HetaliaxReader-Lost my Book-England has it!
You could see the handsome brit, making his way towards you, carrying your diary in his hand. He looked a little delighted to see you. You walked towards him, and finally seeing your book made you sigh in relief.
"Here, love." he passed you the book and shoved his hands in his pockets. You loved it when he called you love.
"Thank you Arthur!" finally your notebook was safe. You tucked it safely in your purse. "I wouldn't want Francis to read it."
Arthur nodded in agreement. You took another glimpse of him. He was so lovely in every way. From his blond hair to his gentlemenly clothing style, to his love for mythical creatues, and use of black magic.
"Soo..Arthur." you broke the silence. "What are you doing right now?"
"Going home, love." he seemingly choked. "Want to come with me?"
"I'd be delighted."
He held his hand for you, instead of linked arms with him, and made your way to his house.
*****************Athur's house yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!!************
"More tea, (your name)?" Arthur asked, for like the twentieth time. He seemed to be more nervous that usual, and it made you feel like he was wasteing his time on you or somthing. Maybe it was about the book. Did he read it? Read something he shouldn't have? Maybe he doesn't like you the way you like him.
"No thanks Arthur." you gestured with your hands, taking a bite of a scone that he DID NOT make. He bought them at the market with you last weekend. He was fine then. Why not now?
"Is something wrong Arthur?"
He glanced at you for a moment, then looked around the room-avoiding your gaze.
You decided to be honest with him, but in a way making him tell you what you want to know. You decided to test your charade. Putting on a very snotty, mean girl voice you said:
"Well, if I'm only wasteing your time.." you get your teacup down, and Arthur looked at you with sadness. "then I'll be off."
He got up as soon as you did.
"Nonono (your name) I was just thinking.."
You raised an eyebrow.
"Abot what?" you hmmmphed. "Not ME, obviously."
That's when he snapped.
"Of course it's you..." he suddenly turned red and sat down in his chair. You took off the mean girl act, and went to sit beside him
"No I'm sorry, (your name)."
You gazed at him.
"That was not your fault I just-"
"I've liked you for a long time now.." he spoke, normally. Like he was just plain old talking. "And I just wanted you to know I thought taking that bloody book would get you to notice me more. If not, then you may leave." he crossed his arms.
His tsundre side is showing.
You gave him a light hug from behind.
"I know..me too..I'm glad you took the book.."
He turned to face you-not knowing how close you were-and your lips touched ever so much. You both turned red again, and looked away from eachother. You were the first to talk though.
"England...you so..." you stopped. "BLOODY AMAZING!"
He looked at you with his loving green eyes, and then kissed you.
"(your name), have i ever told you how much your (e/c) eyes stand out?"
You giggled, and leaned into him.
"I want the tea. From your lips." You smiled, and kissed him affectionately again, which he did not seem to object. From that moment on, you never took your book to world meetings again, instead, you brought your handsome brit instead.