France part 5

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  You slowly opened your eyes only to find a pair of blue eyes look down at you.

"Good morning, beautiful." Your boyfriend said.

"France!? What are you doing in my bedroom?" You sat up quickly.

"You didn't answer my phone calls I was worried." He said pouting.

You looked next to you and found your laptop you fell asleep holding.

"You over work yourself (country name). Come on a date with me."

"(Your name)."

He looked at you confused.

"Call me (your name). I don't want my boyfriend always calling my by my country's name."

He smiled and kissed your cheek.

"Francis, my dearest."

You laid back and stared up at him. "Let's not go anywhere. I want to stay here and you just hold 

me maybe we'll put on a romantic comedy."

"Whatever, you want (your name)." Your name roll off his tongue in his French accent made your 

heart skip a beat.

"You know how much I love you, Francis."

"I hate to ruin this moment but it's time to go back to your own world (your name)." You and 

Francis turned to the unknown voice.

"You!?" Francis shouted. "Go back to England you fur ball."

"Can't do that you grant her wish so now she must leave."

"What wish?" France said both anger and fear mixed in his voice.

"Tell him (your name)."

" I wish I could live in another world. I just want to be loved and accepted." You said quietly. "But 

I don't want to..." Before you could finish your clothes changed back to your prom dress that

 was destroyed. You started fading. Francis held you tight. "Stop it. Whatever your doing to her 

stop." He said tears peering in his eyes.

"Francis." Was the last thing you said before fading out of his arms.

To be continued  

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