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this chapter? where magic happens.
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When I do get my drink, I see Arthur walking up to me. I quickly gulp the champagne, smiling as Arthur approached me. He smiles, just a little, before his thick eyebrows furrowed with confusion and worry. I wonder what he's thinking. Before I could ask, he's already asking away.

"Have you seen Alfred? He should've been here five bloody minutes ago, and I'm worried. Do you think the wanker got stuck in traffic? If he did, he would've texted me, but I haven't received any bloody calls or texts from him! Really, that tosser." He says a little louder, huffing as he crossed his arms with a slight tint of red on his cheeks.

My eyes widen a little at his exclamation. He sounded so worried. I smile. It was cute seeing him flustered about getting worried for Alfred.

"He'll be a bit late," I look at my watch, smiling, "But I think he'll be here in five."

He looks at me in the corner of his eyes, somehow embarrassed. "Why didn't he message me?"

I smile as I am about to walk away. He looks confused and I shrug, not wanting to tell. "Maybe he wants to surprise you,"

He looks at me weirdly, narrowing his eyes as if expecting me to spill. I smile innocently, which gives him the answer that I won't be telling him anything soon. A silly pout forms on his face which makes me laugh at his childishness. I shrug, my shoulders hunching about. He sighs, backing down and giving me a smile as if thankful. I nod, gesturing a welcome when he leaves.

Not even a minute later, he comes back with a pout and a drink in hand.

"Okay, but wouldn't he have messaged me if he was late though? I mean, sure we've been going to dates, and it's not like we're official, but can't he take a damn hint? I bloody like him—that wanker."

To say I was shocked was an understatement. I didn't know Arthur liked Alfred that much to be even worried for being late. Somehow, I couldn't help, but laugh. He seems baffled, and he backs away a little, his face reddening. He puts down his wine glass in the table, rubbing his face tiredly.

"Oh bloody hell," he mutters, making me laugh again.

"I didn't mean to blow up like that, it is just that—"

I put a hand up, shaking my head with a smile. "No need to explain." I pat his back as he sighs. Putting my arm around him, he seemed uncomfortable so I quickly move away from him. He looks grateful, and I smile at him while he smiles back. He rants more about Alfred, while I was just watching the elevators open and close, anxiously waiting for Alfred because all Arthur could talk about was Alfred.

In the corner of my eyes, Arthur suddenly stops, blushing. "Sorry," he mutters again and I smile.

I wiggle my eyebrows. "You really like him, don't you?"

Arthur looks away, his face flushing red. "He's a bloke, but he means well."

When I was about to reply, the elevator dings and opens, revealing Alfred in a fancy looking suit and fancy styled hair. In a blink, Arthur was gone from my side and was quickly in front of Alfred. He had his hands on his waist, and from both of their facial features, Arthur was scolding Alfred. Laughing, I turn away from the sweet scene of the lovebirds, but quickly regretted it when I bump into someone.

"Ah," A hand slipped around my waist, protecting me from falling. I look up to see familiar emerald orbs staring back at mine.

"I'm sorry, dear," he apologizes and somehow his voice sounds familiar, too.

I smile, nodding as I push away from his embrace awkwardly. "Yeah, me too."

He nods silently, and I squint in his features. Familiar, but what I really noticed was that he looked kind of relieved. Or sad, I'm not really sure. "What's wrong?" The words just slipped out of my mouth and I feel the blood draining from my face. Why should I care? But I'm just being nice right? I mentally slap myself when he doesn't answer for a while, and start to think that I should probably leave him alone for the way he's glaring at me.

He sighs, when I'm just about to leave. "It's just...my fiancé and I broke up. She was stressful and bitchy about me being late and my anger got the best of me. After a while, she started saying sorry and wanted me back. But I don't think I've ever loved her, anyway." He speaks quietly and I feel bad for the girl. For him mostly, since if she wasn't a bitch, she won't beg. She'd ask for them to talk. Or, I don't know. I'm not good with relationships.

My favorite song comes up, and I feel giddy. I look back at him, grabbing his hand. "How about a dance, then? So you won't think about her."

He was hesitating, but reluctantly dances with me. It was a slow song, so we were just swaying to the music. He wasn't really much talkative, but it was really awkward so I had to talk.

"So, what are you doing here?"

He shrugs. "Let myself relax. And besides, my brother's hosting. I had to go."

Taken back by his statement, I just stared at him while swaying to the music. He looks at me with a smile, amused at the face I was making. Brother? Who was his brother?

Somehow, he understands my question without me even verbally saying it. "Arthur's my brother."

Blinking, I looked at his hair and his eyes. The way his jaw is kind of chiseled, like Arthur's. His eyes were also like a duplicate of Arthur's, but I was kind of more focused on the hair. He notices me checking him out, making me blush deeply. "My hair is natural, if that's what you're thinking." He teasingly smiles at me, twirling me around before speaking again.

"Kind of got it from my grandpa."

He notices I'm a bit silent, and worriedly looks at me. "Are...you okay?"

I laugh, "Yeah, just a bit surprised."

Since I can't help the my curiosity, my mouth opened. "So...who's your brother?"

He gives me a smile, and has his hand on my back as he turns me around and point to someone. I'm even more surprised when he points to Arthur. I scan Arthur and then him, and he seem to have gotten my confusion before actually speaking. "Our only difference is our hair." He says, shrugging as he pulls me back to the dance.

"Hey," he whispers and I look at his eyes, whispering back, "Yes?"

His eyes were twinkling and his smile was just dazzling. "Want to ditch the party?"

His offer was tempting, and I knew I shouldn't for the sake of Alfred. But as I looked around for Alfred, I see him enjoying himself, with his hand intertwined with Arthur's. Smiling for a little bit, I just stared at them, delightful for their happiness. Since Alfred was preoccupied, I guess it was okay to ditch the party.

With a complete stranger.

I haven't thought of that clearly.

A slight tug gets me out of my thoughts, and I see Mr. Cute Stranger pulling me. He looks back a t me with the same charming smile, and the same deep voice I could melt at.

"Are you coming?"

No, I wanted to say, I have to stay for Alfred.

With my gaze on Alfred, I see that he's looking at me, too. He smirks at me, and then winks, before going back to Arthur. The stranger, the man I'm going to go with, and I'm scared to since...what if he was a serial killer? But then again, he did say he was Arthur's brother.

Reluctantly, I followed him out of the elevator and out of the building. In the end, we ended up going to a park. We took off our masks, and his emerald eyes are beautiful. It just really matched his wild orange hair.

I went for the swing, while he pushed me. We got tired eventually, and he finally spoke after all the silence.

"What's your name?"

Smirking at him, I shrugged. Poking him on the nose, I stood up from the swing. I put my tongue out, winking at him.

"You have to catch me first!"

We ran around the park like some kids. And I guess, we felt a bit younger in this park than anyone right now. Besides, it was nearing 11pm, so there was barely any people in the park. Running around, he catches me and we fall on the dirty ground. We didn't really care if it was dirty, and besides, we were tired.

But under the moonlight, he looked absolutely perfect.

He leaned and whispered, "What's your name?"

I could feel his breath hovering mine, and I laugh.

"The name's ________."

He stared at me for a while, and we kind of just did that the whole five minutes of us lying down the grass. Finally, he whispers something again, as if someone was here.

"Would it be weird if you kissed a stranger?"

Somehow, that made my stomach flip. With my confidence showing, I smirk.

"Why don't you try?"

Finally, our lips met. It was amazing, magical, and just bloody fireworks going off my head. Also, the sparks were real.

What I didn't know was, after that amazing and magical kiss, my life would drastically change.

[author's note]
im not much into hetalia anymore, that's why im not updating anymore. also i was thinking about deleting this account, but i don't really know. after the ending of this, ill be ending the book. but there will be no more book 2. im so sorry.