AmericaxReader ( I have no clever title for this one)
FFFFFFFFFF! WHY DO I KEEP WRITING THESE?! ok, TECHNICALLY this is not based on real life events. I just happened to think of this story when I was waiting for my mom to pick me up from confirmation class.
You sighed as you sat outside your school. It was Friday, and you wanted to go home. You, unlike everyone else in the school, had no plans to go to a party, & just wanted to relax at home. Unfortunately, neither one of your older brothers had swung by to pick you up yet.
You considered calling them, but you didn't want to act paranoid or anything. You checked your phone for the time. It read 3:15. You had only gotten out at 2:50, so it hadn't been long. You guessed you were just antsy & wanted to get home. just preoccupy yourself ___________, one of them will come by eventually. You thought, and pulled out your book & started to read.
Most of the kids had cleared out of the parking lot. A handful were still sitting outside, one of them being you. You sighed and looked at your phone, and when you saw the time, you huffed, and shoved it back into your pocket. Neither of them had shown up.
Suddenly, you glanced over and saw your French teacher, Francis Bonnefoy, walking past. Francis, you knew, was a good friend of your eldest brother. Even though he was a teacher, he was only 19, the youngest teacher at the school.
You held out your right hand towards him. "Francis!" You shouted. Only because he was friends with your brother, were you allowed to call him that outside of class. He stopped walking and turned to you, and smiled, walking over. "Ah, __________! Bonjour!" he said.
He stopped in front of you and put his right hand in his pocket and gave you a small wink, like he always did when you used his first name. (And as I'm typing this, France's 'marukaite chikyuu' pops up on my favorites playlist. how ironic?! author) "Did you need something ma élève~?" He asked. You smiled.
All the other girls, mostly seniors, complained he was a pervert, & you had seen him hit on some of the upper classmen girls, but to you, he treated like a close friend. You guessed it was a result of him being your brother's friend, and him knowing he'd get his ass kicked if he DID try and hit on you.
"Do you know where Gilbert is?" you asked, slightly tilting your head to the right. "He's usually never this late picking me up." He did a sad smile and shook his head. "desole ma chérie, I don't know where ta frère is." He started digging in his pocket & pulled out his car keys. "do you need a ride __________?" he asked.
You shook your head. "No thanks, one of them will show up eventually. But merci anyway." You said smiling. He chuckled a little and spun his keys around his index finger. "Alright then ma ami, I'll see you on lundi then. au revoir~" he said and walked into the parking lot.
You sighed. You just wanted to leave. You pulled out your phone and pushed the button that had Ludwig's number on speed dial. You then held it up to your ear and waited patiently. It rang for a little bit.
After a bit, he picked up. "speak." He said, in his usual way of answering his phone. "Ludwig?" you asked. "__________?" He asked, his serious tone softening a bit. "Something wrong?" You sighed. "Yes, I'm still at school. Can you pick me up please?" you asked, using your sweet voice. Ludwig sighed on the other end. "I can't. I'm in (city that's about 4 hours from your house), remember?"
You face palmed. Of course. You had forgotten Ludwig was out of town on some sort of thing with his college. You smiled a bit sad. "oh yeah, I forgot, sorry Ludwig, I'll just get Gilbert to pick me up." You said. He chuckled. "I'll see you when I get back, alright?" You nodded. "alright, bye~" you said sweetly.
You had always liked the younger of your two older brothers, Ludwig, better because he wasn't always going on about how awesome he was. Plus, he didn't have scary red eyes like Gilbert, which, when he was angry, made him look ten times more evil.
"Sie sehen" He said. 'click' he hung up and the phone went quiet.
You were pissed now. There were no other kids outside with you anymore. You were by yourself. You whipped out your phone & your eyes widened when you looked at the time. You furiously jammed down the button that had Gilbert on speed dial and pressed the phone to your ear.
It rang a few seconds, and then suddenly VERY LOUD music blasted out of the speaker. You jumped and held the phone away from your ear. "hello?" a voice said. You recognized that voice as Gilbert's and brought your phone back to your ear. "Gilbert! It's me! Where are you?!" You said, practically shouting into the phone.
"____________? Didn't I tell you?! I'm at a party! It's almost as awesome as me! Have Ludwig pick you up!" he said. You huffed. "I can't! He's out of town remember?! " you said angrily. "well I can't come get you! Have one of your friends pick you up!" he said. "Gilbert you irresponsible little-" 'click' Gilbert hung up. You growled in frustration.
You decided to call your friend Angelica. Maybe if you asked her mom nicely, and explained the circumstances, she would let you spend the night. You searched your contacts before coming across her, and called her number.
It rang, and then, just like with Gilbert, VERY LOUD music blasted through the speaker. "Hey _______! What's up!" Angelica said. You frowned slightly. "hey, can you possibly have your mom come pick me up? Ludwig's out of town and-" "Shhhh! I'm on the phone Gil~!" You heard Angelica say to someone in the same room.
The other person said something, then you heard Angelica laughing, and, you strained to hear, the other person's laugh sounded very familiar. "keseseseseses!" Your eyes widened. "Angelica?! Where are you?!?!" you asked. "I'm at a party!" she replied. "Is my brother with you?!?!" You asked. "Yeah! He invited me to come with him! We like to think of it as a date~" she said giggling.
Your eyes narrowed. "What about Kiku?" you asked accusingly. Kiku Honda, the Japnaese exchange student, was Angelica's boyfriend. Silence. Angelica then laughed suddenly. "Oh ________, he won't find out! What he doesn't know can't hurt him!" she said. Your eyes widened and your mouth fell open. "I'm gonna go party now! Bye!" she said. "wait Angeli-" 'click' "DAMNIT!" you screamed.
You sat in your spot, hugging your knees. The sun was setting now, and it was starting to get cold. You put your head in your knees and cried softly. You wanted to call the police to pick you up, but you couldn't bring yourself to rat out your brother. You shivered and let out another quiet sob.
You suddenly felt something being placed on your back. "__________?" a voice asked. You slightly opened your eyes and saw a brown leather jacket draped over you. You looked up and gasped slightly, quickly wiping your eyes. There, standing over you, was your best friend Alfred F. Jones.
He knelt down beside you and looked at your face. You quickly looked down at the ground. You didn't want him to see you crying. "You alright?" he asked. You sniffled. You told yourself to nod. But your body disobeyed you and you instead, shook your head and flung yourself into his arms, crying softly.
He sighed and softly stroked your (h/l), (h/c) hair, and pulled you closer to him with his other hand. "why're you still here?" he asked. You felt the tears run down your cheeks faster. "L-Ludwig is out of town
a-and Gil-Gilbert is at a party w-with Angelica
.I-I've been here f-for th-three hours." You said, trying your best to control your voice.
"E-Everyone left a-a long t-time ago
.wh-why are you st-still here?" you asked, the tears still streaming down your face. He chuckled slightly. "Practice just ended." He said. You mentally face palmed. You felt so stupid for asking that question. How could you forget Alfred was the star player on the football team?
You said nothing, the tears running down your face still, but not as much as before. Alfred's touch was soothing and comforting. Neither of you moved or said anything for a while. You had never said anything about it to anyone, but you had secretly had a crush on Alfred since 8th grade.
You were in the same grade since kindergarten, and he'd always been a year older then you, but you were friends none the less. After a while you felt him move slightly. You blinked open your eyes. You hadn't known how long you had been sitting there. "c'mon" he said, pulling out his keys. "I'll drive you home."
You smiled. "really?" you asked blushing slightly. He chuckled. "Of course! What kind of hero would I be if I didn't rescue the beautiful damsel in distress?" he said flashing you his typical smile. You noticed there was a slight blush on his face. Suddenly, his words comprehended in your mind. You blushed a dark red. He thinks I'm beautiful? you asked yourself.
He stood up & held his hand out to you. You took his hand and he helped you up. Unfortunately, he pulled a little too hard and you ended up falling right into his arms again. Your (e/c) eyes met his blue ones and you blushed a dark red.
He chuckled and lead you to his car. You gasped slightly. It was a shiny, red, (favorite sports car). "wow" you breathed. He chuckled slightly. "Birthday present" he mumbled sheepishly. He then laughed, for your face held a look that was a mix of shock, jealously, and laughter. He opened the passenger door for you. You blushed and got in. He then walked around to the driver's side, put the key in the ignition, and turned on the car.
Alfred pulled into your driveway. You started to get out, when you turned to him, blushing. "D-do you want to come inside? N-No one's here so we won't have to have Gilbert being annoying." He smiled slightly, and turned off the car and got out. You smiled slightly.
You unlocked the door and stepped inside, turning on a light. "You want anything to drink?" you asked. "you got coke?" he asked. You nodded. "hey I need to use the restroom, I'll be right back" he said. You nodded. "you know where it is" you said as he headed upstairs.
You pulled out a coke for Alfred, and a (favorite soda or drink) for yourself and headed upstairs. You started walking to the 'entertainment room' which had the large t.v. and all the games. You passed by your room, and suddenly stopped.
You backed up a bit, and peaked inside, to see Alfred, in your room. You felt your face go red. He was looking at something. You felt your face got even redder when you realized just what it was he was looking at. He was looking at the wall right next to your bed. On that wall were pictures of Alfred. Most of them were with you, and some were him by himself.
He then glanced at one part of the wall, and you felt your heart stop. He was looking at one of the pictures of you two together. It wasn't just any picture of you two though, it was the picture taken at the school dance in 8th grade.
You had gone as friends and you had your picture taken together. You both were smiling, both your hands held his left hand, & he had his right hand around your waist. That picture you had framed in a special wooden frame, with hand carved roses and hearts on it.
He took it off the wall and studied it. He traced his hand around one of the hearts. You gasped slightly. He turned around to see you standing there. Suddenly, you heard a clunk, and the next thing you knew, you were running downstairs, tears blurring your vision. The soda cans were on the floor upstairs.
You were almost to the door, when you felt a hand grab yours and pull you backwards. Alfred stared you straight in the face. You squeezed your eyes shut and tried to pull away. "Let me go Alfred! I've ruined enough already! I understand if you think I'm weird and you don't want to ever talk to me aga-"
You were suddenly cut off when you felt something warm against your lips. Your eyes flew open to see Alfred, closing his eyes, blushing a dark red, with his lips against yours. You felt your face heat up. You then slowly closed your eyes and kissed back.
It felt better then you had ever imagined it would. His lips tasted like coke, and his kiss was sweet, yet passionate. You wrapped your arms around his neck. He took his right hand and pulled your head in closer, deepening the kiss, and his left arm he wrapped around your waist, pulling your body closer to his.
Soon you found each other wrestling your tongues together. Alfred eventually won and began exploring your mouth. You moaned softly. You knew you were enjoying this way too much. You wanted the kiss to go on forever, but you both needed air and broke apart. You smiled slightly, both your faces flushed, and you leaned his forehead on his. "I love you ________." He said, panting slightly. You smiled. "I love you too." You said.
He kissed you again, softly this time. Suddenly, you heard someone clear their throat. You broke the kiss to see Gilbert standing in the doorway. You laughed embarrassedly as your face turned a dark red.
"So I can't go to a party, but my sister can have her boyfriend over and make out with him in the stairway?" He said laughing. Usually you would scream at him for being annoying, but you were so happy, that you and Alfred laughed too.