America x Kirkland!Reader- Do I love him? PT1

You sighed as you heard the yells and arguing in the Allied Forces meeting room. They were always like this....Why did they even have an alliance in the first place? Suddenly, the door shot open by a scolding Englishman and a laughing American, but they stopped almost immediately stopped once they saw you, crossing your arms, leaning against the wall with a fuming face. 

" Oh....hey London..." England said. You scoffed and uncrossed your arms, approaching him. 

" You stupid idiot!! I can't believe you! I waited here, right there, for 35 minutes for you!" You snapped. 

" Don't blame me, blame that bloody git!" England pointed at America who was trying to sneak away. You turned to face him, and your nose crinkled. But secretly in the inside, your face softened. You actually cared about him, but you needed to be strong. 

" Heh heh....sorry.." America scratched the back of his head. You rolled your eyes. 

" W-whatever...." You muttered. You grabbed England's arm and walked out of the building, hoping that no one would see your red face. 

~~__ Time skip brought to you by MY WRITERS' BLOCK __~~

You slumped into the couch, blushing like crazy. 

" 'Ey there lass, anything wrong?" Your older brother, Scotland, asked. You turned your head away and crossed your arms. 

" No! Nothing at all!" 

" You're red...D'ya have a fever?" 

" No! If I did, I wouldn't be out here, git!" 

" Then....you're blushing?" Your face got darker. You stood up in front of him. 

" NO! I AM NOT BLUSHING, YOU BLOODY GIT!!" You fumed. 

" Okay! Okay! Sheesh...I was just wonderin' if there was something botherin' ya." You looked at him surprised, then at the floor. 

" Well....there has been this one problem..." Scotland raised a brow. 

" There is? Well, lass, you can tell yer ol' brother anythin'." Scotland said as he leaned forward to listen better. 

" Well...It's about America...Whenever I see him, I get butterflies in my stomach and my face gets red..." You replied, looking down. Scotland smirked. 

" Seems like somebody's in love, eh?" You looked at him with wide eyes, bigger than a McDonald's restaurant. 

" N-no!! ...maybe..." You muttered. He smirked and laughed. 

" Ye are! Maybe you should tell the little numb-skull how ye feel!" Scotland slung an arm around your shoulder as you tensed up.

" N-no!! J-just shut up Scotland!" You removed his arm from your shoulders. He chuckled at your reaction.

" Alrighty, but yer goin' to have to tell 'im sooner or later." He said, walking upstairs to leave you alone in your thinking space. You thought about it for a moment, then you finally decided.

You were going to tell him tomorrow, when he visits England.