Broken love: Canada X Reader Oneshot

        The sky is crystal clear. Leaves fall spiral down from the trees into golden brown piles at their bases. The air forms a wispy cloud in front of my face as a sigh escapes my lips. As soon as the bus arrives this moment of serenity will escape, and the ride is always obnoxiously loud. No amount of coffee can prepare me for the rowdy screams and annoying antics. I work my hair into a ponytail and smooth it out, fingers working the tangles out nervously. Butterflies flutter in my stomach and a sense of joy seems to fill the air. Today is going to be amazing, I can feel it in my bones.

       I'm hoping that today is the day my boyfriend Alfred asks me to prom. Every mutual friend has been gushing nonstop that he's been waiting for the perfect time to make his move. Out of all the boys in Hetalia high, he was the one that caught my attention from day one. Always bubbly and cheering me up no matter how hopeless the day may have seemed. I certainly wouldn't be as open a person as I am now if I hadn't met him. I remember the first day of school, no moment stands out more than when we met.




        Sitting at the creaky desk in the back of the classroom, I attempt to map out my day. Comparing the schedule to the low quality floor pan in my planner is proving useful, but my hair keeps falling in front of my (e/c) eyes. Calling out to the brunet guy in front of me is a loss, he continues to just stare at the doorway intensely. The bell rings loudly, and my whole class erupts through the door, leaving me scrambling to get everything together before emerging into the bustling halls.

    Walking through the hall, I once again attempt to make out my next destination on the map when someone bumps into me hard, the force tipping my weight forawrds. Awaiting impact, I seize up. Something stops me from falling, or rather, someone. Looking up, a tall guy with blonde hair and crystal blue eyes stares down right back at me, arms wrapped around my waist.

"You okay, dudette? You look really shaken up."

"I-I'm okay... Just a little dazed. It's my first day here." He helps me back to my feet and I quickly recede from his touch. I quickly brush off my clothing and nervously try to clear the hair from my face.

"That's awesome! Dudette, I should totally be your guide. I know this place like the back of my hand, because I'm the hero!" He smiles and strikes a pose. A chuckle escapes my lips and he smiles. That must've been the reaction he was looking for.

"Sure, and by the way, my name is (Name)."

"I'm Alfred Jones, representative of America. You can call me Al." Al says with an award winning smile. Pulling my hair back into a ponytail his smile only grows. "You look nice with your hair up. You should wear it like that more often." 





        Honk! The sound of the school bus knocks me out of my daze. I hop on board and sit right behind the driver, where my best friend and I have sat since the first day I rode the bus. Pulling out my old touchscreen phone I begin to text him as per routine. He's only a few stops away so I can talk to him soon, but the two of us enjoy goofing off over the phone too.


You: "Good morning, Matt! =3 "

Matthew: "Morning, (Name)!"

You: "How's your morning been?"

Matthew: "Same as usual. Kuma and pancakes,"

You: "Coolio. I'm so excited for today!"

Matthew: "Yeah, me too. Need to talk to you. "


        The bus crawls to a stop in front of a log cabin, a certain Canadian representative with a small white bear waits in the leaf covered yard. His sandy blonde hair tucked in a toque and his signature curl hangs in front of his face. Boarding the bus, he sits down next to me with a gentle smile. I've always admired how Matthew could have such a warm smile, especially with how awful things can get at school. No one really notices him, and frankly it peeves me off. One time a guy almost sat on him because he thought the seat next to me was empty, it was ridiculous. People are blind.

        There's a brief moment of sweet silence between us two as he gets settled. Once situated, he looks at me and begins to open his mouth, but quickly shuts it. His eyebrows furrow and he seems to be contemplating something. What's the matter? Matt never acts like that... Fiddling with his left pocket, he pulls out a small white note and sets it lightly on my lap, a blush covering his pale cheeks. Kuma, his polar bear crawls over and cuddles up against me as I pick up the note. The bear quickly lies down and rests is head on my lap, his tiny chest rising and falling.



Dear (Name),

Firstly, I want to say thank you. You've always been kind to me and noticed me, I've never felt more welcome or appreciated than when I'm around you. You've never mistaken me with Alfred in the years we've known one another, which is honestly a feat. Now for the hard part. You know I'm not very good with words, I don't think I ever will be. Here goes. I truly like you. I love your (h/c) hair and those beautiful (e/c) eyes that light up my day. I haven't felt alone since we met, even though I always get ignored by everyone else. I understand if you can't or don't feel the same way since you have been dating my brother for so long, and you seem so happy with him. I just needed to get this off my chest. No matter which way you respond, know that I will always care for you, even if it means I have to stay your friend.

         -Matthew


"Matt... I never knew you-"

"I know, I know you never knew I liked you... And you love Alfred." He mutters. My heart crushed under the weight of his words. Sure, I care about Alfred, but that doesn't mean I don't care about Matt. He's one of the only true friends I've ever had... It's just that Al stole my heart before Matt ever had a chance.

       I can't bring myself to speak, no matter how hard I try to form words. The right words are at the tip of my tongue, but my brain can't find them. Before I know it, we're at school, the bus parked in front of the large doors. Grabbing a still sleeping Kuma, Matt runs off the bus and through the front door. Tears begin to drip down my cheeks, eyes surely bloodshot at this point.



        It's 6th period, the one class I have with Al. Matt didn't show up to lunch, so I was left to think about this morning and I honestly couldn't feel any worse. At this point I really need his comfort, his warm smile and hugs. Usually I'm the first to reach the classroom, so it comes as a surprise when voices are coming from inside the door. I know it's sneaky, but I press my ear up against it and listen. I'd hate to run into a parent-teacher conference and knocking would probably have a negative effect.

"Come on Alfred! You know you want to!" A girl says seductively.

"Fine, Angie! Yes, I want to go out... But what if (Name) finds out?" Al stammers.

"Forget about her, you only dated her because you felt bad for her, right?" Angie grunts.

"Yeah... But I'd feel even worse about breaking it off with her like this." Tears come to my eyes for the second time today. All the pent up emotions slowly drip down my cheeks. First Matt confesses, now this? "She's a genuinely nice girl, and I don't want to hurt her."

"It's okay Al. I can help you feel better," Angie chuckles.

        I choke a bit. I can't stand it anymore. I burst through the door, immediately seeing the two kissing. A startled Al looks up and sees me, tears and all. I heard the whole conversation... But I didn't want to believe it was true. After everything, a world full of daily reminders that he loves me, that I'm the most beautiful thing in his life; it was all a pitiful lie. 

"(Name)! I-It's not what it looks like!" He stutters.

"How could you? You've been lying to me for almost two years! Saying you loved me... That you cared about me. All of it was a lie! I can't believe I actually trusted you." I snort. "You really are just like every other jerk in this school."

"(Name) wait!" Al yelled. I throw down my backpack and ran as fast as I can out to the benches outside. The tardy bell rings, and soon silence clouds around me, only my occasional sobs interrupt it. How could he have lied to me? Alfred, the guy I've given my affection and care to for so long. That smile, his hugs and kisses, all lies.

        Soft footsteps approach, and I'm are sure that it's a teacher coming to drag me back into the classroom with that monster. A hand grazes me shoulder lightly, then strong arms wrap around me. Looking up, I see Matthew. A sigh of relief escapes my mouth and I hug onto him tightly, burying my head into his chest.

"(Name), I ran into Al... He told me everything. Are you alright?" I weakly shake your head. "Damn it, Al. You find the perfect girl, and then break her heart." He mutters.

"I can't believe he would do this to me. After all this- I wish I could turn back time and keep myself from meeting him. I wish instead I would've fallen for you." 

"You do?" Matt's eyes wide in shock. "Why?"

"Matthew, you actually care about me. You ran all the way out here to find me to comfort me." A smile creeps to my lips. "I never stopped to see how lucky I have been to have you in my life."

"If Al has the gull to break your heart, then I want to try to fix it." He asks and lifts my chin to look at him. "Would you allow me to escort you to Homecoming? I want you to forget about Al and just smile."

"Yes!" You say and hug him. We both pull back and there was a brief moment where we just stared into each others eyes, before he kisses me gently on the forehead.

"I love you (Name), and I promise I never hurt you like he did." He looks me dead in the eyes and whispers softly.




        My flowing lilac gown sways with each steps as I follow the beat of the music. Arms wrapped loosely around Matthew's neck, his hands rest lightly on my waist and draws me closer. His hair is pulled back neatly in a small ponytail, and his smile is never ending. We never break eye contact, the connection almost magical. The last few days have been perfection. The perks of dating my best friend never cease to fail me. The sweet conversations filled with inside jokes and his ability to make me smile no matter what are just a fraction of the glory.

"Hey, (Name)!" Alfred stomps towards us, his face is red and recalling the few fights we've had, I can tell he's fuming.

"What do you want, Alfred?" I snap, planting yourself firmly to the ground. There is no way I'm letting him ruin this night.

"Thanks to you everyone in the school hates me now!" He yells. "No one even notices me anymore, and when they do I get called a villain!" I open my mouth to respond, but Matt gets between the two of us, looking Alfred right in the eyes.

"Al, you need to leave her alone, now." Matt stares him down. "You've already hurt (Name) enough. Don't take tonight away from her too."

"Why? What will you do if I don't?" Alfred chests up and shoves an accusatory finger in Matt's face. "You can't eve-" Matt's fist makes contact with Alfred's face and he falls to the ground. I stand in shock and awe as Matt turns to me, arms drawing me to his body lightly. His hand rests comfortably on the small of my back.

"Are you okay?" He asks in a soothing voice. 

"Yeah. Surprised, but relieved. Matt, thank you!" I bury your face into his chest. 

"Don't worry, I would never let him hurt you anymore." He kisses your head lightly. "I love you, (Name)."

"I love you too."





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