The Rhythm of Love (A Hetalia love story)#1

Chapter 1:

America was sleeping. BEEP BEEP BEEP! America's hand swung to stop his alarm clock. He sat up and yawed. He forced him self out of bed to go get dresses.He picked up his cell phone. "I know. I will call Britain." He dialed 5-5-5-2-5-3-7. RING RING RING! "Hello?" a voiced called. "Hey bro-ha. So I was wondering if you wanted to like hang out with me or what ever. So cool?" America asked. "Lookie here America, I would love to but I have to go. Call you later though." Britain said. BEEP BEEP BEEP! The phone hung up. "I will go surprise him them." America thought.

DING-DONG! The door swung open. "Hello?" Britain asked annoyed. "So hey dude, can yo-" America went silent. "Is there a problem?" Britain asked. America was still stiff as ever. America was starring at Britain in nothing but a towel covering his waist down. "Will you wait there for a minute?" Britain closed the door. America was still stiff. Britain finally returned to the door. "Sorry but I was taking a shower." Britain said. "Why don't you come in?" Britain asked. Britain walked America in. They both sat down on the sofa. "Are you okey?" Britain asked. "Umm... yeah. Totally. Well gotta go. Bye" America rushed out of his mouth. America opened the door and left. "Umm ok?" Britain said.

It was the next day. America was on his back in bed wide awake... thinking. "What do I tell him? Britain going to want an answer eventually." America thought. He heard a knock. KNOCK KNOCK! "Hello? America you there?" Britain called from America's front steps. America went to open the door. "Hey dude." America said sad. "Are you okay. I mean about yesterday." Britain asked. "Yeah just got nervous I guess. Just seeing you naked and all. I was in shock. But I'm okay now!"
America smiled. "Well good to know you are okay." Britain said happier. "But America," Britain asked seriously. "America stopped laughing. "What now dude?" America said annoyed. "I just, why is it hard to see me topless? Does it bother you?" Britain asked starting to cry a bit. "No dude. I just... I can't tell you." America frowned. "Why? I am your big brother. Tell me anything." Britain convinced. "Okay," America let out a huge sigh. "Well I kinda... sorta... like you?" America said sounding guilty.