*This is a original Hetalia AU* (All the books in this fanfiction series is co-written with @vampyhoe and myself.) THIS IS BOOK ONE OF EIGHT. **THIS BOOK WILL CONTAIN YAOI, IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT...DON'T READ IT** The AU will be explained in the introduction of this book along with a bit of the description.

As a continuation story from 2P!America x Reader Fan Fiction: Shit Happens, comes another heart-wrencher. After losing his brother, Matthieu didn't know what to do with his life. He ran away, getting as far away from you as possible. He's been MIA for over 5 years since you've seen him, until he shows up out of the blue, without a single ounce of memory. He could only remember bits and pieces of his life, and even fewer people in it. Now, almost 6 years later, he's come back home. With the single memory of his older brother, and nothing else.

The American Revolution was brutal. Blood was shed left and right. The boy Arthur used to know was now as strong as he, and he could do nothing about it. Once the battle was won, Alfred had declaired himself as America. As he went off, leaving Britain behind, he constantly looked back. He would remember the fun times they had together; the laughs they shared with so much passion and heart. But those days were nothing now. America needed to create his own happy memories within his own Nation. Ever since that dark day, something dark festered within Alfred. Years and years went by and he tried desperately to surpress the evil, hiding it with a smile around his friends. As Alfred looked in the mirror, the only thing he could see was that aura of evil, which seemed to have formed into a humanization. As he observed it closer, he noticed the apperition looked exactly like him, but with a darker hint. Alfred was terrified and tried to run. But the other was just as fast. He glared at the Real America with scarlet eyes, his dark brown hair wavering in front of his face. As the imposter smiled, a single tooth had been missing. The bomber-jacket wardrobe and denum jeans remained the same, but the attitude differed completely. It wasn't long before the second Alfred had changed things. He kept the first Alfred in fear, threatening him constantly with his nail-embedded baseball bat; which had been blood-stained over time from innocent victims. And through those harsh years, Alfred learned-from Italy-about his other being. And Italy said: "They are called 2Ps; Second Players. They are the evil and mean versions of us, and they call us 1Ps; First Players". From that day forward, Allen, Alfred's 2P, had run his life like a dictator. But what was life like from the 2P's point of view?

What happens when someone you don't know adds you on Facebook? Will you accept or ignore their friend request? What if your best friend introduced you to that person later on and he turned out to be quite a gentleman? This is a story about a girl and a boy who met during summer. Now what happens after that? Will love blossom? (I don't own Hetalia but I own this story. :) )

And in the end, we were all just humans...Drunk on the idea that love, only love, could heal our brokenness. #LovingGermany