AmericaxReader - Summer Kiss

You stood bitterly in the rain. Today was the last day of school and the summer rains just HAD to come today!

"Alfred, get your sorry ass out here right now before I freeze--" you hiss. As if on cue, a pair of gloved hands covered your eyes.

"Guess whoooo!" you heard a familiar sing-song voice.

"Alfred!" You couldn't help but giggle as you turned to face a pair of shining sky blue eyes. Alfred was your best friend since elementary. Nowadays, he was busy with football and a particularly possessive girlfriend named Katy. He still managed to squeeze a bit of time with you.

"Game get washed out?" you asked.

"Yeah, not to mention Katy ditched today. How about we go to my place?"

"Sure, anything to get out of this rain!"

...

You had to admit, you never expected Alfed to have such a nice place close to the school. Once you arrived, the blonde retrieved a wool blanket and laid it over your lap, before leaving you in the living room to prepare some hot chocolate.

"Hot chocolate...that's nice on a rainy day," you said to yourself. He returned with a pair of steaming mugs and a smile on his face.

"I'm baaaaack!" he chirped, setting a mug down on the coffee table in front of you.

"You were only gone for a couple minutes." He shrugged at this, sitting down next to you, pulling the excess of the large blanket over himself.

"That's not the point! How's life been for you?" he said, shrugging off the other subject effectively.

"Good. You?"

He, just barely, stiffened, his smile becoming plastic. "I've been doing great!"

"Liar," you whispered. "What's wrong?" He flinched visibly.

"Oookay... Maybe not everything is fine, but those are my problems. You don't have to worry about that, [name]!"

"I'm your best friend, I can't help but worry!" you snap, setting the mug back down on the glass table harshly. He sighed.

"Fine, fine, fine. It's... It's about Katy." He bit his lip, pausing.

"What about her?" you prompted quietly, lips pursued.

"She's been cheating on me this entire month."

"What?"

"And... and denying it. I can't keep her off my mind! I've been told by my coach that if I don't improve and focus, I'll be knocked off the team and they need me!" You watched him, eyes teary, as he hunched over and curled his legs up in front of him, biting his lip even further. You were shocked. Katy was a nice girl -- sure, she was a bit... different, but you knew that Alfred obviously cared a lot about her. Something soured in your stomach.

"You'll always have my support, Alfie," you reassured him, reaching over under the blanket to give him a hug.
 
"T-thanks, [name]... you're the best." he murmured, but his eyes were distant. Suddenly, the door swung open, and you swiveled your head around to find a soaking wet Katy with mascara staining her cheeks.

"How could you!?" she cried, and she balled her fists. Alfred flinched, keeping his eyes downcast. He bit his lip, wanting to say something -- you could tell -- but he buried his face in the blanket instead. You turned to her to say what he would not.

"I think the more appropriate question is how could YOU? If-- if what he says it right-- you've been cheating on him for the past month!"

"I have not!" Alfred frowned, for the first time looking up at her, and he took out his phone, fiddling with the keys for a moment. He then lifted it up, revealing a black screen.

He pushed a button, eyebrows furrowed, Very audible moaning blasted from the speakers.

"Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me," he said softly. She looked at the phone, then to Alfred, then back to the phone.

"I... I can't..." she stammered, shock written all over her face. She couldn't finish her sentence, thus she sent one, final scathing look at Alfred, before leaving.

Alfred sighed as he closed the door behind her.

"I'll pay dearly for that," he muttered. You took a quiet sip from your hot chocolate.

"How about a nice movie?" you asked as the idea popped in your mind, and you smiled when his gloomy demeanor brightened slightly.

"That's a great idea! Wanna watch something scary?" You rolled your eyes. Of COURSE he would want to watch something scary.

"I swear, you and your horror films...!" He laughed at you as your snorted and kicked your legs out under the blanket. You paused for a moment, swearing you heard him say something, and you raised an eyebrow. "What was that?"

"Nothing!" he hastily, and you shrugged as he took out a movie, although you gave him your attention when he showed you the cover. It had a Father Death mask on the cover and underneath it was the title "Scream".

"This movie is more suspenseful then scary! It has blood in it, yes -- but its few and far in between," he explained. You looked at Alfred then back to the cover.

"Well... I suppose."

"ALL RIGHT! I'll get the popcorn!" He put the DVD in before going off to find some popcorn. You looked out the window, seeing that the rain had lessened somewhat. A scary movie didn't seem appropriate for such a day, but this was Alfred you were thinking about! You remembered your childhood crush for him, finding that it had decided to retur- no, this wasn't a crush. It was love. You had fallen in love with the loud, energetic, charismatic, and particularly charming American. Right after he dumped his girlfriend. Was it a stroke of luck? Pure fate? You hadn't the slightest. Alfred returned right when the movie began.

"Alright! The movie's starting!" You sighed as Alfred plopped down on the couch, right next to you. He grabbed your midsection and leaned back onto the arm, holding you like a teddy bear.

"Alfred!" you snapped. He chuckled in amusement. You sighed, watching the movie start.

...

"I still dislike scary movies," you muttered as the movie ended.

"I protected you though because I'm the hero!" You laughed. Of course he would think that.

"Oh, my hero~" you said, sarcasm layering over each word, and you both dissolved into a laughing fit.

"So, does this mean you'll be my damsel in distress?"

"I can fend for myself, you know! You read way too many comic books, Alfie."

"Aww! That's mean, [name]!" You laughed.

"But it's true!"

You paused for a moment.

"Well, at least I know I'll have a hero to save me if things get too rough."

"Does that mean I'll be your Superman?" He asked, a childish innocence glittering in those sky blue eyes.

"Of course."

And then, just like that, you couldn't see his eyes, because he had closed them. Why?

He was kissing you. You gasped in surprise, unintentionally allowing him entrance. You could feel his tongue search every bit of the new territory. It felt slick, but surprising, and you didn't have the time to listen to your head telling you to stop.

You ran your hand through his already messy blond hair. When you parted, you glanced up at him, surprised. Because holy mother of what the fuck, he just kissed you.

And you weren't totally sure how you felt about that. You listened to the music from the credits, biting your lip, and you looked away. "What the hell," you grumble, and you don't want to face his confused, hurt, blue eyes, searching your eyes for answers.

"What's the matter?" he asked, taking your chin gently and forcing you to look at him.

You suck in a breath. "N-nothing," you attempt to say, but it comes out as a garble of embarrassed words. "Nothing's wrong at all."

He raised an eyebrow. "Then why did you pull away?" he asked. The rain bounced off of the windows. You couldn't find an answer for him. You liked him, yes, but you couldn't admit it right after he dumped his girlfriend! You finally managed to look at him right in the eye.

"B--because...of Katy. She'll find a way to bring wrath upon us. I...I don't want to do this because of what she can do. She's president of the newspaper so she's bound to put something that will harm our reputations." He nodded and pulled you in for another kiss.

"I won't let that happen, I am your hero after all."