DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HETALIA. IF I DID HETALIA WOULDN'T EXIST BECAUSE I WOULD HAVE KEPT IT ALL FOR MYSELF. ALSO THE SONG IS NOT MINE. THE SONG IS, ENGLISH MAN IN NEW YORK, BY STING.
A/N: Hello. This is my very first fanfic. Seriously I'm scared that I'm doing something wrong if I post this up. Anyways, reviews are welcomed but if possible can you not review about my grammar mistake because I know I make mistakes here and there…even though my first language is English. I hope you like the story. Stay awesome like Prussia and I'll see you at the end of the story
Asdsfghjhkl: present self responding to past self
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MY LIFE
(AMERICAxENGLAND)
"Daddy? Daddy? Mommy, where's daddy?"
"Honey…"
"Emily, do you know where daddy is?"
"…sorry"
"But he was suppose to come by now…right?"
(Arthur wakes up from his dream)
THIRD P.O.V.
Arthur jumped out of his bed. He was 11 years old at the time and it was his first day of school in 5th grade. He got up and got ready for school. When he was finally done it was 7:14. He ran downstairs to find his mother cooking.
"Are you going to eat Arthur?" his mother asked
"No thanks, bye mommy!" Arthur yelled with enthusiasm
Well at those times no matter what happened before, I was happy. But it was what happened afterwards that crushed me.
Arthur walked all the way to his school. It wasn't far away so he managed. On the way he mumbled some lyrics to a song.
"I don't drink coffee, I take tea my dear, I like my toast down on one side, and you can hear it in my accent when I talk, I'm an Englishman in New York." Arthur looked up to see he was finally at school. He walked in the school yard and entered his line. There he found a boy with blonde hair and a strange cowlick formed in it. He was jumping up and down. He went up to the boy to check on him.
"Um… are you okay?"
"Oh, hello. I'm fine I'm just excited. Aren't you?"
"No…can you stay online." Arthur asked trying to calm the boy down.
"NOPE! Oh yeah. My name is Alfred f. Jones."Arthur looked down, trying to figure out what the f means in his name.
"…O-oh. My name is Arthur Kirkland"
"Dude your eyebrow are huge." Arthur sigh. That's the first thing everyone notices about him. His eyebrows. The two started a conversation while more and more students came walking to the line. At some point the teacher came with the attendance sheet.
"Dude look it's our teacher!" Alfred screamed into Arthurs ears making him wince from the pain
"Okay, everyone calm down!" the teacher semi yelled. Everyone looked up at our teacher
"Good. I promise you all this would be a great year "
Halve the year flew by and in mean time, me and became best friends. My only friend.
"Yo, Arthur, come sit over here"
He would invite me over to his house. There we studied, played games, and o course, we ate
"Artie what does this mean"
"Git, first don't call me that. Second, this is an easy problem"
But one day… he started hanging out with other people. And didn't make time for me.
"Do you want to go to the park to feed the birds!"
"Sorry Artie. Gotta go somewhere." Alfred ran to other people and walked away from him
He slowly slipped away. Sometimes he even ignored me
"Alfred! Alfred!" why? I'm pretty sure he can hear me "Alfred."
He even stopped calling me artie. Though it looked like I hated that nickname, in the inside I loved it. Until it came the point where he just stopped.
"Class please pick your partners!"
"Alfred. Do you want to be partners?"
"No Arthur" Alfred said straight up
And there came a day.
"HAHAHA, yeah dude!" that sounds like Alfred. I should go and try to talk to him
In which I stumbled upon him and went up to him
"Hey um, Alfred." Why? He isn't even listening to me. But I'm right in front of him.
He looked at me but just passed by me. Giving me a disgusted look while doing so. Like if we didn't know each other
"Why Alfred? You said you'd always be my friend." Arthur whispered to himself
He had his arms wrapped around a smiling girl. She was pretty I had to admit it
"I didn't do anything to you"
He turned the corner and in clear view for me to see he leaned in on the girl and passionately kissed her
"Why me? You can't do this to me." Arthur said while feeling streams of tears rolling down his face
That day
"Because… I, I"
I realized the most important thing in my life
"I love you"
I spend that night crying. My sister Emily had to be by my side the whole night. I was in a depressive state like that for about a month. And for that time I also didn't go to school. I didn't eat much, didn't communicate with family that well, and didn't sleep a lot. After that month, I decided it would be better if I just was emotionless. So no one can hurt. Keep away from anyone. Maybe even my family. I had good grades for the rest of the years and I never talked to Alfred ever again. I passed the grade and we didn't go to the same middle school. It was like that for seven years. It led me to the person I am now. Arthur Kirkland.
I'm 18 years old and entering college. It was the night before I had to go to my college and move in since it was a boarding school. My college is World W University.
Arthur was packing his stuff when he heard his mom scream from the kitchen.
"Would you like dinner Arthur?"
"No! Just leave my dinner for Allistor and Dylan!"
"You know today is the last day you get to taste some of moms homemade cooking" Emily said while entering the room without knocking or asking permission.
"Yeah, I know…but I don't want to eat right now."
"I don't know why he acts like this. If he uses his father as an excuse that's just pathetic and weak" Arthur's mom said while entering the room
"I don't think it's that mommy" Emily said trying to defend me. I didn't say anything because I wanted to see what she would say if I don't stop her.
"Well that's the only reason he has. I don't understand what I did wrong to receive such a weak child"
"Mommy I don't think it's that. I'm pretty sure he has another reason!"
"But he's always so depressive. He's going to end up being a drug because if he keeps on with this that would be the only thing that would make him happy!" Arthur's mom shouted with an angry tone and a spark in her eye to show that she meant every word
"MOM, ENOUGH!" Emily screamed angrily
"No, she's right. I have to change…..but I have my reasons and I won't change!" Arthur finally spoke. Well more like screamed.
"I am right. And don't change. See if I care. It's not my future, it's yours" Arthurs mother screamed back while barging out of his room.
"You know she didn't mean that" Emily said trying to comfort me.
"No…didn't you see her eyes. She meant every word" Emily looked down to the floor knowing that my response was correct and she did mean it. All of it.
"Go to sleep. You have school in four days. You don't want to also have bags under your eyes" I told Emily while pushing her to the door
"Alright Arthur. Goodnight, sweet dreams." Emily left. I locked the door and walked to my bed and landed on it.
"I wonder if that college is better than this hell hole" Arthur quickly fell asleep on his bed and surprisingly, without a dream to disturb him
END OF CHAPTER 1
A/N: man that was a little harder than expected. It is 1:32 A.M. in the morning and I'm outside of my room and mothers room and if my mother catches me here she is going to rage rant about how I need my sleep. I've reread this I don't know how many times and I'm really getting tired *yawn*. Any ways thanks for reading. Please review and I'll try responding on the next chapter. It was very nice to finally let a story out since I have like a ton load of them in a notebook in which I write my stories in and I keep on writing new stories so I just want to at least actually start one. I'm off. Stay awesome as always like Prussia
Prussia: hey no one can be as awesome as the awesome Prussia
Me: sorry Prussia, maybe not but they are still awesome even if not as awesome as you
Prussia: okay, I'll take that as an exception. You should be glad awesomeness allows it
Me: yes of course, now go back to doing whatever you were doing or else I'll be forced to call Mattie and make him use his hockey stick on you
Prussia: *walks backwards slowly and then starts running*
Me: say hi to Canada for me! *waves with an evil smirk*
BYE
From,
CANADA, PRUSSIA AND ME
P.S: My real name is Kimberly. Not telling you my last name!