|Just Talk To Me|Poland x Lithuania|Chapter 4|

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Poland followed America into one of his many rooms. It was old and dusty but it had a very inviting bed in the centre of it and thats all Pol cared about. He looked at his friend who looked exhausted and in pain. "Do you mind leaving us for a bit?" He asked Alfred, who was already on his way out "Call me if you need anything or if he gets worse." Feliks nodded and watched as the other country shut the door. "Hey, liet?" He questioned as he sat him on the bed, this boy had been hit in the head twice by a pipe and then had his heart broken in front of everybody, he couldn't imagine how he felt. "Leit, are you ok?" He placed his hand on the brunettes shoulder only to have it shaken off. "what do you think?" The bitterness in his voice shocked Poland "It's ok, honestly she wasn't worth it-" He was cut off by his 'friend' "Wasn't worth it? How do you know! You've never fallen in love so how could you know how it feels?" Poland looked at the floor "Your right i don't, i just wanted to try to make things better, thats all." He looked up "I need to stop that blood flow." Without waiting for a response from Tolys he walked into the ensuite and grabbed a towel. 


An hour had passed since their 'argument'. They both sat on the bed, backs to each other. Lithuania sighed "Poland, I'm sorry." He fidgeted, waiting for a response. "You've got nothing to apologise for, I'm the one that should be sorry. I shouldn't have gotten drunk, I should have been there to prevent what happened from happening, I-" He was cut off by the door opening. France, Prussia and Spain came hurling through the gap followed by Romano who staggred in after them. Poland looked over to see prussia was bleeding, badly. Spain looked up "Hey, hulp he fell inta uhh table bat hungary thought he was tryin ta mess with ger so she beat him and everyone join in." The fact he was so drunk he could barley speak paired with the fact he had a strong accent made Poland confused but he didnt really care. "I'm drunk too, liet is hurt this isnt the best room for help. Find Matthew i think he can do first aid." Feliks helped prussia up and leant him on the surprisingly more sober France who was grinning at him. He pushed his lips near his ear and muttered "As the country of love i can see what you feel towards Lithuania. You stood up to russia for him, no one does that." Feliks glared at him, "Oh shut it, we are a commonwealth nothing more." And with that they left. 


Poland sat back on the bed "That was odd" He laughed as he looked at the other boy, he saw  tear roll down his cheek. "hey, whats wrong?" Pol questioned as he placed a hand on his friends shoulder "I love her." He muttered. Feliks felt a pang of jealousy but ignored it as he pulled liet in for a hug "I know but she doesn't deserve you. Your an amazing friend and an amazing cook. You have a great sense of humour and your not the worst looking person. I know your sad but honestly, its better its out now than you wait a few years to find out your being used." Lithuania looked at him and smiled "Thanks i needed that." Poland nodded as he looked at the floor "So how are you feeling?" "better." Tolys muttered "I'm not in pain just a little light headded. Do you wanna go back into the party and pretend nothing happened?" Pol grinned an ear to ear smile "You bet! I-if thats ok with you?" "haha a few months ago you would never even think twice about how i felt but yeh i wanna go back." Poland was taken aback by what he said "I would have cared!" He protested "I may not always show t, but im not a bad country, am i?" Lithuania realised what he had said "N-No! Your perfectly fine! Its just, you were a little closed off to everyone else, like you had to be a character." Poland clenched his fists but decided to not start an argument "This." He waved his hand over himself "This isn't me. The rube obnoxious person is me, im just 'nicer' to you because I li-" He paused "because your My best friend." Lithuania looked at him, shocked "No your not! Your a kind, caring sweet person! I know it. Lets just get back to the party, ok?" Feliks sighed and followed Tolys out the door 'I almost told him i LIKED him! What is wrong with me?' He thought as he shut the door. 

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 18, 2020 ⏰

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