantasies towards Ludwig and don't obsess with him.

But wait... who was going to fill the blank space? Or should I leave it alone?

I walked out of the bathroom and saw Feliciano smiling at me.

I said, "congratulations Feli."

"Grazie Cara~" He gave me a bright smile.

I looked at him and gave him a hug. Now, the only thing I hoped was everything would be going on a flow.

I saw Ludwig looking at us, smiled in relief. I walked to hug him.

"Congratulations."

"Danke."

Feliciano looked at us and smiled.

||~~*~~||

Three months later, it was Ludwig and Feliciano's wedding.

Outside the church, the sky was bright and blue. Clouds passed by, birds chirping around. I was wearing a sky blue dress with a flower crown on my head. Feliciano was wearing a white suit, with a flower bouquet in his hands. His forehead was covered with a white veil, like a white flower who was going to bloom.

As the maid of honour, I stood beside him. He looked nervous but delighted.

I asked, "Feli, are you ready?"

He nodded. The church bells rang, the front door opened. I took Feliciano's hand, then walked into the church together. Petals were cast and scattered as we on our way. People cheered. I saw Ludwig standing at the other end of the church, with his best man and the priest beside him.

As we reached the other end, I put Feliciano's hand to Ludwig's. I smiled at them, then stood beside the other bridesmaids.

"Will you, Mr. Ludwig Beilschmidt take Mr. Feliciano Vargas as your legally wedded husband, and promised to love him, protect him and trust him no matter what circumstances?"

"Ja."

"Will you, Mr. Feliciano Vargas take Mr. Ludwig Beilschmidt as your legally wedded husband, and promised to love him, protect him and trust him no matter what circumstances?"

"Si."

"I am glad like to pronounce you, Ludwig Beilschmidt and Feliciano Vargas, as husband and husband. You may now kiss."

Ludwig uncovered Feliciano's veil, placed a gentle yet passionate kiss on his lips. The crowd cheered, but to me, it was one of the most heartbreaking moments in my entire life. That was like I gave one of my most valuable things to another one.

Tears uncontrollably ran out from my eyes. I took out my handkerchief, wiping off the water from my soaking-wet cheek. Even though the tears were wiped, my brown orbs still dropping unintentionally. I decided to find myself a corner to calm down.

Someone approached me.

"Mademoiselle, are you alright?"

Who's the one who would fill my blank space?