You were the biggest rebel you could be. Piercings, colored hair, and typically wore all black all the time. All in all, you were a punk and quite anti-social. You were just going about your regular day, sulking from class to class, getting all A's, and avoiding everyone you could. It was now after school, and you always went to the forest to this little hill overlooking the city.
Working on your homework, you slapped on your headphones, and yet again, blocked out the world. It was normal to you, and you didn't know any different. After your parents had died, nobody ever cared for you. You had a very large inheritance so you could survive. Then just a few months later, your grandparents left you an even bigger inheritance. Now you had no family left except for their graves you visited every weekend.
Suddenly, there was a tap on your shoulder. Okay, you were pissed and wondering who would have the audacity to do that. Well sure enough, it certainly wasn't who you were expecting. It was that kid named….what was his name? Oh yeah, Arthur. He was the other infamous punk at your school, Hetalia High. Reluctantly, you pulled your earphones down around your neck.
"What?" you asked him snarling.
"I followed you here, love."
"And why, may I ask, were you doing that?"
"I thought you looked quite lonely. Plus, it's not good for a young lady to be here all by herself. I mean, what if something happened?" Arthur replied, taking a seat on the ground next to you.
"It's not like anyone would care anyway…." you mumbled.
You couldn't escape his eyes, so green, like the forest behind you. Plus, that British accent was seriously affecting you. All you could do was reply awkwardly.
"Well thanks, I guess."
_______ was the most beautiful girl I had ever met. She had (h/c) with (fav color) bangs. Snake-bites, gages, a lip ring, and several other ear piercings adorned her face. I loved her Union Jack patterned jeans, The Who tshirt, and her dark gray hoodie.
"Well thanks, I guess," she mumbled.
"Love, tell me what happened."
"WHAT?! WHY WOULD I TELL YOU?!" _____ said defensively.
"Listen, _____. I know you live alone and you just shut yourself away from anybody. Please, you need to tell someone before it hurts you."
It was beginning to get really cold outside, and that was weird for a spring day.
"Arthur, listen to me. Unless you get close to me, I'm not gonna talk. So what do you say?"
"Well then I'll just have to get close to you. How about dinner at my place?"
"Alright, I've got nothing better to do anyways, so why not?"
"I hope you don't mind, but two of my brothers might be home as well," Arthur checked politely.
"It's alright," she said and grabbed her stuff.
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After a walk and then a short drive, you were at his mansion. Yes, mansion. He came from a wealthy family, and had never even known his parents. His older brother Francis had to take care of his three younger siblings. Francis and Matthew, Arthur's younger brother and twin to Alfred, were home. Knowing Alfred, he was probably out partying somewhere.
"We're here, love," Arthur said pulling into his carport.
Both of you grabbed your things from the back seat and headed inside. You took off your combat style boots, and followed Arthur to the kitchen.
"Bloody frog, I brought home a friend!" Arthur yelled towards the direction of the living room.
Some rustling was heard, and suddenly a man with shoulder length, blonde, flowy locks, slight stubble, and stunningly blue eyes slid into the kitchen.
"Mon ami! It's a fine young lady. Are you sure she's just a friend?" Francis asked.
This is where you butted in.
"Yessir! I am just a friend and nothing more."
"Ooooh sassy as vell! Good luck Artie~!"
Arthur just stood there, holding the bridge of his nose. Suddenly, his head popped up and his emerald eyes snapped open.
"Is pizza alright to eat?"
"Sure thing, where from?"
"How about Hungry Howies?"
"Yeah, sure they have good pizza," you said leaning on the counter.
Thereafter, "Artie" called the pizza place and made some Earl Gray while you waited. After taking a few sips, you sighed.
"Something wrong, love?"
"Oh, it's just I used to drink this with my mother all the time, that's all."
"Oh well good then."
"Wha-" before you could ask the question, the doorbell rang, meaning the pizza guy.
While eating, you both made idle chatter, mainly about teachers, movies, music you both liked, and books. After eating, you helped do the dishes, and Arthur actually had you laughing and smiling.
Arthur was drying off his hands when he decided to be bold ask you something.
"Hey wanna watch a movie?"
"Like what?" you inquired.
"Well Alfred keeps all these scary movies in a cabinet, so why don't you choose one from there?"
"You up for something REALLY scary?" You were not afraid of almost anything at all. Scaring Arthur would be fun~.
"W-whatever you so desire," he replied, forcing a smile.
~!@#$%^&*()_+LE TIME SKIP FROM BIG BRO FRANCE+_()&^%$#@!~
Okay, so apparently Alfred has some of the scariest movies ever made. Like ever. You were clutching a pillow and using it to hide your face. Arthur was hugging his knees and rocking back and forth just a little. And then suddenly;
"AHHHHHH!!!!" both of you screamed. Well this proved, both of you were really scaredy cats.
Then the killer, who happened to look like Slenderman, appeared and brutally murdered three more girls. I'll just say by the end of the movie, you were holding onto each other for dear life.
"A-A-Arthur, can we watch something else, like a comedy please?"
"YES! I'll get one on paperview."
Just then, the front door creaked open, and a tall black figured walked in, holding something in his hand. Both of you screamed at the top of your lungs, hugging each other even tighter.
"What dudes? It's just the hero!"
"Alfred, you bloody wanker! How could you do something like that?"
"Hey, it's not my fault you're watching the scariest movie I own!"
After that, you all fell asleep watching the comedy movie, you in Arthur's arms.