didn't
Alfred did
felt bad, but it didn't stop him. He smiled at the fort and called up (y/n).
"Hey this is (y/n). But I'm not here right now please leave a message." He
sighed but left one anyway. "Hey (y/n). I was just wondering if you wanted to
camp out in the woods. I made a fort for us. Just call or text me when you get
this. Peace." He stayed in the fort for a bit and his phone ringed. He looked
at it. "Hey that sounds awesome. I'll be there in a sec." Alfred smiled. "Okay.
it's behind my house. Just go through the back." He texted back and he put his
phone down. He waited for hours and (y/n) never came. He sighed as the sun went
down and fell asleep.
I found some
worms and stuff for fishin'
I thought
you'd wanna go with me, but you didn't
Alfred was
digging a hole in the back of his house. He saw worms wiggling in the dirt. He
smiled as he grabbed them. He called (y/n). It rang and (y/n) picked up.
"hello?"
"hey
dudette. I was wondering if you wanted to go fishing. Ya know like good old
times when we were little."
"Sure. Why
not? I'll be over in a little bit."
"Okay cool.
Just meet me at the Old River. Where we used to fish."
"Okay. See
you later."
"Yeah."
Alfred walk
to the river. The fish were jumping around in the lake. Alfred threw out his
line and waited for (y/n) to show up. Hours passed and (y/n) didn't show up at
all. Alfred sighed, packed his things, and silently went home.
I needed you
just to talk to, share my thoughts with
I thought
you'd want to, but you didn't
Alfred felt
lonely after him and Arthur got in a fight. He called (y/n).
"Hey (y/n).
I need to talk you. I need help right now."
"Okay. Why?
What happen?"
"Me and
Arthur got in a fight. So can you meet me at the park?"
"Okay."
Alfred
walked to the park and waited. Alfred watched as the people around him were
having a great time. He sighed as (y/n) didn't show again. He started doubting
their friendship.
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Violent J's Poem(America x Reader)
Short Story(Y/N) is a friend of America's. America loves (Y/N), but (y/n) doesn't pay attention to him. please no hate.
Violent J's Poem
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