The Exchange Student (Hetalia x reader)

First Kiss. Sort of.

I had come home today with a lot on my mind.
-Chelsie was cool.
-Arthur seemed like a dad person. And who knows MAGIC!?!
-Ivan was weird for wearing clothes that should be worn in winter.
-Alfred seemed nice but he was a bit too hyperactive.
-Gilbert was a weird person because he kept checking out girls that walked past.
-So did Antonio.
-And Francis.
-Ludwig doesn't socialise very much and rarely smiles.
-Matthew is very quiet and sometimes forgotten.
-And Raivis. He was nice and pretty cute. He hung out with me all day and on some occasions he tried to grab my hand but I pulled it away. If we were really dating, then he has a reason otherwise it was awkward.

I was lying in bed rerunning these thoughts through my head and my mum called me from downstairs. I took my pillow off my face and got up. I walked downstairs and joined my parents for dinner.

~~~~~~~~timeskip, Thursday morning~~~~~~~~
I arrived at school and opened my locker. My eyes widened and my jaw dropped. My locker had a (f/c) love heart pillow in it and a bunch of (f/flower)s. I looked around and saw Raivis leaning against the locker 13 lockers away. He stood up straight and walked over to me.
"Do you like it?" He asked, hugging me from behind. I pulled him off me and turned to look at him.
"It's very nice, Raivis. Thank you." He smiled at me and hugged me.
"I love you, (y/n)." I was shocked and I let go of him, slowly backing away as he walked forward, making me back into the locker.
"Did we say that a lot?" I laughed, nervously.
"No. We never did. This is the first time either of us have said it." He said, laughing back. The bell went and I sighed in relief. The smile disappeared from his face when he heard this and he walked off, pouting.

~~~~~~~~timeskip, lunchtime~~~~~~~~
Raivis had pulled me away from the group and taken me to a deserted part of the school. He was holding my hand and I stopped trying to get him to let go because I enjoyed it. He stopped suddenly and pulled me into his arms, embracing me in a warm hug.
"(y/n), I really do love you. And I know you love me back but this whole 'memory loss' thing is interfering with our relationship." He let go of me and turned away from me."But you will love me back soon. Only 2 more days. I can wait." He then turned back to me and cupped my face with his warm hands. He slowly leaned forward and placed his lips on mine. I fought against his strength and he eventually pulled away. I looked at him for a while until I finally brought my arm up and slammed my hand into the side of his face. He stood there shocked as he put his hand up to his, now red, cheek.
"I-I'm sorry, (y/n)." He walked off, still holding his face. I didn't hear from him for the rest of the day nor all Friday. I tried to talk to him but he would just turn away.