You sat in your room listening to your brother, France, argue with England. 'Oh why can't they just get along?' You thought to yourself with a sigh as you walked down stairs were the pair was.
"Hey, some of us can't hear themselves think because of you two!" You said annoyed making the duo stop and look at you.
"It's his bloody fault," England murmured giving your brother a glare.
"Non! It was him!" Francis said glaring right back at England.
"Ok, ok this is going to go no where fast so why don't you yell me why you were arguing?" You asked and they both looked like they wanted to scream their stories to you do you quickly added, "one at a time!"
"Well this git wants to set you up with Canada," England said making you gasp.
Sure, you loved Canada, he had been your best friend since you two were little and raised by Francis. And sure it was true you a major crush on Canada, but France knew you didn't want to mess up your friendship with Matthew (Canada).
"Well he was going t' set you up with America!" Francis said trying to sidetrack you and boy did it work.
"I can't believe you two were fighting over my love life!" You yelled in disbelief. "I would never date America! And Matthew really? No! We are just friends-"
A gasp from behind you made you pause mid-rant. Francis and Arthur (England) looked from you to the person behind you and you turned to see your best friend Matthew standing behind you looking upset.
"M-Mattie! H-how long have you been there?" You asked turning pale.
"L-long enough t-to realize y- you don't want me," Matthew whispered upset before he ran out the door and to the woods.
"Mattie!" You yelled turning angrily to your brother and Arthur. "See what you two did?! I'll deal with you in a minute!"
You had to find Mattie, you had to fix this. What were those two idiots thinking? Francis knew you wouldn't confess to liking Mattie, especially in front of Arthur. You felt angry tears streaming down your face as you turned and sprinted after your best friend, knowing exactly where he would go: down to the river to your favorite childhood spot where so many memories had been made. After what seemed like an eternity, you found the river and Mattie sitting against a tree his face in his knees.
"M-Mattie," you whispered walking to him. "I-i didn't know you where there-"
"I-it doesn't matter," he said cutting you off as he looked up at you tears filling his eyes.
"But that's just it Mattie. It does matter," you whispered kneeling beside him. "You're my best friend."
"Oui," he whispered with sad eyes. "But that's the problem... I-i don't w-want to be just friends anymore.... but I understand that you don't like me like I-"
You couldn't take this anymore, you had lied so your brother and his friend would shut up, but now none of that mattered, Mattie looked you like you liked him, only he didn't know how you felt, not yet anyway. Taking a deep breath you cut him off by pressing your lips to his. You were about to pull away since he wasn't kissing you back, but as soon as you went to pull away he pulled you closer, the kiss growing deeper. Finally, you both had to pull away your faces blushing madly.
"Je t'aime (I love you) _____________," Mattie whispered smiling, pulling you into his warm embrace.
"Je t'aime Mattie, I'm so sorry I didn't tell you sooner," you whispered snuggling closer to him before something dawned on you: you still had an English man along with a French man to murder for making your best friend cry! "Come on let's go."
"G-go where?" He asked puzzled as you pulled him up.
"To hurt my no good brother and his friend for upsetting my boyfriend," you said giggling at the last word.
"You don't know how happy I am too hear you call me that," Mattie whispered pulling you into another kiss.
*** From the bushes near you***
"Ha! Told you she likes him," Francis whispered as he and Arthur watched you. "Pay up."
"You bloody cheated," Arthur said giving the Frenchman a dirty look.
"Non I zidnt!" Francis said loudly making both you and Mattie freeze and look at them.
"Uh I think we better run!" Arthur said backing up.
"Oh come on you wouldn't hurt your brother would you _______________?" Francis asked you.
"You have three seconds to run," you called taking Mattie's hand. "Before I attack."
"Oh dear," Francis said before Arthur took off running.
"Hey! Get back here!" Francis yelled before he took off making you laugh.
Oh what a perfect way to end a not so perfect day, you thought to yourself as you and your new boyfriend made your way back to your house. You weren't in any hurry, you wanted to make your brother and his little friend worry about when and how you'd get them back before you actually got them.