Hetalia One Shots

Reader X France : Overwhelming (1/2)

"You and Francis are such good friends!"

"Are you guys dating?"

You sigh, walking past all the prestigious girls in the halls. You weren't dating Francis. You were good friends; you didn't like him that way.

You see the tall platinum blond standing in front of your locker. He grins and waves. You wave back.

"Hey fille! What's up?" 

You shrug and make him move over so you can get to your locker. "Well, Madame yelled at me again."

"Why is that?"

"I cussed in her class again."

"I knew  I should have never taught you those. You use them so carelessly!"

"It's not my fault it's more fun to cuss in French than it is English, anyways, it was before class even started so she shouldn't care."

Francis sighs and pushes his lips togeather, it was a natural Francis look.  You roll your eyes at him. 

"Anyways, Francis we should get to math. We don't want another reason for math to suck even more."

"I suppose you're right."

You then head down the crowded high school hallway. You try to push out the people who are awing at you and Francis, Francis seems not to notice. Once you both sit down at your desks he turns to you, "There was homework last night."

"There was?" You panic. "Merde!"

The class goes on with you and Francis receiving a lecture about responsibility.  

"Ugh, why doesn't she give everyone else a lecture? It's so stupid." 

"Yeah, I believe there were at least five other people who never do their homework.  Ever."

"I think she might have double standers." 

"She's probably just yelling at us because we have a better relationship than she does." 

Your eyes go wide. Did he just say what you think he said?

"Uh," You look at Francis and he blushes.

"Ah, sorry things just slip out of my mouth, non?" He rubs the back of his neck, "I should go to class, I'll see you later."

Francis then leaves you in the crowded hallway. 

You couldn't pay attention to any of your classes for the rest of the day, your head was filled with questions about Francis. 

Did he like you? It's a fifth-grade statement but you couldn't help wondering. 

Would a guy like Francis, who has girls just flying to him, actually decide to have a crush on you?

Now that just seemed silly. Let's be real, the only person who's ever had a crush on you, was in 3rd grade. And it was because he liked your toys. 

You tried to shrug off the feeling that something jurassic was about to happen, but to no avail, you kept thinking about it.  You kept thinking about it to an extent that it annoyed you. 

By the end of the school day, you check your phone only to see a few messages pop up.

Francis has sent you (5) text messages

Alfred has sent you (1) text message

Your heart misses a beat. Alfred sent you a message, that dork who you've known for the longest time, he sent you a message. You gently open the text message.

Alfred: hey do u have the homework for science, thx.

Your face goes from "omfg he texted me" to "why". You grimly respond that you did not, in fact, have the homework. 

After you exit out of the conversation with Alfred, your eyes are immediately drawn to Francis. 

Did you have to check? Not really, but...

He's your best friend. You click to open the messages. 

Francis: ___! 

Francis: ___?

Francis: Don't tell me you're ignoring me! I don't think my French heart could take it!

Francis: ___, you've got to be kidding me.

Francis: Meet me on the roof at 7:30, before school. I have something to tell you. It's important.

Did it really seem like you were ignoring him? Let's be honest, it did. 

So you decided to show up, you couldn't just ignore it. 

The next morning when you went up to the roof, your heart was beating at the speed of sound. 

You stand on top of the roof, staring out into the horizon. The sun was starting to rise. Pretty. You hear someone cough and then, you turn around. It was Francis. 

"___, so the important thing I have to tell you is that..." He starts to twiddle with his fingers. 

"Go on, you can tell me anything." 

"I've realized, ever since we were friends, that I had a deep feeling for you. Of course, I didn't realize it until later on, but I felt something deep inside of me. It was just gnawing at me and I couldn't ignore it. Every single time I saw you, my heart started to flutter and whenever you came to me crying about your boyfriend or something, I got jealous. Then I realized something," 

Francis takes a step closer to you and looks you in the eyes.

"I am in love with you." 

Your mouth goes wide in awe, "Francis, I..."

You look down, 

"I need some time to think about this." 

Francis looks obviously disappointed, but he nods. "I understand, take all the time you need. Because," 

He smiles, 

"I'll wait." 

-----------

TIME TO GO WRITE A PART TWO KILL ME