America P.O.V
"Bye art"I say before Britain leaves.I offered to drive him to the airport,but he rejected.When his taxi drives out to the street I wave,like if he can see me.I guess it was fun with England around.I sit on the floor and take out my phone.Bored.
Time skip because of Italys pasta-
It's been 3 weeks now.I haven't went to any world meetings,since I haven't been feeling so well.Maybe it's because of my economy.I walk into the bathroom heading towards the scale and stand on it.119 pounds.I look in the mirror,skinny finally.Im finally beautiful.I smile,it's been worth these 2 months.I don't even fit most of my cloths though,their just too big.Its alright though,what's important is the end product.The other countries will start liking me now.Today is a good day,though stillI don't feel so well.I feel weak.Maybe I have a cold or something.Hopefully not,being sick sucks.I should go shopping on the weekends for cloths and stuff.That will be niceI get out of the bathroom and head toward my room.I decide to lay down for a bit.I stay they for a couple minutes until I get a text.Its from Canada.
"Hey Alfred"
"Hey bro!Hows it going?"I reply.
"Fine,though,I haven't seen you at the meetings recently,is everything okay?"
I quickly make up an totally true excuse,"Everything's fine Matt,just my boss is overloading me with work!"
"Ah,alright,we'll see you later"
"Bye"
I decide to actually do some work given to me,since I haven't been doing it.I have nothing else to do too anyway.
Hey look I finally updated-I really should keep up to my schedule
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FAT (Being rewritten)
FanficAmerica hates his body,England doesn't.. (I made this and the other fanfics in like 5th-7th grade ITS BAD 😭))) still not over Hetalia though . 😖
