Cuz you know I'm all about that angst, bout that angst

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High School AU

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  You held your face in your hands as you sobbed quietly. You hated this. How you were so weak and fragile. How you could be easily broken like a piece of glass. And how you were nothing like her. And no matter what you did to try and be strong, it would never work.

  You grit your teeth in anger as thoughts of her filled your head. Jealousy and anger infiltrated your brain like a virus. A loud, angry yell escaped your lips as you continued to cry away the aching pain in your heart.

But you could never bring yourself to hate her. How could you? After all, she was your best friend. Elizaveta...

She was strong. She was tough. She always spoke her mind and didn't let the opinions of others bring her down. Yet she was sweet and caring, as well as intelligent and witty. It was no wonder he fell for her.

  As the thought of him entered your mind, the pain in your heart began to worsen as what had happened an hour prior had begun to appear in your brain.

~~An hour ago~~

  You stood against the window and watched the leaves of the trees sway gently in the breeze. Your heart was racing in fear and anticipation of what was soon to happen. You had asked Gilbert an hour and a half ago to meet you in your 6th period class after school. And Gilbert being the awesome and good friend that he was, had agreed to meet the (H/C)-haired female for reasons unknown to him.

  You let out a shakey sigh as you placed a hand over your racing heart. Your (S/T) cheeks had been painted a light shade of red as thoughts of the albino filled your head. "Calm down," you muttered quietly to yourself as the sound of the door opening entered your ears.

  Quickly turning your head, your eyes immediately locked on to red irises as a shy and fearful smile made it's way on to your face. "H-Hey, Gilbert," You stuttered as a wide smile was already present on his pale face.

  "Kesesese, hey frau," the Prussian male greeted as he casually walked closer to where you stood.

  You gulped silently as you could feel your heart pick up pace again as the form of the one you loved stood in front of you. You gripped the front of your black sweater with quaking palms as Gilbert asked with a playful smile, "So vhat's up? Is zhere anyzhing jou vanna tell zhe awesome me?"

  You could feel yourself start to sweat nervously as your grip on your sweater tightened. "Y-Yeah, there is o-one thing that I wanted to tell you..." Your voice cracked as your stomach had started to do somersaults and began to curl in fear.

  A worried look (that didn't suit him) took over Gilbert's usual egoccentric demeanor as he took in your anxious form. Hesitantly, he raised a hand to place on your shoulder and was about to ask you what was wrong until you had squeaked out very loudly.

  "I'm in love with you!"

The air soon turned thick as a suffocating silence followed right after. You squeezed your eyes shut in fear of breaking down into a sorry, pitiful mess of tears and pain once you'd glance at the grimacing face of Gilbert Beildschmidt. But that didn't matter because you could already feel the tears within your closed eyes wanting to spill as you awaited a response.

  "Gee," Gilbert awkwardly began as he had begun to rub the back of his neck anxiously. "I had no idea zhat jou felt zhat vay about me." He awkwardly cleared his throat as he continued to form sentences he didn't understand himself.

  "But, I'm afraid zhat I don't return zhe feeling," the albino stated as he turned his head to the side so that he didn't have to see your tear-stained cheeks.

  You lifted your head and opened your tear-filled eyes to stare at Gilbert. The pang in your heart had grown more painful as your mind went blank. But you were already expecting a rejection. It was pretty obvious that he didn't like you since you had already known he liked Elizaveta. After always staring at the back of Gilbert's head in adoration, it didn't take a genius to put two and two together when you'd catch the red-eyed jokester stealing more than a few glances at the Hungarian a few seats in front of him.

  But your broken self no longer began to care as you spoke without any fear. "Who is it?" The Prussian swung his attention back to you, only to lock his hesitant gaze with your broken stare. You no longer began to care for your well-being as the tears had already begun streaming and dripping from your (E/C) eyes.

  "V-Vhat do jou mean?" He asked as he had unknowingly swallowed down a lump in his throat. "You know what I mean, Gilbert!" You spoke up more, your voice cracking as your hair formed a shadow over your eyes.

  Gilbert looked disturbed by your broken state as he lifted a hand to rub away the goosebumps on his arm. He looked away before muttering a single name that dealt the final blow.

  "Elizaveta."

  You chokes back a loud sob as one thought entered your shattered mind. 'I knew it...'

  You let out a knowing laugh that came out more sad than you had meant for it to come out. "I knew it..." You had muttered weakly as you hung your head. You stared at the small puddle that formed in front of your feet from your tears as your hair covered your eyes from Gilbert's view.

  You could hear Gilbert shuffle awkwardly as his raspy voice spoke up. "Look, uh, I'm really sorry frau. It's just, uhm-" His sentence was cut off by you chuckling softly. It was dry and humorless, but caused a feeling to be released within Gilbert's heart. Gilbert looked down at your shattered form, awaiting what else you had to say as his thoughts raged about what the hell was happening to him.

  "It's fine, Gilbert. I was already expecting this." You said quietly as you sent him a small smile that seemed to show all your pain and misery. You sniffled and used your sweater sleeve to wipe away at your tears as a bewildered and concerned look had taken over Gilbert's features.

  "B-But, frau-?!" He began again as you lifted your face to look him in the eye. He paused as you clenched your fists at your side and smiled. "I'm fine," you stated weakly as more tears had begun to well up in your eyes. Gilbert had raised a hand to try and comfort you, but you lifted a hand and placed it on his toned chest, which had effectively stopped the male from moving altogether.

  Gilbert froze as you felt his heartbeat through his chest. A soft smile took over your features as you could feel his heart go as slow and steady as a beating drum. You looked up at Gilbert and locked your (E/C) irises with his red ones.

  "I'll be fine, Gilbert. I just need some time to... recuperate."

  Immediately, you took your hand off his chest as you gathered your things and sped-walked towards the door without looking back. "I'll see you Monday, Gilbert," You stated quietly as you walked right out. Gilbert opened his mouth as if he were about to say something, but paused and closed his mouth instead. He looked back at where you had once stood (which was at an arm's length in front of him) and clenched his fists.

~~~With You~~~

  By the time you had gotten a little bit farther away from the classroom, you had begun to run through the school trying to get to the school's entrance. But while you were running out (in the same exact hallway), you had run into Gilbert's two best friends: Antonio Carriedo and Francis Bonnefoy.

  "Oi, chica!" Tonio began, his voice startled as you had unintentionally ran into his chest, with him letting out an "Oomph" upon impact. With quick reflexes, Antonio had wrapped his two strong arms around you. One arm around your quivering shoulders, and another around your waist to keep you from slipping out of his grasp. And because of that, you were thankful since it felt as if your knees were just about to give in while you ran.

  Antonio looked down at you and took in your disheveled appearance. A look of worry then replaced his usually joyful expression as Francis stood next to him to study your appearance as well. Francis gasped as he took notice of the tear stains on your cheeks and the fear and sadness in your eyes that he was all too familiar with. "Oh my! Mon cheri, are you okay?!" Francis asked as he placed a gentle hand onto your cheek and gazed deeply within your eyes.

  You paused in Antonio's arms as you could feel more tears well up in your eyes. You choked back another sob as you were tempted to lean into the two's warmth and just break down then and there, but you frantically shook your head and shoved the two away. This caught the Spaniard and Frenchman off guard as they backed off and watched you run off to wherever. 

  The look of worry on the two deepened as they turned to the classroom from which you came from. Quickly, they walked into the silent classroom and found the third member of their trio leaning against the window in deep thought.

Antonio and Francis glanced at each other and walked over to their stationary friend. It seemed that Gilbert still hadn't heard the two come in as he didn't make any move to greet his two best friends. Hesitantly, Francis walked closer and placed a hand on the albino's shoulder. Said albino jumped under his touch and swiftly turned to the perpetrators with his arms up in a karate-like stance and his brows furrowed.

  Francis immediately brought his hands up to his face, surrendering as he looked at his Prussian friend in worry.

  "Mon ami, are you okay?" Francis asked as Gilbert lowered his arms. Quietly, Antonio walked forward and stood next to Francis as he studied Gilbert's expression. "Yeah! We saw (Y/N) run the opposite way of this classroom. Did something happen?" Antonio said in worry, his gentle green eyes studying his best friend's face.

  "I-I-", Gilbert choked on his spit as he suddenly felt extremely tired. He lifted his hands up to try and rub the exhaustion out of his eyes as he let out a quiet "I don't know." Gilbert let out a shakey and tired breath as Antonio and Francis gave him comforting words and pats on the shoulder, no longer pressing the matter at hand.

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  After the incident between you and the awesome Prussian, things got quite awkward. And I mean awkward.

  Whenever the albino would try to greet you, you'd send him an awkward wave and walk past him with your head down, eyes glued to the floor. Whenever he'd tried to talk to you in and outside of the classroom, you'd fumble around awkwardly before excusing yourself to either the nurse's office or the restroom. And you'd be at either until class started or ended.

Of course, people who were familiar with the two of you usually hanging out would always be welcomed with silence whenever they tried to bring the other up. Those who were closer would try to press either you or Gilbert on the matter, but all that answered their questions was a very suspicious reply and a sudden change of topic.

  Everyone wondered what happened between the both of you that caused you both to stop hanging out with each other, but everyone stopped after two months. Elizaveta stopped interrogating you. Gilbert's trios stopped questioning him. And everything just seemed to go back to the way it was before. Excluding your's and Gilbert's friendship.

  But alas, despite everyone no longer questioning him or you about your friendship, Gilbert never did. Each and every night, since your confession, he'd always replay the situation in his head. He always felt extremely bad about how the entire thing happened, but he knew that that was the most likely outcome. After all, he was in love with Elizaveta, not you. He told you that himself, but why... --when he went over the scene of you confessing your love to him in his mind-- did his heart seem to race?

  Gilbert would always shake his head, telling himself, "Nein Gilbert. Jou're just not used to getting confessed to, zhat's all." But after telling himself that, he'd remember all the times that the majority of girls he'd flirt with would confess their undying love to him, which he would always just shrug it off after the confession. Of course, after his mind would remember this, Gilbert would grow unsure.

  Until one day...

~~~3rd Person POV Limited ~~~
(3rd Person Limited means that it's still 3rd person, but only focuses on the thoughts of only one character, if you didn't know already)

  Gilbert was walking home after bothering Ludwig at the newspaper club. And as he was passing the park near his shared household, he noticed someone very familiar being flirted with by some random guy.

  Gilbert's scarlet eyes widened in disbelief as he entered the park to try and get a better look. "Is zhat (Y/N)?!" And true to his assumption, there you were eating an ice cream cone being accompanied by some guy Gilbert assumed went to his school.

  He casually hid behind a tree as he spied on you and this stranger, watching for any moves this guy would make on his (Y/N). And as he stalked-- or as he preferred to call it, his supervision-- his eyes would narrow and his brow would furrow in jealousy at any kind of skin contact between you two as he ignored the stares paaserbys would send him. Something that went unnoticed by him.

  And as he observed, he could tell by the look in this stupid guy's eyes and the subtle contact this guy would intentionally make between the two of you that he was planning to make a move. And Gilbert didn't like this. He also didn't like to see you direct your stupidly adorable and shy and awkward smile at some guy that wasn't him-- okay, Gilbert needed to calm down.

  But he especially hated it when you'd blush or laugh cutely at whatever this asshat told you. And Gilbert couldn't ignore the way you'd twirl a strand of your soft (H/C) hair and how you'd fiddle with your top whenever he'd get closer. Which happened a lot-

okay, he really needed to calm down now.

  And strangely enough, Gilbert was silent throughout the whole thing and didn't try to do anything. He'd only make a sound, which was usually a very quiet displeased grunt, whenever he saw (Y/N) and this man- who he now dubbed as Dickwad- get close, which, might I remind you, happened often.

  But his silence seemed to end as Dickwad finally made his move.

~~~2nd Person POV~~~

  You and Charlie (the name of the boy you were hanging out with) had chosen to stop walking and sit on a bench-- that was secluded from the rest--  to rest. And funny enough, the bench was sat on a small hill that was in the direction of the now setting sun, which shined it's plethora of colors down on you and Charlie through the trees; creating the perfect vibe for something romantic.

  You sighed happily in content as you observed the warm colors the sunset provided for you and (you had no idea if this was considered a date since it was only you and him but he never clearly stated if this was or wasn't a date, and also cuz you and Gilbert would hang out a lot together by yourselves too so aaaahhh) Charlie.

  At the thought of your still-standing crush, your mind wandered to that of the white-haired male(who was currently stalking you and Charlie). Did he still think of you like how you still think of him? Did he miss you like how you miss him? Did he ever wonder how you were doing like how you wonder about him? You mentally shook your head and let out a silent groan as you fought your arising blush, still mad at your heart for not forgetting the feelings you had, and currently have, for the Prussian descendant.

  And as you were stuck in your thoughts, you didn't notice the arm that wrapped around your relaxed shoulders. That was until said arm softly pulled you into the body of it's owner. At this, you tensed in discomfort and flushed at the contact as you swiveled your head to look at Charlie.

  Charlie's honey-colored irises locked on to your (E/C) discomfort-filled ones. Your jaw dropped slightly as you noticed the emotions you were all too familiar with in his eyes-- desperation and admiration. You stared at Charlie with wide and stunned eyes as a familiar feeling entered the pit of your stomach. Oh. My. God. THIS REALLY WAS A DATE (*cue the mentally panicked screaming* AAaaAaAAHHhHhh-).

  But you ignored that thought as the blonde sitting next to you began to talk. "(Y-Y/N), I-I know that we've only talked for a short while," Charlie began as his cheeks began to grow red. 'THAT'S BECAUSE WE ONLY MET TODAY OH MY LAWD', you screeched inside your head in disbelief as you continued to listen.

"But, ever since I saw you at the beginning of high school during orientation, I couldn't get you out of my mind and I just knew you were the one for me."

  'HOOOO MYYYY GOD, IS THIS HOW GILBERT FELT???'

  You were still stunned into silence, your mind becoming blank with loud and panicked screaming as Charlie continued on with his confession.

  "But you always either hung out with Elizaveta or Gilbert that I had no idea how to approach you. Until the commotion between you and Gilbert, I had no idea what to do then." Charlie then proceeded to take ahold of both of your hands and pull them close to his chest, causing your cheeks to flush a dark shade of scarlet as the screaming in your head intensified. But you listened on anyway since you were too shy and nice to interrupt.

  "But after the distance between you and Gilbert, I finally realized that this was my chance! That it was finally my time to ask you!" And at this moment, you became painstakingly aware at how close Charlie was becoming, and so did another, as Charlie's eyes sparkled with joy at this opportunity. 

  "And so, (Y/N), I was wondering..."

  You ignored the slight rustling in the tree and bushes which were (conveniently placed) behind the bench the two of you sat on as you listened to Charlie.

  "Will you please be ny girlfriend?" Charlie placed his forehead against yours as he wrapped his arms tightly around you and stared into your (E/C) eyes with hope-filled, honey-colored eyes. You opened and closed your mouth like a fish out of water, trying to find the right words to say as the blush on your cheeks (as well as the screaming in your head) increased by ten-fold.

  "W-W-Well, Ch-Charlie, I-!"

  Your response was then interrupted by a loud scream and the rustling of leaves.

~~~3rd Person POV~~~

  Gilbert released a loud-as-fuck scream as he popped up out of the bushes while pushing (Y/N)'s and Charlie's foreheads away from each other. "NEIN!"

Charlie's and (Y/N)'s eyes were wide with shock as the two froze. Immediately, and at the same time, the two got out of their stupor and yelled at the same exact time while staring at him incredulously. "GILBERT?!" 

  (Y/N) was the first to speak as she stared at Gilbert with an emotion unknown to Gilbert. "Gilbert, what in God's name are you doing here?! What were you doing in the bushes?! How long were you even there?!? WERE YOU FOLLOWING US?" 

  The (brunette, blonde, etc.) was breathing heavily at this point as she recognized yet another emotion that she was also all too familiar with within Gilbert's eyes- jealousy. (Y/N) paused and was stunned into silence at the sight of it in Gilbert's eyes as he spoke up with a very visible frown.

  "Zhat doesn't matter! Vhat matterz iz zhat jou are coming vith me, frau!" Gilbert snatched (Y/N)'s hand and began to drag her away. Charlie then got up and grabbed ahold of (Y/N)'s other hand, causing her to turn her head to Charlie in shock.

  "Oi! Where are you going with (Y/N)? Can't you see that we're busy!?" Charlie yelled angrily as he glared at Gilbert. Gilbert returned the glare as he sneered.

  "Nein, I couldn't see zhat zhe two of jou vere buzy since zhere vaz nohzing zhe two of jou vere doing! Und I'm taking her somewhere far, far avay from jou!" Gilbert tugged at (Y/N)'s arm to try and pull her closer, but Charlie did the exact same.

  "And?! Who says you have the right to do that to (Y/N)?! It's not like you're her dad or something!" Charlie sneered back at the Prussian as his hold on (Y/N)'s hand tightened slightly.

~~~2nd Person POV~~~

  A shadow loomed over Gilbert's angered eyes as his grip on your hand tightened as well.

  It was weird how you hadn't done anything at all to stop the two. Probably because you had no idea how to.

  "Ja, it may be true zhat I am not her vatti. But I do know vone zhing and it's zhat..."

  Gilbert tugged your arm with sudden strength and surprising gentleness that shocked both you and Charlie as the blond released your hand.

  "I'm her's und she's mine!"

  Warm, gentle lips were placed upon your chapped ones as your eyes widened in shock. Your mind went blank as you tried to register what in the Lord's name was even happening.

  But then it hit you.

  Oh my heavens, GILBERT WAS KISSING YOU AND HOLY CHEESE DID IT FEEL AMAZING.

  Your eyes then fluttered close as you wrapped your arms around Gilbert's neck and tilted your head to deepen the kiss, with Gilbert wrapping his arms around your waist to pull you in closer. As the kiss continued, you could feel the fireworks and the sparks shooting between you and Gilbert as your lips molded together with his perfectly.

  And before, you thought the feeling of fireworks and such during a kiss only happened in romance books, and the way the main characters would share their first kiss together and show how mind-blowing it was only happened in rom-coms and all other romance-related movies.

  But here it was, happening between you and the one you've longed to have for the longest time ever. And it was your first kiss, no less!

  And as you and Gilbert made out, you failed to notice the sound of Charlie running away with a broken heart.

  As the kiss continued, the need for the special element known as oxygen grew. And as much as you wanted to keep going, you ended the kiss as you breathed heavily. You still kept your arms around Gilbert's neck as you stared at your feet. You could feel Gilbert's stare as he panted quietly, his arms still wrapped snuggly around your waist.

  As the two of you stood in silence, the sunlight quickly becoming replaced with the light from the moon and nearby lamp posts, you went over what Gilbert had stated before the mind-blowing kiss.

  '"I'm her's und she's mine!"'

  Your face became as red as a tomato as you could feel your cheeks become warm. Oh my god, did he really mean that?

  "Frau..." Gilbert called out quietly (and quite huskily) into your ear, causing a pleasing shiver to run down your spine. "Y-Yes?" You squeaked out as you could feel Gilbert's hold on you tighten.

  "Are jou okay? He didn't touch jou, did he?" Gilbert already knew the answer to those questions, though. After all, he was stalking you all day, but sshhh, you didn't need to know that at the moment.

  You chose to nod and shake your head instead of speaking as you didn't know if your next words would come out as loud and incoherent squeaking. Gilbert (still) let out a sigh of relief as he placed his head atop your's due to the height difference. "Zhat's good."

  You cleared your throat of squeakiness as you spoke up. "Uh, um, Gilbert?" Said person hummed in response as the two of you stayed in each other's arms.

  "D-Did you mean it? W-What you said about me being y-your's and v-vice versa?" You awaited his response, your heart racing in anticipation.

  You could hear Gilbert sigh as his grip on your arms loosened. He pushed you at an arms length away from him, but placed his hands atop your shoulders. He looked you dead in the eyes, his red eyes clashing with your (E/C) eyes.

  "Ja. I meant every single vord."

  You flushed at Gilbert's answer, but furrowed your brows. "B-But what about what you said two months ago...?"

  "I know vhat I said back zhen. But..." Gilbert's grip on you tightened as a look of regret came on to his face. "After everyzhing zhat happened, I couldn't get jou out of my mind. Jou vere zhere inside my head-- all day, every day." Your eyes widened and butterflies fluttered inside your stomach as you listened to his response. Especially when he stated that he thought of you. Every. Single. Day.

  "Und I thought over everything. Und I always thought zhat I had loved Elizaveta but today helped me to realize zhat who I really vas in love vith vas jou all along."

  Your heart stopped at Gilbert's words as tears appeared in your eyes. But instead of tears of sadness and heart-break, they were tears of joy.

  Gilbert placed his fore-head against your's as he moved his arms to wrap around your waist once again. His regret-filled eyes stared longingly into yours as he sent you a lopsided grin.

  "I really hope jou can forgive me for all zhe pain I've caused jou. I swear I'll do vhatever it takes to make it all up to jou." His gaze intensified as you let out a small giggle, your tears already flowing. "T-This so isn't like you, Gilbert."

  Gilbert let out a light and hearty chuckle as he removed his arms from your waist to wipe away your tears, causing your heart to flutter and your cheeks to redden. You sniffled slightly in wait as his grin widened. "It may not be like me, but still. Vill jou please give zhis foolish man vone more shot?"

  You smiled as you thoughtfully tapped a finger against your head, pretending to think about it when the both of you knew the answer by the wide smile dancing on your lips. "I'll take my chances."

  And with that, all your promises and feelings were sealed with another mind-blowing kiss.

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Word Count (only the fic): 4626

Holy shit that took me a long time to write. My hands are cramping really badly oh my shit. But anyway, this idea had been on my mind for a long ass time now. Like, a year. But with the issue with my story and life in general, I held back but here it is now!  I hope you all enjoyed it and look forward to future one-shots later on. This shit's about to get interesting with all my weird ass ideas ;)

Anyway, I'll see you all later!~

Hasta la Pasta!~