Oui by Jeremih

You stood still as you searched through the song book. 'What matches his personality?' You mentally screamed, flipping through multiple pages until you found a perfect song.

Nodding at the person controlling the music, you got into a less awkward and unattractive stance. Turning the microphone on, you began.

"Ahh ahh ahh ahh ahh. Ahh ahh ahh ahh ahh. Ahh ahh ahh ahh ahh"

Alfred's eyes glittered. He knew this song!

Gilbert winked at him and gave him a thumbs up, which Alfred returned. "Join us!" Gilbert insisted, as Elizabeta gestured for him to come over.

Alfred nodded then picked up his chair and placed it beside Gilbert. "Alright, guys, our mission is to back her up, since she can't say everything. Got it?" Eliza asked as the two nodded.

"I think about all the time, think you may need all of mine."

Everyone was looking at each other. Was it him? Or was it her? Nobody could tell! Your three friends eyed up a certain Frenchman, who was looking down at his lap, occasionally looking up at you from time to time.

"Hate to say you know that love is blind, I'm 'bout to see, I'll close my eyes."

Gilbert and Elizabeta, being the best friends, and Alfred also being a good friend, helped out. The three screamed, "Truth is!" You threw little finger guns at them, and they returned them.

"They can't see you in here though. Most of them need dollar signs to make everyday your birthday, and every night your Valentine."

You could tell just by Francis' countenance that he was jealous, or at least questioning you buying someone gifts, and havi-no! He mustn't get discouraged, he needs to be positive and not imagine you in a position with someone. Well, maybe a special pose with him, uh, never mind!

"If we tried that we could be,"

Gil, Eliza and Alfred tuned in yet again, "In love!" Which almost made you cry. They truly are good friends.

"Somewhere the climate is warm, 'long as you around me. I swear that everything will be just fine!"

"Who is it, aru?!" Yao screamed as he shook Kiku, also clinging to his arm. "If she wanted to be blunt then she would've confessed to him already you idiot! Too bad he's too busy flirting with peop-oh my goodness! I'm s-so sorry, (Y/N)!" Alfred exclaimed, covering his mouth instantly. Francis perked up. All he said was, "Me?"

"I wish that we could take some time. Go anywhere, baby I don't mind. Grown man, in my suit and tie. Hey, there's no we without you and I."

"Gil, is it me?" Francis asked, Gilbert surprisingly ignored him, remaining loyal to you. You started to sweat all over, but Eliza, Alfred and Gilbert just cheered you on.

"Oh, yea, ah yea, ah ah yea! Hey, there's no we without you and I! Oh yea, ah yea, ah ah yea! Hey, there's no we without you and I."

"Gil? Is it?" Francis wondered a bit louder this time. Gil too, started to sweat, well his palms did. It pained him to lie to one of his best friends, it was for another best friend though. He had to follow through with it! "You got it, man. Just let 'em figure it out himself." Alfred smiled, patting his shoulder.

"See my baby know, where my baby go, I go. It's no better feeling, you know when I'm next to her for sure"

"Gil! It's a yes or no question!" Francis stressed. Gilbert shrugged in response. Causing the Frenchman to cry out in anger. "Are we not close friends?!"

"It's like, "Oh how can they hate? Get this off my chest. Oh girl, I think I love you, I swear your shit look best! Friends, they know they hate, they don't get the best. Ah yea, I think I love you, oh baby maybe,"

"Gilbert! Please, just give me a proper response!" Francis begged, Gilbert groaned in response. "Bro, can jou not tell that I vant jou to listen? Maybe even figure it out for yourself?! Look, I love jou and all, but right now I love (Y/N) more." Gilbert replied chugging his beer completely.

"If we tried that we could be,"

Once again your friends had your back. "In love!" This time they were more cheerful.

"Som-" you stopped. 'Oh, fuck it.'

"Okay, Francis. You've interrupted my song, yelled at my and your friend and ruined my confession completely! Do you know how hard it is to like you right now?!" You fumed and stomped down the steps, keeping the microphone on. Yanking him out of his seat you pulled him down towards you/leaned down towards him.

"Let's get this straight. You're the man I'm singing to. You're the man that I love. You're the man who I can't help but hate and the man that I want to date." You admitted. He placed his hand on your cheek, rubbing his thumb across your cheek too. "I've never been happier after interrupting a song." He laughed, and kissed your nose.