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England x Reader : Your Number

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England x Reader : Your Number

Arthur groans in irritation at the sound of his ‘friends’ mocking him, taunting him at the fact that he was too much of a pussy to ask the girl of his dreams for her number.

“C’mon, you wimp!” Alfred said, smacking the Brit on his back a bit too hard, “Just go over to the babe, and be like, ‘Aye, girl, gimme them digits of yours’ and she’ll fall head over heels for you! She’ll give you her number in a heartbeat!” He said, gesturing towards (Name).

Arthur looked at him with a face that said that he’s an idiot. Scratch that, an utter dumbass. “I highly doubt that would work on any girl with the right mind.” He scoffed, turning away from the idiot American.

Francis laughed at his friend, “Oh, you have to passionate side you at all, huh? It’s simple, honestly! Just go up to her and simply ask for her number!”

“I-it’s not that simple!” Arthur said, a blush over his cheeks.

Sure, maybe the these two studs it was simple - every girl in school wanted Alfred and Francis came from the country of love, he was born to arouse woman. But Arthur.. Sure he can be sweet at times, but he simply did not know how to express how he felt about someone.

Let alone (Name). She was different. She was sweet and kind, and those big (e/c) eyes of hers held happiness and utter joy almost everyday. She wasn’t like the other girls. She was.. different.

In a very, very good way.

“It’s the last day of school, buddy,” Alfred said again, placing his hand on Arthur’s shoulder, “If you don’t do it now, you won’t ever be able to talk to her. She’s a real cuttie too, had you not been in love with her already, I probably would have had a grab at her too.” The blond chuckles.

Arthur groaned in defeat, “Fine!” Alfred was right though. They were seniors and today was pretty much their last day of school - not counting graduation day at least.

If he didn’t get (Name)’s number now, he’ll never be able to talk to her.

It’s now or never.

***

“Just promise to text me during the summer, okay?” Your best friend says, giving you your phone back after putting their number in it.

You chuckled, “Alright! But I told you, I didn’t text you last year because my phones stupid.”

“No, you’re the stupid one,” She laughs, shaking her head in disapproval at you. “I didn’t think it was possible to drop your phone so many times that it could make it lose all it’s contacts!”

You blushed in embarrassment. “Sh-shut up!”

You friend blinks in surprise, looking past you. Frowning in confusion, you follow her gaze only to see Arthur - someone you’ve had a long term crush on - walking up to the both of you.

She grins at you before saying, “Well look at the time!” She giggles, “I have to go now! See you at graduation!”

“W-wait! Don’t you dare leave me alone you jerk!” You called out, but she was already lost in the crowd.

“(Name)?” You hear that familiar British accent say behind you.

You jump a bit, now awfully nervous. Slowly turning around, you smile nervously at him and ask , “Oh.. Arthur? What’s up?” You try hard to not stutter, it’d be awful to embarrass yourself in front of a guy so goddamn cute.

You looked up at his face and noticed he was turning away, avoiding eye contact. He had both hands in his pockets, and had a blush over his cheeks, though that could have been your imagination.

“Uhm..” He struggled with his words... This was a LOT harder then what Alfred and Francis made it out to be … “C-... Could I by any chance... have your number?”

You blinked in surprise. Arthur want’s my number? You thought to yourself, your face heating up.

“I-if you don’t want to give it to me, th-that’s perfectly fine!” He says, disappointment in his voice.

Then you remembered the fact that you didn’t answer.

“O-oh! Yeah, of course, I won’t mind at all!”

He blinked in surprise before turning to you, a hint of hope in those emerald green eyes of his. “R-really? I mean , uh , thank you!” He said, slipping out his phone.

“No problem, it’s,” You told him your number and he quickly wrote it down and saving it to his contacts.

“Thanks a lot, (Name)!” He smiled at you and you could swear that your heart skipped a beat. He was such a cutting.

You lightly chuckle, looking away in hope that he doesn’t notice your blush, “O-of course..”

“I’ll be sure to text you.” He smiles before giving you a quick hug, surprising you. “See you at graduation.”
I came across a few problems with the last England x Reader story, so I made a new one!

With artist block, I had a bit of trouble but with the help of my boyfriend irl, I got a whole idea down ;u;

I own nothing <3

Enjoy
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Saroona0410's avatar
Tfw you're a teen with no phone LOL



THIS IS ADORABLE I LOVE HOW CUTE HE IS WHILE STUTTERING OMGG I'M SO IN LOVE WITH HIM BUT I SUCK SO BAD AT EXPRESSING MY FEELINGS SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEE