One-shots! Hetalia x Reader!

Queen (Punk! England x Reader)

You were the personification of (C/N) you loved music, but not Austria's kind of music. You were into punk, rock or alternative music.

You actually love the British band Queens. Whenever a person would borrow your iPod, your phone or any gadget that they would want to borrow, they'd find Queens playing most of the time.

Today there was a World Meeting.

You wore a white polo with a black tie, checkered skirt that had jumper straps and the skirt covers your whole thigh and black combat boots. Your (H/C) hair were in pigtails with your bangs side-swept. You had black nail polish and spiked black bracelets. You brought your guitar with you since you had a show later on after the meeting.

You entered the meeting room. All eyes were on you. You didn't dress like your usual jeans, t-shirt and sneakers. You showed how you dress whenever you would attend concerts.

"Dude! Who are you?" America pointed at you.

"Its me (C/N) America." You sighed as you got your glasses and put them on.

"(C/N)?!" They all screamed.

"Yes. I am (C/N)." You sighed again.

Almost everyone ran up to me and asked me questions.

"What happened to you?"

"Who did this to you?"

"Why do you wear these?"

"What made you do this?"

Someone gasped, "did England did this to you?"

"Did what?" You all turned your backs to see England. But not the regular one. He had piercings on his ears. He wore a black shirt inside over it a dark brown leather with a short red scarf. He wore black jeans with a chain connected on from the belt to his back pocket and black Converse. He also had his guitar with him.

They pushed you in front of him, "you? Did you do this to (C/N)?" He eyed you closely. You froze. As he stopped to look at your face. You were able to have eye contact with his dark emerald green eyes that made your heart beat go crazy. You can actually see his soul filled with music from the greatest bands of all time. As he leaned closer to your face you blushed. He finally stepped back as you sighed in relief.

He sighed, "I didn't do anything to her and what do you think I do? Magic? Am I Harry Potter or something?" Apparently he doesn't remember being a wizard or anything because he is in his punk mode at the moment so fangirls please calm all of your asses and get back to reading.

"Iggy! What happened to you? Have you gone-" you covered America's mouth.

"Uh, sorry about that." You gave him an assured smile, "I think he just forgot that you were a musician."

"Bloody git." He muttered as he took his seat.

The rest took their seats as they took the current events critically.

"Dude!" America slammed his arms on the table, "we have to get the normal Iggy back!" Several countries agreed. You for once actually liked the situation of England being a punk.

While the others shouted their suggestions you saw the bored Brit tapping his fingers on the table.

You too grew bored. You started to make a beat using your hands and the table and started to sing.

Buddy you're a boy make a big noise

Playing in the street gonna be a big man

Some day

You got mud on your face

You big disgrace

Kickin' you can all over the place

Singin'

We will we will rock you

We will we will rock you

You actually got everyone's attention, even England.

He started to sing the second verse.

Buddy you're a young man hard man

Shouting in the streets gonna take on the

World some day

You've got blood on your face

You big disgrace

Wavin' your Banner all over the place

We will we will rock you

Singin'

We will we will rock you

You smirked with England as you two got up on the table and sang the third verse using your feet to keep the beat of the song.

Buddy you're an old man poor man

Pleading with your eyes gonna make you

Some peace some day

You got mud on your face

Big disgrace

Somebody better put you back into your

Place

We will we will rock you

We will we will rock you

You both grabbed your guitars out of the case and started to play the rest of the song which was a guitar solo, but you two played it together perfectly.

As the song ended everybody cheered forgetting about England's situation.

"That was an excellent show love." You looked at him as you smirked.

"Well would you like to be a special guest in my concert good sir?" He smirked back.

"Can't see why not and before I go." He grabbed your arm and gave you a long kiss.

He broke away, "I'll show you some moves that makes the crowd go wild." He left the room making you feel giddy inside.

"We'll see Mr. Kirkland, we'll see." You plopped back to your seat and crossed your legs on the table.

"(C/N) YOUR WEARING A SKIRT FOR CHRIST'S SAKE!"

You can all guess who said that in the end.

So what do you think?

I only started listening to the Queen yesterday so I'm not really familiar with some of their songs or band members so yeah.

Hope you like this story.

-Pumpkin