REUPLOADED: EnglandxReader- Nightfall

EnglandxReader

Arthur was wandering the corridors of the school at night, alone.  It was no planned thing that you were too that night.  

Arthur happened to be ambling around the halls to push the loss of his brother to the back of his mind.  His brother, Alfred, the star of the baseball team, had gotten in so much trouble around the school grounds he had been expelled and sentenced to homeschooling.  Arthur was now utterly alone besides his few friends.

You were wandering the halls to try and rid yourself of the thoughts of your former friend, that stupid Elizabeta, and her prissy Austrian boyfriend.  How the hell would she rather spend the holidays with him instead of you, her best friend?  You stomped on the carpet and continued walking.  

Of course, neither you nor Arthur were to be out roaming the halls at one am, but you couldn't help it.  He couldn't either.  Every sight of a movement up ahead, every sound of the air conditioner, you jumped.  You didn't want to be expelled either, but somehow breaking the rules felt rather, well, good.  

You became so absorbed in your thoughts now you didn't even realize someone else's footsteps were beating in time with yours, coming from the opposite direction.  

BAM!

You and Arthur had crashed into each other, full force, not even realizing the other's presence.  You quickly regained control of your limbs, straightened your hat on top of your head, and scrambled to your feet again. The English blonde was still trying to pull himself up.  Feeling pity, you held out your hand.  He took it gratefully and stood again.  

"Thank you," he murmured.  "[Name], I'm sorry, that was quite foolish of me.  I should have realized you were coming."  

"No, of course not, Arthur, you're fine."

He looked up and met your shadow-lit gaze.  "So why are you out here in the middle of the night?"

You sighed and recounted your story of Elizabeta to Arthur.  You two began to stride down the halls in unison, your voices soft but full of emotion.  He watched you intently as you spoke, and you couldn't take your eyes off of him when he did.  

You two eventually had sat down on one of the benches outside of the school.  The night air around you was cool and you began shivering.  Pulling his blazer off, he wrapped it tightly around your shoulders.  

"Won't you be cold?" you asked.

"No, I'll be fine, love," he answered.  

"So why did your parents send you to this school?" you wondered aloud.

"Oh, my parents?  They both work.  They won't be too happy with the return of Alfred.  My house will probably be burned to the ground with the free time he's left with."  You lean over and plant a kiss on his cheek.  

"Can we do this tomorrow too?" you asked him as he wound his arms around you.

"Sure, darling."  You hated to admit it, but you fell asleep in his arms that night.