2p England-Oliver Kirkland
(Y/n)-Your name
(H/t)-Home town
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(Y/n)'s P.O.V.
I walk down the streets of London holding my unopened umbrella in one hand. The skies are cloudy and grey and it will begin to rain soon. I need to hurry up and find my new apartment,
I moved to London from (H/t) because I needed to get away from my family. My mother and father abused me a lot, beating me up and always staring that my siblings were better than me at everything. My siblings hated me and always made my life hell. I didn't have much stuff as they would always break it.
I needed to get away so the second I turned 18 I decided to leave without telling them. Now I'm in London, far away from where they are. I can't find my apartment at all. I only have a small suitcase with my clothes and an umbrella.
That's when raindrops start to fall and people scatter out of the street. I open up my umbrella and keep walking. I can't stop now. My hair becomes soaked from the rain that's blowing and I'm chilled to the bone with the cold wind.
I feel myself shivering and I just want to give up. I should ask for directions, but no one is around. I keep walking through puddles making my feet soaked.
A door opens and I hear a bell ring.
"What are you doing out here in this storm poppet?" A British accented voice asks
I turn around to see a young man with strawberry blond hair, blue and pink eyes, a blue shirt with a pink vest and light brown pants. He looks pretty cute but also has a strange aura around him. I turn around to keep walking but I hear his footsteps run after me.
"What's wrong poppet? You shouldn't be out in this storm." He says stepping in front of me
"I'm lost, I can't find my new apartment" I sigh
"Come inside my bakery, it's warm and dry. We can talk there" He smiles and pulls me along with him
I follow him into his small pink and blue bakery which smells like cake. It's really nice in here. Very warm and calming which helps my anxious feeling over finding my apartment.
"My name is Oliver but you can call me Ollie, what's your name?" He asks
"(Y/n)" I answer
"Well (Y/n), do you want a cupcake?" He asks me
"Oh no thank you, I don't have any money." I smile "I just need some help finding my home."
He looks a little upset but covers it quickly with a smile.
"Well I'd be glad to help you, where do you live?" He asks
I show him my address and he gives me an upset look.
"This apartment complex closed down last month, no one lives there anymore." He says
I freeze, I bought my house two months ago so they must have closed it down after. Oh no I'm not going to have anywhere to stay. I feel tears well up in my eyes and I quietly look down.
"Don't cry poppet, you can stay here with me." He smiles
"I don't have any money or a job, I can't do that to you." I say
"Don't worry, you can work with me, I've been looking for some extra help for ages." He smiles
Eventually I agree that I will stay with him and work with him. He offers me some more cupcakes but I reject them kindly, I don't like accepting food from strangers.
2p England's P.O.V.
I look at the adorable beauty before me. Her name is (Y/n) and she is the most beautiful person I have ever met. I wouldn't never make her into one of my cupcakes, I just want to hold her and kiss her adorable nose.
I close up my shop for the day and take (Y/n) to my living quarters upstairs. I make her up a bed and give her some spare clothing.
"Now poppet, the one rule I have is that you can't go into the basement ok?" I say smiling
That's were I keep my... cupcake ingredients. She nods and head to the bathroom to change. I let out a squeal and head to my room. Oh my cupcakes (Y/n) is so cute.
*Time skip to a few weeks later*
(Y/n)'s P.O.V.
Over the past few week Oliver and I have become close friends. He eventually convinced me to try some of his cupcakes and they taste amazing. I can't believe that I get to work with someone as amazing as him.
It only took a few weeks for me to fall in love with him. From his sweet personality to the freckles he tries so hard to hide I ant think up any reason not to love him. But I don't think he feels the same about me.
Right now I'm watching over the store while he is at the shops for a few minutes to get some icing sugar. The door opens and I freeze at who walks through. It's my brother, (b/n). What the hell does he want?
"Well hello dear sister, didn't think I would find you?" He states smiling creepily
"Leave (B/n), I don't want you here." I yell
"Hmm I don't think so." He says smiling and grabbing my hair over the counter
He pulls me over the counter using my hair and yanks me over to the basement door.
"No one will hear us down here." He says opening the door
"No we aren't allowed here." I shout and try to scratch him off
Suddenly he freezes as he looks inside the room. I open my eyes and look around. I feel restless as I see what the room is filled with. There are three dead bodies and jars filled with body parts. I strangely don't feel scared or freaked out. I've seen and been through worse things at home.
He throws me down on the floor and grabs a knife on the table. He holds it up to my neck and I feel tears in my eyes.
"Your body will add to these three." He says and lifts the night up over his head to stab me
That's when his hand is grabbed and he is pulled off of me. I see Oliver hovering over him with a syringe, he pushes it into my brother and injects it.
I slowly sit up Oliver walks over to him. His eyes are swirling dangerously with pink as he looks down on me. He wouldn't kill me right?
He leans down to me and softly wraps his arms around me.
"Oliver?" I ask quietly "Are you ok?"
"Yes poppet, I was just so worried about you." He whispers into my ear "I'm so sorry you had to see all of this."
"Shh it's ok Ollie, I've seen worse." I say kissing his cheek softly
He pulls back and looks me in the eyes.
"Kiss me again." He giggles
"W-What?" I ask confused
"I love you (Y/n), please say you love me back." He says kissing my nose
"I do Ollie." I say kissing his cheek
He picks me up and walks out of the basement and away from the bodies with me in his arms. He seats me on the counter and presses his lips to mine. I kiss back straight away and it is amazing. He tastes like cupcakes and rosewater which is delicious.
"You wouldn't tell anyone about what's on the basement right?" He asks
"No, only if you don't hurt someone who I like." I reply
"Hmm I can make that arrangement poppet." He says trailing butterfly kisses down my neck
"Ngh Ollie, we still have work to do." I say softly pushing him off me
He looks a little disappointed but allows me to hop down.
"I'll leave you alone for now poppet but be prepared." He smiles
I kiss his nose and turn back to the front of the store as someone meals in. Oliver places a hand on my waist as we ask the person what they would like. I guess this is the start of my life with Oliver. I wouldn't have it any other way.
"I love you." He whispers
"I love you too." I reply