EnglandXReader Falling For Him Chapter 2

"What the bloody hell am I supposed to do!" England shouted as his head lay on the bar table, a drink in his hand. "I'm not sure dude; your story sounds a little impossible." America said from his place next to him. "I know it sounds bloody impossible but it's true! It has to be her, it has to be!" England said as he sat up and stared into his cup. "I remember the way her eyes use to sparkle whenever she smiled." He murmured. "The way she would smile for me was wonderful; I use to wish I could see her smile one last time." He spoke softly as tears began to form in his eyes. "Why did she have to leave me?" He whispered as he started to sob. America patted his back, "dude you've gotta calm down!" He told him and thought for a quick second. "If she is who you think she is then you just have to make her fall in love with you again and remember!" America told him, making it seem like the simplest solution. England stopped sobbing and looked at America. "T-that's brilliant! I'll make her love me again! I'll have her fall in love with me all over again!" With that the drunktard took off and ran out of the bar leaving America behind.

{Later the next day}


"Mr. Kirkland?" (f/n) said as she knocked and entered office. England had his head down on his desk, he had a horrible hangover and he just wanted to sleep. He groggily looked up at her. "Oh come in (f/n)." He said trying to get himself put together. "Mr. Churchill wanted me to give you these battle plans." She told him and laid them on his desk. "Ah, yes thank you." England said smiling up at her. "Eh, wait." He said suddenly as she turned around and started to walk out the door. "Yes?" (f/n) said and turned to look at England. "Have we met before?" England asked her. "Do I seem familiar to you in anyway?" (f/n) stared at him for a few moments a bit confused and just smiled. "I just met you yesterday, but you did seem a bit familiar." She admitted. "Your eyes and your eyebrows are the most familiar to me." She said giggling slightly. "Why the sudden question?" She asked him smiling, England just smiled back. "No reason." He told her in a sweet voice. (f/n) then walked out of the room with a smile on her face. "It really is her." England whispered once she had left the room.


{Even later}



"I know what I'm going to do!" England said as he sat with America in the office discussing the newest plans thought up on both sides. "What?" America asked him. "I'm going to win her heart the only way I know how, I'm going to recreate the day she told me about the moth story!" England said excitedly. "The moth story?" America said in confused voice. "It's the story she told me that made me really start to like her." England said with a sigh and looked down at the desk. "I miss her so much." England said as memories of her began to flash through his mind. "You know I never really met her, you know." America told England. "You would like her." England told him. "She had the prettiest (h/l)(h/c) hair, the brightest (e/c) eyes that would sparkle when she smiled. Her voice was beautiful to me, and her laugh; I loved to listen to it."  England chuckled at a few of the memories a smile plastered on his face. "She was sweet and kind, she also a fighter and stood up for herself." He added. "She sounds like the perfect girl." America responded he was happy to see England smile like that again; England hadn't smiled like that in front of him since America was a little kid. "I'm glad you found someone that makes you smile like that, and like the hero I am I will help you win her back!" America said smiling, while England just looked up at America and smiled. "Thank you America." England was going to when her back, get her to remember her past life, if it was the last thing that he would ever do.