Chapter 17

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I don't own Hetalia, if I did there would be so many couples it would be unbelievable!

{England's POV}

I shuffled into my bedroom and sunk onto the floor, my knees under my chin.
"W-Why...why?" My voice stuttered and broke. Why now? I was just realising my feelings for America and then this. What the hell was France playing at? Hahaha, oh Arthur, you've certainly messed things up now haven't you. Poor Alfred must be devastated. I think it's nearly over for you poppet.
"That's it then, I'm a goner. America hates me. I have nothing now, I care about him and he probably won't even speak to me ever again" I sat there for a few hours, weighing my options. They all ended with America rejecting me and Oliver taking over. I sighed and got up, looking out my window, the sun had started to set and the sky was deep orange colour. I laid on the bed and put my hands over my eyes.
"Stupid, stupid, stupid" I repeated over and over like a mantra. I started to cry without realising it, but I didn't care. A part of me wanted Oliver to take over so I wouldn't have to deal with this any longer. I crawled under the bedsheets and hugged one of my pillows, pretending it was America. That thought helped me settle into sleep again, instead of having nightmares about Oliver I had nightmares about him; he wanted his independence, he left me in the field, he hugged me and said he would never leave me, he told me he loved me. And I just stood there, not knowing what to say or do, conflicting emotions, hating him for leaving me, loving him for coming back. Just loving him because he was America, Alfred. Because he was a hero in some sense, because I knew he could help me and save me from the bad things in my mind. Alas, it all stopped, the thin veil shattered and I woke up, tears in my eyes and screaming for America. But he wouldn't come, he wasn't here, and I was sure that he didn't care anymore.

Sorry for the short chapter but I want to move on to the next few parts , hopefully if I write them properly it'll be cute and will make you all 'awhh~'

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