A Small World? (Hetalia x Male!Reader x 2pHetalia)

Chapter 3: He cares?

     You stared in shock at the sobbing mess that was England, or as you knew him as Arthur Kirkland. You gave a harsh glare at the male. America, Japan, China, and France started using my name so much -talking about some trash-  that it pissed me off.
  "I NEVER GAVE YOU MY NAME NOR DID I GIVE YOU PERMISSION TO USE IT!" I shouted in anger. I didn't want a 1p to use my name without me telling him. But, something about him saying my name was calming. It's like when Ollie says it.
  "Calm down! Have you no sympathy?" The Frenchman growled at me.
  "Missed that about 100 years ago! Wanna teach me what that is?" I snarled, getting pissed. The English man came closer to me as if he saw a fragile broken figurine.
  "I-I-I did this... It's my fault you're like this..." He mumbled as he got closer. He went to touch my cheek, but I turned my head so he couldn't. I gave a sharp glare. He retracted his hand and ran out sobbing.
  "Fucking 1ps..." I mumbled. I didn't think the German brute could hear me.
  "YOU DAMN SECOND PLAYER! HOW DO YOU KNOW ENGLAND YOU SLIMY BASTARD?! HOW DID YOU EVEN GET HERE?!" The man interrogated me. I swear spit was flying out of his mouth. I wanted to stab him.
  "One... Ew, you spat all over my fucking face. That's why I'm slimy and I have father so I am NOT a bastard -just slimy. Two, this is my first time here. I never met the man in my life! Three, I used a portal... You saw that you German dumbass." I answered. He was going to try and kill me if the Italian idiot and the Japanese slut getting in his way.

     France thought for a moment, then shook his head. He put his hand on Germany's shoulder.
  "I doubt he's a 2p. 2p's have different names than us, even if they're similar. However, he has the exact name and looks identical to the picture America found of him. He's probably a 1p that defected or something." France concluded. I glared at him, feeling hate resonate within me.
  "I was born with the 2ps and I'll die as one, you slimy frog!" I screeched. France growled.
  "Ve~ I think we should call an emergency world meeting tomorrow! We all need to decide what to do with him!" Italy stated.
  "You're right... But who will take care of him until tomorrow?" Germany asked. No one dared say anything. I knew they all didn't want to watch me. Hell, I wouldn't want to watch me!
  "Me and England have some room in our Hotel. He can stay with me, the hero!" America did a Captian America style pose. It was kind of cute, but he's not fucking material... Too boy-scouty.
  "You sure? I mean... Arthur looked pretty messed up after seeing him." Japan asked. America laughed.
  "I'm sure if they talk through their problems they'll be okay! Plus, I'm the hero! I can make it happen!" America laughed.
  "This is utter bullshit!" I snarled.
  "You don't get a choice! Be grateful America wants to take you in!" Germany scowled at me.

~Later~

     I was tied up in a chair in the hotel room. Arthur and Alfred -America- were arguing about me in the bathroom. I was wasting away in this chair. As the only 2p here, I decided to untie myself, which was easy with the knife I had on me. Idiots forgot to check EVERY pocket, mwahaha!! I quietly went to the balcony for my escape.
  "I'm telling you, he's not the same as he was when-" Arthur stopped as I was on the balcony. I gulped and wondered if jumping off the 10th floor would be a good idea.
  "Hey, Dude! Come over here! You and Iggy need to talk out your problems!" America smiled, oblivious to the situation at hand. Despite my best option -jumping off the balcony, I decided to walk over there.
  "Didn't I tell you, I never met you before tonight?"