Wishes (SpUk fanfic)

Chapter 4

Chapter 4: My Wish

[Author's Note: I didn't realize people would actually read these! But I'm happy you guys are; I have to change something so sorry if your upset about this, but I have to change who Arthur is betrothed to. Instead of Gilbert and Ludwig's cousin (who doesn't exists and I made up) it's going to be Kiku Honda (Japan).
Thank you! And that's all...]

Arthur stood by the entrance/exit of the garden and was walking towards me. I had only two ways to get out of here before he notices it's me. One way is to jump out of the bench I am sitting at and hopefully have some kind of supernatural power to jump over the garden wall, the other is to punch Arthur unconscious and just leave him there while I run away.

I know both of my ideas sounded stupid, but what was a hot spaniard who was about to be face-to-face with his crush who was with another supposed to do? And besides, if the clouds move out of the night sky's way then Arthur would see dry tear stains on my face and that would be too embarrassing for me to handle.

I stood up and decided to go with this other idea that came in my head: run out of the garden and hopefully Arthur doesn't catch me. I wished I thought of this one more...

I ran around the bench and towards Arthur. He froze in place and looked dumbfounded, which was good right? As I was running, I bent my left knee and pushed myself forward while my back was arched. Your wondering why I'm doing that right? Well, I'm trying to do what those spies do in movies when they try to dodge the bad guy's bullets but need to make it to the other side so they do a cool dodge/slide and make it to the other side of them.

Yeah, I wished I could have thought of that more. At least thought about the situations that could happen because somehow an arm manage to slam my chest and I ended up falling to the yellowish ground, but before I did instinct told me to grab the arm as I fell, and I did.

"Bloo-agh!"

Both of us fell to the ground, but I wished I was at the top so that I could hop off of him and run, sadly I was on the bottom. Wait...that sounded wrong.

"Bloody hell! What was that for you git?!"

I tried to struggle free but he seemed to be pushing me down because both of his hands were clawing on the grass and his chest seemed to be getting all of the weight on me. I think I can feel his heart beating fast... Can he feel mine?

"I was trying to slide past you! Pero su brazo estaba en mi camino!"

Luckily the clouds were still blocking the night sky so Arthur can't see it's my face-but my Spanish accent!

"Antonio? What the hell are you doing in the garden by yourself? ...And why the bloody fuck were you crying about? And you do realize I can't understand Spanish right?"

"Get off!"

Mierda. Mierda. Mierda. Mierda. I looked up at the sky and realized that the clouds began to move out of the way, I looked down at Arthur's face and noticed that he looked fascinating under the star's lights. It made him look... Like an angel.

The ang- I mean the Brit's face moved away from my view and so did the weight he put on me. It took me a few seconds to realize that he got off of me, just like I told him to. But why do I feel so... Betrayed?

"Answer me you- you git! You bloody git!"

I sat up and looked at Arthur who was standing a few feet away from me. The clouds were out of sight now and the night sky shown brightly which was just great! Now I have to answer Arthur's estúpido preguntas!

"You sound like Alfred now! Just shut up and let me think which question to answer first!" I yelled at him.

"I'm not like Alfred! I didn't even-"