England x Haylee~

England x Haylee

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~Haylee's POV~
I smiled to myself and ran though the hallways of Hetalia Academy. 'Haha, Tina's stuck with Feli!' I giggled to myself. 'Ugh, why did I have to get a F- on the last Math test!? Now I have to go to the library to study, THIS. SUCKS.

'Welcome to the Library' I sighed aloud, but walked towards the entrance. "HAYLEE!" I stopped walking, when I heard someone calling my name. I realized it was my best guy friend, or 'the Hero,' Alfred.

"Oh, hey Alfred!" I said while waving to him. Once he caught up with me, we did what you may call a complicated secret handshake. "What's up?" I asked. Alfred chuckled nervously. "Umm, do you know where the library is? I need to talk to someone...if he is there..." He scratched the back of his head. I nodded and pointed to the doors behind me. "Yeah, I'm heading there right now. Come on!" Alfred and I started walking to the library.

~At the Library~
Alfred went to go to look for his friend and I immediately went to the mathematic section. Grumbling to myself, I looked at the books I need to study. There was a LOT of books that I needed. 'Stupid books, stupid math...' I mutter under my breath. For some reason, Alfred was yelling for some reason. But I just laughed and ignored it. Then I saw him running out of the library. I smirked at the hero and continued looking through the books.

~Arthur's POV~
"Alfred is such an idiot sometimes!" I muttered to myself. 'So, Alfie has a little crush on a special someone..? Well, I hope she can tolerate with the loud mouth American.' I walked to the Mathematic section, looking for something that I can study for the upcoming exam.

I skimmed my finger through the books that were neatly organized in alphabetic order. "Ah ha! Geometry!" I pulled the book, and through the empty space, there was a girl...a rather pretty girl. I just stood there, surprise. 'I thought this only happens in some romantic boy meet girl movie?!' The girl notices me and once our eyes met, she smiled the most sweetest smile I've ever seen. She picked up a book and set it on top of her HUGE pile of books she was carrying.

She looked back at me, smiled again, and walked away. I smiled to myself, I opened the book and started reading. I was so into the book, I wasn't aware where I was going, until I hit something hard. Books were flying everywhere.

I rubbed my hand I fell on. "Oy! Watch where you're going you-you...?"

~Haylee's POV~
My pile of books was so tall that I couldn't see where I was going. I turned the corner, but suddenly I was on the floor, my books were dropped everywhere. "Oy! Watch where you're going, you-you..." The voice trailed off in what it sounds like confusion and surprise. I looked up and saw that it was the same guy I saw earlier. He blushed and quickly got up. He held out his hand, saying, "I'm so sorry, are you alright?" I couldn't help but noticed his British accent...his sexy British accent. I grabbed his hand and he helped me up. "It's okay, and thank you..?" He smiled and introduced himself. "Oh, Arthur, Arthur Kirkland." He kissed my hand like a gentlemen.

I blushed lightly at his action, but giggled. "Well, thank you, Arthur." I said with a smile. Arthur didn't let go of my hand and looked up at me. "And may I ask what is your name?" He asked with a small smile.

"Haylee Bonnefoy" He looked surprise, but quickly hid it. "Haylee...what a lovely girl-I mean name!" I rose an eyebrow, and smiled. Then I realized what a mess we made; books were everywhere. I bent down to pick up the books; Arthur helped as well, we piled books one by one. Finally, the last book was on the floor, I reached for it, but I brushed against Arthur's hand. (Who was also picking up the same book) There was a 3 second pause before I quickly moved my hand away. Arthur picked up the book and handed it to me.

"Umm..here," he said with his face slightly pink. I nodded, my face blushing, while taking the book. "So...I see you're studying math?" he asked. "Oh, yeah...you see, I'm not really good at it..." I said with embarrassment. Arthur stared at me. "Well, do you need help?" He asked. I shook my head, "OH no! Really, that's ok, you don't need to-" Arthur waved his hand, as if shooing my answer aside. "I insist." He held out his hand, expecting for mine. 'I really do need help, I suck at math...and Arthur seems like a really nice guy soooo...' "Well, alright." I took his hand as I said that. I took notice how his face lit up with happiness. "Wonderful,"

He guided me to a table where all his school bag was. He pulled up a chair for me and waited for me to sit down. Once I sat down, he moved to the chair next to me. "Ok, so let's get started." he said.

~3rd POV~
Arthur and Haylee studied for a really long time and during that time, they got to know each very well. After, realizing how late it was, Arthur walked Haylee to the girls' dorm. "Thanks again, Arthur." She said smiling to Arthur. He returned the smile, kissing her hand in farewell. "You're very welcome, Haylee." Haylee nodded and started to walked to the front door; Arthur walking away towards the boys' dorm.

"Arthur, WAIT!" Arthur turned back and suddenly Haylee was in his arms hugging him. Arthur blushed, not knowing what to do or say. Haylee broke the awkward silence, "Thank you-" Arthur snapped out of his statue moment, "B-but you've already thanked me-" Haylee shook her head, "No, thank you for helping me." Arthur got more confused, "I've told you it was no problem!"

"But you don't understand, no one has ever helped me like that, so thank you." she released him from the hug smiled, and walked away. The Brit stood there in shock and watched the redhead walked to the door of her room. Haylee looked back one last time and waved him good bye. Arthur snapped back into reality and waved back, heading to his dorm.

~Arthur's dorm room~
-Arthur's POV-
I unlocked the door and went inside. Already inside, was my two roommates, Alfred and Francis. "Hey dude, like where were you?!" Alfred said as he was playing video games on the couch. "I was at the library." I muttered. "Why were you at zhe library zis late?" Francis asked from the kitchen. "I was helping this one girl with her math, and-"

I was interrupted by that damned American. "Artie got a GIRLFRIEND!" he sang. My tsundere side, as Kiku calls it, came out. "No, you bloody idiot, she's just a friend, and I was just helping her, nothing more. " I said that last line, sounding a little depressed. I sat on the couch next to Alfred, and he quickly paused his game. "Is she pretty, is she hot, what's she like,," and Alfred went on and on, much to my annoyance.

"look, all I know is that she's really amazing, sweet, and really pretty-no beautiful, in fact-" Francis's head peeked from the kitchen. "What's her name?" he asked with a devilish look on his face. I sighed and got up and went into the kitchen. I walked to the counter across where Francis was cooking, "Her name was...bloody hell, what was it?...Ah yes, Haylee-" Francis dropped the pot he was holding, the pan slammed onto the floor, making a loud sound. I looked down at the ,now stained, floor and the pot. "HEY, WATCH OUT, YOU BLOODY FROG!" I yelled. I was cut off when Francis spoke quietly, "H-Haylee..? What were you doing with my beloved sister?!" Francis said with a doomed face. I frowned and crossed my arms.

"I merely helped here with her math homework." Francis started to trail his arms around the small kitchen. "NON! ELLE EST MON SOEUR! I COULD HAVE HELPED WITH HER MATEMATIQUE!" I stared at him with a WTF face. Alfred's voice yelled from the living room. "DUDE YOU'RE LIKE TOTALLY CRUSHING ON FRANCIS'S SIS!" I looked behind my shoulder and saw Alfred holding his sides and laughing uncontrollably. Francis grabbed me and started to shake me violently.

"HEY, GETO YOUR HANDS OFF ME, YOU BLOODY WANKER!" I screamed as I tried prying his hands off of me. "Non!, I may be the country of l'amour, but J'adore mon soeur!"

Alfred walked behind me, wrapping his arm around my shoulder. "Umm, BOTH of you guys should calm down. I mean, you said that you were just studying," Alfred said proving a point. "See!" I said, triumphant. "But studying can also mean other things..." He said, still trying to prove a point. I stared at him with a shocked face. Just then Francis gave me a death glare and tackled me to the floor. "Zhat's my sister, you black sheep of Europe, I can't believe you would do something like that." he yelled at me, as we were fighting on the floor. "W-we didn't do anything, I was just helping her!" I said as I was trying to get Francis off of me. "Now will you just *grunts* get off of me!"

I looked at Alfred to help me out, but he just went back to playing his video games. " You're not going to help me!?" He looked at me and smirked, shaking his head no. "No way, bro. There's no way, I'm going to get in between you guys." He laughed his signature laugh. I yelled at Alfred's childlike ways. Alfred finally sighed, got up, pulled us apart and carried us both on his shoulders. He sat us down on the couch, Francis and I crossed our arms and looked away from each other. Alfred pulled up a chair and sat on it backwards.

"Now, Francis, dude, Artie was just helping Haylee with her math, I know this because, she walked with me to the library and then went to the math section of the library. Also when I was done talking to Artie, he told me that he was going to study his math, so you see...nothing probably never happened." I looked at the Frenchman, with a smug look. "That's what I've been trying to say." I said. Alfred continued. "Even if Artie has a major crush on Haylee, it doesn't mean he would do anything bad towards her. I mean, let's face it, he's not that kind of guy, plus he's shy with like every girl!"

"Yeah-hey!" Francis had a not-so-persuaded-look. "Fine, but I vant to ask vone question." he said. He looked straight at me wit ha serious face. "W-what..?" I said, nervous. "Do you like my beloved sister?" he asked crossing his arms. There was an awkward, silent pause. "Well, yeah, she seems nice, and-" Francis shook his head. "Non, zhat's not what I mean,...I mean, do you have feelings for her?" I was shocked, and I looked away, my face warm. "I see, well then..." Francis got up from the couch. "Arthur." I looked up at him, "Believe me when I say zhis...you better be nice to her, I swear if you hurt her in the slightest, you will be sorry..." Francis said with a determined, but angry face. I got up and grabbed Francis shoulder.

"I would never hurt her, I'd rather die than to do anything that would upset her...I give you my word." Francis nodded and headed back to the kitchen. "But there's a problem," the American said, standing up. "Oh, and what's that?" I asked irritated, "That if Haylee has the same feelings." He said, matter-of-factly. The room was quiet. I hung my head in shame, believing that Haylee would never like a guy like me. I went to my room, wanting some alone time. I gripped my doorknob, and gritted my teeth in anger, as I heard a small snort/ 'ha' from the kitchen.