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Your black combat boots hit the ground like a metal pipe being dropped. The sound echoed off the empty block as you made your way back to your apartment in Paris, France. Your boyfriend was the infamous lady killer Francis Bonnefoy. You knew that it would happen but he was very loyal to you in the beginning. He always gave you gifts and excuses to hide the lies he had hid. Now, it just wasn't what you wanted. You were just another toy in his eyes...or so you thought. To him, you were everything. His light, his world, his whole universe. He had everything he wanted in you. But his habits made him lose you...forever.
No, I can't take one more step towards you
'Cause all that's waiting is regret
And don't you know I'm not your ghost anymore
You lost the love
I loved the most
'Cause all that's waiting is regret
And don't you know I'm not your ghost anymore
You lost the love
I loved the most
You excitedly drove to your boyfriend's mansion in France. Today was your two year anniversary. You couldn't wait for him to see your new outfit. You never wore this kind of stuff but you decided it was time to actually wear it. As you pulled into the driveway, you noticed Nina's, a friendly neighborhood, flirty, and beautiful kind of girl, car in the driveway too. Her black Jeep was parked right next to Francis'. Your eyebrows furrowed a bit and you called your brother.
I learned to live, half alive
And now you want me one more time
And now you want me one more time
"Hey little sis." you cheerfully, American brother greeted.
"Hey." you said.
You were Alfred F. Jones' little sister, (Y/N). You represented Washington D.C, the country's capital. "How's France going?"
"Pretty good." you said. "Except I think Francis is up to something."
"What do you mean?"
You hesitated. "Well, I think Francis is cheating on me."
"..."
"Alfred?"
"Call you later."
"But-" your brother already hung up on you.
You sighed and got out of your car and closed the door. You walked up of the marble steps to the estate. You took out your spare key, only to find the door already opened. Your eyebrows once again furrowed. You heard giggling, and from that second you knew it. You heart broke into a million pieces. Tears were threatening to spill from the prison that held them back. You turned around, and went back into your car and pulled back onto the dirt road since his house is in the woods.
"Hey." you said.
You were Alfred F. Jones' little sister, (Y/N). You represented Washington D.C, the country's capital. "How's France going?"
"Pretty good." you said. "Except I think Francis is up to something."
"What do you mean?"
You hesitated. "Well, I think Francis is cheating on me."
"..."
"Alfred?"
"Call you later."
"But-" your brother already hung up on you.
You sighed and got out of your car and closed the door. You walked up of the marble steps to the estate. You took out your spare key, only to find the door already opened. Your eyebrows once again furrowed. You heard giggling, and from that second you knew it. You heart broke into a million pieces. Tears were threatening to spill from the prison that held them back. You turned around, and went back into your car and pulled back onto the dirt road since his house is in the woods.
And who do you think you are?
Runnin' round leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts
And tearing love apart
You're gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
So don't come back for me
Who do you think you are?
Runnin' round leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts
And tearing love apart
You're gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
So don't come back for me
Who do you think you are?
You went back to your apartment in France. You ran up the stairs and you let yourself into your apartment. You slammed the door behind you and immediately, your room mate knew what was wrong. "He cheated on you, didn't he?" Masako asked.
You nodded, and you sobbed. Masako was originally from Japan and Japan's sister. She comforted you while rubbing soothing circles in your back. You two ate dinner and sat on the couch, watching reruns of Hetalia: the Beautiful World. When ever a part of France came up, your fists would tighten up.
You nodded, and you sobbed. Masako was originally from Japan and Japan's sister. She comforted you while rubbing soothing circles in your back. You two ate dinner and sat on the couch, watching reruns of Hetalia: the Beautiful World. When ever a part of France came up, your fists would tighten up.
I hear you're asking all around
If I am anywhere to be found
But I have grown too strong
To ever fall back in your arms
I've learned to live, half-alive
And now you want me one more time
Nina always wondered about one thing. And she finally got the courage to ask Francis, her new boyfriend. "Francis, why don't you just dump that bitch?"
France frowned. "Mon amour[1], why would I do that? After all, you are my one and only, non?"
"But with her around, I feel like she's more important." her pink, plump lips formed a pout.
"Don't worry." he placed a loving kiss on her lips, making the brunette giggle.
The brunette gave Francis a blow kiss and left in her Jeep.
The next day, you went to France's house. You wore this outfit today. You wondered if he even had a relationship with Nina. Oh dear (Y/N), you wrong. So very wrong. As you entered the house, you heard creaking sounds. Your eyes widened and you went up the stairs. You opened the door a little and the sight you found was horrifying.
France frowned. "Mon amour[1], why would I do that? After all, you are my one and only, non?"
"But with her around, I feel like she's more important." her pink, plump lips formed a pout.
"Don't worry." he placed a loving kiss on her lips, making the brunette giggle.
The brunette gave Francis a blow kiss and left in her Jeep.
The next day, you went to France's house. You wore this outfit today. You wondered if he even had a relationship with Nina. Oh dear (Y/N), you wrong. So very wrong. As you entered the house, you heard creaking sounds. Your eyes widened and you went up the stairs. You opened the door a little and the sight you found was horrifying.
And who do you think you are?
Runnin round leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts
And tearing love apart
You're gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
So don't come back for me
Who do you think you are?
Dear, it took so long just to feel alright
Remember how to put back the light in my eyes
I wish I had missed the first time that we kissed
'Cause you broke all your promises
There was Francis, pounding into the brunette. He moaned her name while Nina moaned his. You weren't sad. You were angry. You angrily swung open the door, your black heels staying glued to the ground. France looked at you wide-eyed. "Mon Cheri [2], it isn't what it-"
"OH SHUT UP!" you yelled, tears of anger falling down your beautiful (s/c) face. "DON'T GIVE ME ANYMORE EXCUSES FRANCIS BONNEFOY! WE'RE DONE, NO MATTER WHAT YOU SAY! Au revoir[3] Francis Bonnefoy." you said the last sentence with a lovely French accent. You left and angrily drove off to your apartment, packed all of your things, and left France to go see your other friends, Belarus and Ukraine.
"OH SHUT UP!" you yelled, tears of anger falling down your beautiful (s/c) face. "DON'T GIVE ME ANYMORE EXCUSES FRANCIS BONNEFOY! WE'RE DONE, NO MATTER WHAT YOU SAY! Au revoir[3] Francis Bonnefoy." you said the last sentence with a lovely French accent. You left and angrily drove off to your apartment, packed all of your things, and left France to go see your other friends, Belarus and Ukraine.
And now you're back
You don't get to get me back
And who do you think you are?
Runnin' round leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts
And tearing love apart
You're gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
So don't come back for me
Don't come back at all
Belarus greeted you at the door and saw your tear-stained face. "(n/n), what's wrong?" she asked.
"Francis..."
Belarus instantly pulled you inside for some tea and she also got Ukraine. You told them everything, while sobbing, and I heard you, coming downstairs in a nice black outfit. "What happened?"
"Francis cheated on (Y/N)." answered Belarus.
"Want me to hit him with a katana?" I asked.
You giggled. "No thanks. I'm pretty sure he's in a downfall right now."
"Ok, but if you want me to, I'm willing to hit that son of a bitch."
"No problem."
I smiled, liking to see you smile and have happiness in your once depressed filled (e/c) eyes.
"Francis..."
Belarus instantly pulled you inside for some tea and she also got Ukraine. You told them everything, while sobbing, and I heard you, coming downstairs in a nice black outfit. "What happened?"
"Francis cheated on (Y/N)." answered Belarus.
"Want me to hit him with a katana?" I asked.
You giggled. "No thanks. I'm pretty sure he's in a downfall right now."
"Ok, but if you want me to, I'm willing to hit that son of a bitch."
"No problem."
I smiled, liking to see you smile and have happiness in your once depressed filled (e/c) eyes.
And who do you think you are?
Runnin round leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts
And tearing love apart
You're gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
Don't come back for me
Don't come back at all
Runnin round leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts
And tearing love apart
You're gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
Don't come back for me
Don't come back at all
A year has passed, and Francis can't go to sleep without thinking of you. He would sob himself to sleep. 'If only you were a better person.' I told him. You were his everything. But he put your heart in a jar, and Nina's too. Now, it's just a jar filled with only two hearts, one of which he does not love. It has just became a Jar of Hearts. Nothing can mend your relationship together again, not even love. Soon, after another year, you started dating England. And in the end, you ended up marrying him and having a little daughter named Rosetta. Francis didn't like women anymore. After you left, he never stopped loving you and stopped loving others.
Who do you think you are?
Who do you think you are?
Who do you think you are?
Who do you think you are?
Who do you think you are?
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Cheater! France x Country! Reader
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(C/N) - Country name (Preferably made up -- unless it's not in Hetalia)
(Y/N) - Your name
(E/C) - Eye colour
(H/C) - Hait colour
It was Valentine's day and I was looking forward to it, I couldn't wait to get home to Francis. Whatever he had planned was going to be good, he was one of the most romantic countries. Me, (C/N), were more known for being quite skilled in combat. Not the typical 'lady', you could say. Smiling slightly, I parked by Francis' large house and opened the car door, then, I stepped outside. I didn't really understand why Franc
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Cheater!France x Reader x England ~ In Real Life
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In real life, I’m waking up alone
And it’s one more night, you didn’t make it home
And one more time, you won’t pick up the phone
In real life, you never bring me flowers
When you’re here, it’s only for an hour
I’m getting used to being on my own
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You sigh as you make your way downstairs.
“Francis?” You call for the fifth time. And for the fifth time you get no answer. Looks like he spent the night at some other girl’s place he probably met at the club, you think. You were getting tired of thi
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A tear dripping down your face, you sank to your knees. How many times has it been since he first cheated on you? You couldn't even keep track. But, you reasoned, this was the last time you would ever cry over him. Alfred's cheating had less effect on you each time it happened. You were almost tear-free this time.
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[1] Mon Amour- Love
[2] Mon Cheri- My love; My sweetheart
[3] Au Revoir- Goodbye
Nina- p.gr-assets.com/540x540/fit/ho…
Masako- img1.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20…
Rosetta- i908.photobucket.com/albums/ac…
Annnnddddd....Reader-chan ends up marrying England!
Francis: BUT WHY DID YOU CHOOSE ME?!
Me: 'cus you have the perfect role, France-san!
Francis: *sulks in corner*
Song: Jar of Hearts
Music Video: www.youtube.com/watch?v=8v_4O4…
[2] Mon Cheri- My love; My sweetheart
[3] Au Revoir- Goodbye
Nina- p.gr-assets.com/540x540/fit/ho…
Masako- img1.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20…
Rosetta- i908.photobucket.com/albums/ac…
Annnnddddd....Reader-chan ends up marrying England!
Francis: BUT WHY DID YOU CHOOSE ME?!
Me: 'cus you have the perfect role, France-san!
Francis: *sulks in corner*
Song: Jar of Hearts
Music Video: www.youtube.com/watch?v=8v_4O4…
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I enjoyed it....but I am still curious of what Alfred did/the reason he hung up...