Hetalia x Male Reader - One Shot Book

Little Talks - England - part one

A/n: yo dudes, requests are still open, but apart from that I hope that you like this :).

:Let's start:

; Narrators Pov;

      His hands cupped his head, his face resting tense in them, his fingers covered his eyes and his gaze stayed glued to the floor. Steady now, deep breaths, calm down, the words repeating in his head, burning into his brain. The blond looked up in slight distress, his eyes scanned the room, waiting for the nurse or doctor to leave or enter the room, he needed to know. He needed to know something or anything. That stupid m/n just had to get into a fight with some druggie in a gang on the street, and get out the one hurt. So much for being a country if you can't even survive long enough to see it through. The blue clad doctor walked out, she held the door open and called for another nurse to come in and help during the surgery, before rushing back in and washing her hands. Then sickening sound of plastic snapping against skin boiled pain in his stomach, he looked up again, hearing the prolonged flat line before a sickeningly loud beep from the heart monitor in the surgery room.
     It had been hours, two, but they felt like a million. Nurses, doctors, all in and out of the surgery room every minute, bringing in equipment to deal with the wounds. As night drew in a brunette lady came over to the panicked Brit, telling him calmly and quietly to leave, that visiting hours were over even though he wasn't visiting. So he left, he left only because he had to, and he returned to the shared apartment on the top floor of a high rise building, the penthouse. Opening the door, he was greeted by a small English lop-eared rabbit, he had no time, scooting the animal back inside he ran to his room. Slamming the bedroom door as he walked in, Arthur pushed himself back into the bed, into the corner, and curled up there, pulled out his phone and texted most people he knew. For no reason other than wanting comfort, he kept up a conversation.
      Starting with a jolt, the c/n shot up in the hospital bed, or tried to, he felt hands pushing him down, yells and shouts were heard, the large plastic thing that covered his mouth and nose left him gasping for air, eyes scanned the room, sudden pain blossomed in his side and upper chest. He could barely breathe. The weight of the world weighted down on him, pushing against his lungs, a prick of pain ensued as a needle ripped into his skin and he felt consciousness drip away again.
      A call to the phone that was currently being ignored by the British male startled him, and he jumped to get it, forgetting about the rabbit in his lap. The dreaded news reverberated in his ears and fed fear to his mind.

{To Be Continued...}

A/n: hope you liked it, will update soon. :)