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~Reader's POV~

You shuffled some textbooks into your locker and took out the binder you would need for your next class. You were walking towards your specific class when you felt another presence next to you.
"Hey [Name]! Heading to History?"
"Hello yourself Alfred. And yes I am, want to walk together?" you asked, since you both had the same class.
When you entered, you took your seats next to each other and listened to your teacher drone on about something. You didn't pay much attention to your History class, but still got good grades because your friends were actually countries. But no one knew that except yourself.
Your teacher proceeds to take out a world map and show it to you. A few seconds into his lecture, you and a fellow American burst out in laughter.
"May I ask what is so funny Miss [LastName]?" your teacher asked sternly, obviously not pleased at your interruption.
"R-Russia's on top of C-China with Mongolia in t-the middle!" you replied, still laughing your head off.
"Yes...so it is. Something wrong?" he continued, looking absolutely livid.
Needless to say, you and Alfred were sent to sit outside for the rest of the class period as to not disrupt his teaching.
"Oh man that was funny..." America chuckled.
"Yeah now look where it got us. Knowing you guys has seriously changed my view on History, and the world map too for that matter," you replied.
He just replied back with a grin, "Let's ditch school."
"Our you out of your mind?!" you asked, looking at him with wide eyes.
"Nope not really. School's pretty boring. And all we'll be missing is one class," he tried to convince you.
"Well I...okay. But just this once!" you quickly added as he grabbed ahold of your hand and hurried down the hallway.
The day had been alright, the two of you played some card games, though it was a bit boring with just the two of you. You knew for sure that you were going to be murdered by your parents as soon as they found out you ditched class, but for some reason you weren't all that worried. Hanging out with Alfred made you less nervous.
"See you later Al," you replied after awhile, slightly sad since you were enjoying the American's company.
"Don't worry [Nickname]! We'll be seeing each other soon for sure!" he waved goodbye and gave you a wink before leaving.
Thinking about what he said, you cleaned up the cards strewn across the group with a confused air about you. As you finished, you went upstairs to think up and excuse about why you ditched class.
After awhile, you were reduced to lounging around your house with nothing interesting to do and your parents wouldn't be home until late at night.
"What to do...?" you asked yourself, turning off the TV and heading into the kitchen. After choosing a [FavFruit] from the fruit basket, you settled into the chair next to your dining table.
A folded piece of paper caught your eye, and the first thing you suspected it to be was a note from your parents that you may have missed. Opening it up, you realized that I wasn't your parents' handwriting...but Alfred's.
It read:
Hey [Name]!
Guess who this is? Well I'm pretty sure you can guess since we're such good friends right? :D
Well that's what I'm writing for, maybe we could become more than friends? Heroes are supposed to be brave and confessing out loud but Frenchie told me letters are more romantic!
Meet me at our special place at 4. I'll be waiting for you there!
Your Hero,
Alfred F. Jones
Speechless. You were absolutely speechless.
You were currently holding a love letter from Alfred F. Jones, your best friend since...forever! You had no idea whatsoever that a certain American had feelings for you!
Then came the feeling of, well, did you like him? Now that was a questions you didn't know how to answer.
You sighed, suddenly loosing your appetite for the fruit. You've always seen Alfred as a good friend...could you love him? You didn't want to lie to him if you didn't harbor any feelings, but you were also afraid that if you rejected him your friendship would be strained. How were you to face him everyday at school if you had told him you didn't like him that way?
You closed your weary eyes, hoping to soothe your headache and maybe find answer in the  darkness of your mind. Instead, a picture floated before you. Surprised, you were met with a grinning picture of the hero you were currently debating about. You took in his tousled blonde hair and weird cowlick that you always teased him about. He was staring at you with those bright blue eyes that reminded you of the sky on a sunny day. And his grin...oh his grin...it made your heart skip a beat. You reached forward to touch him, but you opened your eyes and found yourself sitting at your dinner table, your hand outstretched in front of you. Flushing at what you had been daydreaming about, your eyes scooted over to the clock hanging from the wall. It said 3:50, plainly taunting you.
Remembering the letter, you sat up immediately, almost knocking over the chair and snatching the letter in your hand. You grabbed the keys to your car and locked the door, hopping into your car and heading towards the place that Al had mentioned. Needless to say, the area he was hinting at was his favorite fast food place, McDonald's.
When you finally got there, you parked and proceeded to head out until you decided against it and sat back down. Fingers gripping the wheel so tight your knuckles turned white, you saw America sitting along with his usual food like in front of him. You couldn't go in now. You didn't have an answer yet.
You cursed at your helplessness and proceeded to slam the door of your car shut. What good was it sitting in there with no answer? Maybe you'll think of something once you get in there.
You stiffly entered the building and headed straight towards your friend. After sliding into the chair facing him, you proceeded to greet him until you realized that he wasn't looking at you.
Taking a closer look, you saw the he was staring down at the table, his food untouched, his usually bright eyes the color of a sky on a stormy day. They were dull, lifeless to say the least. Even his hair looked sad if that was even possible.
"A-Alfred?"
He sat up really fast, staring at your with wide, surprised eyes. "O-Oh! Hey there [N-Name]! Y-You came!"
You nodded quickly, "Y-Yeah! Um...why wouldn't I? What are friends for?"
As soon as the words left your mouth you mentally gave yourself a kick in the face. Now he's going to think I'm rejecting him!
He nodded, brave enough to but on a small smile but ended up with a sort of sick grimace.
The silence was suffocating, the only sound were the other people's conversations, paying no attention to the two of you who were currently in a awkward state.
"Sorry [Name]...this was unexpected I bet...if you don't want to...we can still be friends?"
You looked at him wide-eyed, not comprehending.
"All weirdness aside, would you like something to eat?" he grinned at you, trying to shove the topic of the love letter away.
"No!"
You stood up immediately, your chair scratching horribly across the floor. You shot him a hard-eyed stare and retorted angrily.
"I-I like you too Alfred!"
Silence. Complete and totally silence. Realizing how loud your outburst was, you looked down attempting to hide your embarrassing blush.
When you finally had enough bravery to look at America, his face looked like a child's if you told him Christmas was coming early. He grinned and slipped his hand on top of yours and stood up to meet your height.
If you couldn't be more embarrassed, the hero obsessed American stood up and kissed you.
Correction please, YOUR hero obsessed American.

~Fin~
This is dedicated to :iconaskmajinkatchi:
Here's your America x Reader with a love letter! :iconluvluvplz:
I swear, this took me forever...mainly because I kept getting stumped... :iconsweatdropplz:
The love letter sucks...sorry :iconamericaxdplz:
Still...it isn't that bad right? All who favorite, comment, and watch: I LOVE YOU <3 :iconkawaiipandaplz:

I do not own ze picture~
America belongs to :iconhimaruyaplz:
You belong to :iconalfredjonesplz:
Story and overall plot belong to moi! And the sucky love letter! :iconcross-angel-chan:
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