America x Reader: Meeting Again Ch. 5

Chapter 5:

"_____," England prodded you, shaking you softly. "_____, wake up."

You shook your head, nuzzling your face into your arms. You were tired and really didn't want to get up but here was your older brother, making you get up. Personally, you didn't like the idea of getting up even though you were sitting in a chair with your head in your crossed arms on the table. It was more comfortable than some people thought. Well, it was comfortable to you.

"_____, come on. The meeting is over so we can go home now," England told you. You mumbled something that you couldn't even make out. You didn't even know what you said to be honest. "____, get up."

"But I don't wanna," you whined, trying to fall back asleep. You heard England sigh, just making a small smile appear on your face.

"_____, you can go back to sleep in the car for all I care," he told you. That almost made you want to get up but you thought against it, your laziness kicking in.

"But I don't wanna," you whined all over again. England sighed once more, returning to shaking you softly.

"Come on _____," he whispered, still shaking you. "Scotland, Wales and Ireland are all waiting for us in the car."

You sighed, knowing perfectly well that Scotland would come up to get you guys if you guys weren't down there in a few minutes. Finally, you gave into England by lifting up your head. Hey, it was a start.

"I don't wanna," you whispered, rubbing your eyes with your fists. England chuckled, bending over to look at you better.

"Come on, ____," he prodded you. "Everyone else is starting to leave. Well, some are still lingering but I don't want to be too much longer. You know Scotland."

You nodded, pulling your fists away from your eyes. You were so tired and surprised that England didn't yell at you for falling asleep during the meeting. Whenever Scotland, Ireland or Wales fell asleep while England was talking or something of that nature, he went off on them. It was actually kind of funny.

"GET BACK HERE AND LISTEN TO ME!" England cried, chasing the three of them around the house.

"WE DIDN'T MEAN TO FALL ASLEEP," Wales cried. You giggled softly, taping the whole thing.

You really did love your brothers and your crazy family moments.

You stood up, stumbling forward. Luckily, you didn't fall flat on your face. You really were tired and just wanted to go back to sleep. The meeting had been so boring but really exciting. You got to meet a few new people and wanted to meet more.

"Ready?" England asked you. You nodded, starting to follow him out of the room when someone ran right in front of you.

"You're new here, right?" he asked, a wide smile on his face. You tilted your head to the side, not knowing who this man was.

"Yes..." you trailed off rather sleepily.

You couldn't help but notice how his hair just stood right up. It was rather cool, to be honest. He also had blue eyes, very pretty.

"I'm Denmark!" he exclaimed, shaking your hand.

"Leave the poor girl alone," someone muttered. You looked to your right to see four other guys standing together.

"That was Norway," one of them told you. "I'm Iceland, and this is Sweden."

Iceland pointed to the man standing beside him, indicating that he was Sweden. Sweden was rather tall, just like Germany and Russia. He was intimidating too but you were glad to meet him, none the less.

"This is my wife," Sweden grunted, putting a hand on a man next to him. You raised your eyebrows in question, completely confused.

"Haha, he's such a joker!" the man by Sweden exclaimed. "I-I'm Finland!"

You smiled at all of them and then gave them a wave. "It's nice to meet you guys!" you exclaimed, looking past Denmark to see if England was still there.

He wasn't.

You bit your bottom lip, slipping past Denmark. "I got to go guys, I'll see you all later," you told them, giving them a sheepish smile. Everyone nodded but Denmark tried to ask you where you had to go. He never really got to ask you for Norway stopped him.

You walked down the hallway in a hurry, looking around for your brother. You didn't think he would leave you but you also didn't think you would have gotten stopped by five men. You just wanted to find your brother and then go home.

"Are you lost Senorita?" you heard someone ask. You whirled around, coming face to face with a man who had green eyes and brown hair.

"I just can't find my brother..." you trailed off, looking around once more. You looked back up at the man, wondering who he was. "Who are you?"

He chuckled softly. "I am Antonio Fernandez Carriedo," he told you, smiling widely. "I represent Spain!"

Your eyes widened as you realized you weren't supposed to be talking to him. With everyone else that you weren't supposed to meet, England was right by your side. Now he wasn't. You had to go and find your brother.

"That's nice," you told him with a smile. "Well, I need to go, I shall talk to you later."

You left before you could hear his response. You were in a hurry to get away from him and find your brother. Really, it wasn't that Spain was a bad person, you just weren't supposed to be around him.

Now if only you could find your brother.

You ran down a flight of stairs, looking around for him desperately.

"_____?" you heard. You looked to the right of you to see your big brother with raised eyebrows. You smiled, running up to him.

"I thought I lost you!" you exclaimed, giving him a hug. he chuckled, patting you on the head.

"You didn't lose me, I thought you were right behind me," he told you once you both pulled away. "No wonder I got no response."

You giggled. "Well," you started. "I met some new people."

He raised his eyebrows in question. "And who would they be?"

"Well, I met these five guys," you told him as he walked past you. You followed him, walking by his side. "Denmark, Iceland, Nor-"

"The Nordics," he interrupted you.

"Huh?" you asked, sounding really confused. He chuckled once more.

"Denmark, Sweden, Norway, Finland and Iceland are the Nordics," he told you.

"Ooh..." you trailed off, looking down at your shoes. "I also met someone else."

He raised his eyebrows once more. "And that would be?" he asked.

"Spain," you told him. Your head shot up in fear. "But I didn't mean it! I was looking for you and he came up to me and asked if I was lost! He then told me his name and such! I'm sorry!"

England chuckled, opening up the door for you. "Calm down, _____," he said. "I understand, as long as he didn't touch you or try anything, it is fine."

You let out a sigh of relief as you exited the building, finding your car in an instant. Scotland was in the front seat just like he had been when you all came here. Wales and Ireland were in the back and this time you would be sitting by Ireland.

"_____!" you heard before you took another step.

You turned around to find none other than America running your way.

"Oh, hi America!" you exclaimed, smiling at him.

He smiled back once he came to a stop, earning a glare from your older brother. "Alfred," England started, walking up to the two of you. "We are going home, we don't have time for this."

America rolled his blue orbs, still smiling. "Well, I just wanted to catch up with ____ is all! I mean, you wouldn't bring her over or bring her to meetings and-," Alfred started but was interrupted.

"I TOLD YOU WHY I DIDN'T DO THAT," England yelled. "If you really wanted to see _____, why didn't you come over and see her then?"

"You would've yelled at me!" America exclaimed. England simply rolled his eyes, pulling you away from America.

"We have to go," England told him, pulling you to the car.

England opened up the door for you and you got in, sitting beside Ireland. As England got into the passenger seat, you looked out the window to see America frowning.

You wanted to get to know your old friend better too.