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AmericaxReader - Alfred and I - Part 32Four years later."Mommy," a cute voice rang next to my ear. Next I felt little hands shaking my shoulder. I was sleeping. That's something I did in the middle of the night but my four year old son, Wesley, couldn't quite understand that concept. I opened my eyes to see his bright blue eyes staring at me."Wesley
what's the matter honey, it's the middle of the night." I groaned and turned to face my son. He laid down next to me and wrapped his little arms around my neck."I miss daddy," Wesley pouted."Th-that's why you came in here and woke me up?" I yawned."A-and I had a bad dream. I dreamed the house caught on fire and daddy wasn't there to save us.""Aw baby," I hugged Wesley back and let him let out his little whimpers. "It's ok. It was just a dream. That will never happen." Alfred was at an away game in another state. He had become quite the popular player on his professional football team and he's been aspiring to become a coach in the process. We didn't see Alfred a lot d
AmericaxReader - Alfred and I - Part 28The honeymoon was very amazing to say the least. Japan is so beautiful and interesting. I definitely would like to go there again. Unfortunately my honeymoon with Alfred had to end. But we were both feeling homesick as the week ended. I slept almost the whole plane ride back home. Alfred woke me up in time before we landed. The usual happened: we got off the plane, walked through the terminal and security and head to our very own apartment. When we got home we found tons of wedding presents inside."Whoa, getting married rocks!" Alfred shouted happily as he stepped over the packages and headed for our bedroom. We got home pretty late at night so our best bet was to get some sleep and get rid of our jet lag."Matt must have made sure these gifts got in here," I yawned and followed my husband to the bedroom. It was pretty empty in there since we hadn't officially moved in yet but we at least had our bed there. We'll worry about moving in later. It was unbearably hot inside though so Al k
AmericaxReader - Alfred and I - Part 11Before I knew it, Alfred and I had finally graduated from high school. The ceremony was long and boring at times but who really wants to hear me talk about the whole thing? Well anyway, we both decided on not going to grad night since we didn't really want to spend all those hours around a bunch of people we barely liked, well at least who I didn't like. Instead we went to McDonalds, got food to go and ended back at Alfred's backyard. We sat across from each other, literally poolside, eating our burgers and drinking our cold milkshakes. The sky was already getting dark and all the party lights were lit up around us. It was pretty romantic considering we were sitting in summer clothes around a pool and eating fast food."This is totally cool," Alfred began speaking, with his mouth full of hamburger, "we should have done this more often." I giggled as I drank my (favorite flavor) milkshake. I was wearing my own (favorite color) tank top and denim shorts while Alfred wore a blue T-shirt w
AmericaxReader - Alfred and I - Part 33Two years later.It's Alfred's birthday today. I woke up with the whole day perfectly planned out. First, the family goes out to breakfast, my treat. Next we're going to go to the local carnival with Matthew and spend most of the afternoon there. Finally we'll come home and watch Captain America while we eat a homemade hamburger dinner with fries. Yes, today will be an amazing one. Of course we don't celebrate Al's birthday like this every year but this year we got lucky and was able to find the money to spend. It's also Independence Day, a day to be celebrated joyfully by everyone in this country. I woke up early before Alfred so I could help get the kids ready so they can come in and wake him up. I came into Wesley's room to get him up but he was already awake."Happy America day!" Wesley squeaked as he tried pulling on his favorite blue T-shirt with an American flag on it. I giggled and helped the six year old finished getting dressed. "Is daddy awake?" He asked."Not
AmericaxReader - Alfred and I - Part 8Beware of time skips... read description please... (warning this part may suck)~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~That winter, everything still seemed perfect. We were stressed out Juniors in high school but that didn't stop us from having our snow day. Alfred just called me to get my butt outside so we could play in the snow. I huffed and smiled. I sort of wanted to stay inside, snuggle up in a blanket and drink hot chocolate. But Alfred doesn't think romantically like that. He thinks romantic is shoving a piece of hamburger in my face, so it sticks out of my mouth, then he eats it. Something about it being like the spaghetti scene in The Lady and The Tramp. I thought it was gross, but he liked it so I didn't care anymore."__________! Hurry up!" I could hear the hamburger obsessed man shout from outside my house. "Hurry up or I'll come in there and drag you into the snow!" I still had my pajamas on so I knew I didn't want that happening. I quickly dress
RomanoxReader - Italy Brothers Sequel - Part 4Freaked Out. Insecure. Neurotic. Emotional. All those I feel right now as I stand alone in the city of Florence. I reached for my cell phone, that I keep in my front pocket, but it wasn't there. Realizing I left it in the bag with my other purchases which I left with Lovino at the gelato shop. I don't even care if I have to see Lovino right now, I just want to know someone who knows this place. Looking around, I found a bench outside a little boutique and decided to sit there so I could be out of the way of people. Sitting down, I sighed depressingly and began to think."I don't think I would be able to find Lovino's house from here," I mumbled. "And it's getting dark too." Wondering if there was a police station nearby to report I am missing or something. But I realized I probably wouldn't be able to communicate well with an Italian police officer that may not know English. I don't know what my chances are of talking to anyone around who knows English. "Hopeless," I began to cry quiet
AmericaxReader - Alfred and I - Part 15Thanksgiving was just around the corner which meant it was almost time to go home and see Alfred. Oh and our families too of course. I was in the coffee shop, after a long day of school, and was sitting in "Our Booth" that I share with Matthew. I was sitting alone, looking out at the rain falling outside the window and feeling inspired. Matt was going to meet me here later. So I took this time to write in my separate notebook for my songs. I sort of starting songs since middle school but never told anyone about them, not even Alfred. Now that I'm older I think the songs I've been working on lately have improved since my times of being a silly junior high girl. And now that I have picked up playing the guitar, the song writing became easier. I needed some kind of hobby to pick up while in college, to keep myself from getting bored I guess."Hey __________," I heard a soft sweet voice say to me. I looked up from my lyrics and saw Matthew sitting across from me with a smile on his face."