Prussia x reader ~We'll do it~

Little Big High School Part 6 [links to other parts below]

A/N: This is all typed by using my phone, so I don't know how well it may or may not turn out.

~*~

Moods.

I was currently in one. A pretty bad one, if I say so myself.

Last Friday had been one hell of a roller coaster for my emotions. After the taxi finally arrived, I had promptly sat down, told the driver where to go, and proceeded to slowly break down by shedding a few tears. Which is something. For me, at least.

What had made matters worse was the awkward way the driver had offered to pummel whoever did this to me. Which in turn simply reminded me that he hadn't actually done anything wrong, just that something had indeed happened.

So I proceeded to cry harder.

When I had finally arrived home, I was fully sober again, and incredibly irritated with myself. At least I hadn't drunken much.

When my parents saw me, they were understandably concerned.

Let's just say my parents weren't expecting their daughter to come home with tear stains, from what everyone had been expecting to be a wonderful night.

I had merely told them that I had a killer headache and that no, it was no one's fault.

Anyway, it's been a full week since then, and I am currently laying in bed with an arm draped over my face.

I let out an exhausted sigh.

The fact was that I would have to get over my developing feelings towards Prussia. Some might argue that because he kissed me, he must be interested in me.

But that isn't necessarily the case.

Prussia is a playboy. He toys with the emotions of others. He even did it to Hungary, who he had been good friends with for a long time.

Sure, Prussia and I had become friends for a while, but what kind of a friend just kisses you when they know that you wouldn't like it?

Well. I had liked it. But that's besides the point.

He couldn't have known that I liked him. So my conclusion at this point is that he knew I wouldn't cave in and date him, thus tricked me into kissing him.

Yeah. Something like that.

I know the logical and rational thing to do is to just confront the bastard and ask him. But unfortunately I hadn't had the chance to last week.

The past Monday was fairly normal. Besides the fact that I was incredibly nervous for most of the day.

I hadn't been sure on how I was going to react to seeing Prussia after our kiss, and I was still incredibly confused about the whole ordeal.

I needn't have worried though. I didn't see him that day. Nor the next day, nor the one after that.

By the time it was Thursday, I had managed to calm my turbulent emotions.

I couldn't get rid of my feelings easily, and I knew that. Of course it would take time. I just hoped I wouldn't end up falling for him.

There are reasons for that.

As there had been a reason I was so antagonistic towards Prussia when we met. I had just wanted a peaceful time in high school, what with recently being separated from my old friends back home.

So, being antagonistic towards Prussia was my defence mechanism against his attempts to get me. It sort of worked, since he dropped the charm and returned the antagonism.

I've always found him attractive, though. But I knew how boys like him behaved, and I didn't want to put myself through the pain and humiliation.

Then I had had the great idea to befriend him. That, too, had worked. For a while. It backfired in the sense that I got to know him as a person, which just added to the natural attraction I felt for him. All of this causing me to have more than platonic thoughts about him.

Then there was the Masquerade. I had just realized my developing feelings, and that very night he kissed me.


My feelings didn't change my opinion of him. I still wasn't going to risk dating a playboy, and during the days that Prussia had been absent, I had ample time to convince myself that this was for the best.

So, Thursday.

That was the day I finally saw him. It had been almost a week, and of course I was curious as to why he had missed so many days of classes.

But as I observed him from a distance, he looked exactly as he always did.

He was grinning with his friends, and when one of them moved slightly to the left, I noticed Sally standing right next to him. One of Prussia's arms was draped around her shoulders, and a knowing smile was on her face.

It had been that moment that I felt my stomache plummet, though outwardly I merely blinked. Once, twice, then turned my back on the group conversing at the end if the hallway by the lockers.

That, right there, had been enough proof to confirm my suspicions. Any amount of hope I might have harboured just went down the drain.

If he was getting cozy with Sally, he couldn't be thinking about me.

The following Friday -today- was absolutely ordinary. That's what it would seem like to anyone else. Normal. Normal classes, normal amount of gossip, even the weather was normal.

But on the inside, I felt anything but.

I really disliked that my thoughts had turned so melodramatic.

Oh, well.

I let out a sigh and removed my arm from its perch over my face. That was why I was currently in a sour mood.

Next Monday would be yet another day of normalcy. That's what I had wanted from the start, right?

~*~

"Do you really think that's going to be a good idea? The last time I went to any form of a party it didn't really end well for me", I said with a shudder for effect.

"Well, now you know not to drink too much", Hungary pointed her fork at me with a raised brow, before resuming with her lunch.

I felt a slight pang of guilt at that, but managed to keep it from showing. I had told my friends that the reason I had left so early from the Masquerade a month ago was because I had drunken too much and as a result felt too sick to dance.

Luckily, Prussia hadn't spread any rumours on what actually happened...

I let out a strained chuckle -at least, it sounded that way to my ears- and rolled my eyes.

"Fine, fine. I'll be more responsible next time. By the way, do you know if we have to bring gifts?" I raised a brow questioningly.

Hungary frowned in thought for a while.

"Hmm... I don't think so. There'll be too much of a hassle otherwise", Hungary shrugged. Then, as if a light just flashed behind her eyes, "I can't believe it's going to be at Austria's place! I haven't really seen where he's been staying since we all moved here to go to high school, and I can't wait to snoop!". Hungary noticed my expression, which was not impressed.

"Oh, I mean... I can't wait to spread Christmas cheer! And... to observe the decorations", Hungary amended sheepishly.

Not that I particularly cared about the snooping around, more so I thought that maybe she shouldn't vocalise her plans quite so loudly in the cafeteria.

I smiled at her, and she returned it.

Christmas was just a few weeks away, and the news that there was going to be a Christmas party hosted by the countries for any of the students who wanted to come, had spread rapidly.

My initial thought was that Prussia was most likely going to be there, so I shouldn't go. I hadn't really seen him around that much, except for when we shared classes.

Anytime I see him in the halls, he's either alone, with the rest of the Bad Touch Trio, or with some girl under his arm.

I haven't really seen Sally around that much, but she's occasionally one of the girls with Prussia, so I assume all is well with her.

Life really does move on, even when something that feels significant happens. It may not have been in the grand scheme of things, but it was to me.

Even though it's been over a month, I still like him. There has been progress, though.

I barely feel a flicker of butterflies anymore when he's around.

Which is why I deemed it safe enough to go to the party after all. Plus, Hungary really wants me to go, and I'm not going to let petty feelings get in my way.

~*~

I happened to be walking down the hall on my way to my music lesson, when something odd happened.

The loudspeakers strewn about the school -usually used for announcements for assemblies- announced that I was requested to go to the Principal's office.

What came to mind was that I had done something wrong, but that thought was dismissed as soon as it came. I knew I hadn't done anything wrong. Then it also occured to me that the whole school knew that I had been called to the Principal's office.

I groaned and rested my face against the wall nearest to me.

After a while of contemplation I peeled my face off the wall and traversed the winding halls leading to the Principal's office.

Once I was there, I encountered yet another surprise.

Prussia.

He looked up to see what was the disturbance, and consequently our eyes locked.

I felt as if an electrical current just swept through me, and I wasn't entirely sure if it felt pleasant or not. It had been a long time since we locked gazes.

He looked away almost immediately and resumed his bored stance against the wall. I kept my expression stoic and walked over to the large desk located in the room. It seemed the Principal has yet to arrive.

After a few awkward, silent minutes -on my part, at least- the Principal finally stepped into the office like a gust of fresh air.

"I apologise for my tardiness, I had a few errands to take care of", the Principal gestured at the two empty chairs located at the front of her desk, "Please, take a seat".

Not knowing if Prussia was going to do the same, I squared my shoulders and sat down in one of the chairs.

After a moment of hesitation, it seemed Prussia decided to do so as well.

The Principal -a woman in her mid thirties- gave us both a bright smile.

"I am sure both of you are quite curious as to why you are here. Well, you see, I heard that you two were among the best in the dance club, which already is quite small, and I thought to seize the opportunity", at our blank stares, the Principal elaborated.

"Due to this being the last Christmas concert our school will be holding with the countries, it would be fitting to have a dance piece included. It wasn't really possible before, with most of the other students taking other extra curriculars and subjects, especially a lot of the female students doing so. Or then, a lot of them weren't apparently at the required level", the Principal gave us each a level look.

"Now that I've been told about the potential of our little dance club from various teachers and students, I find this to be a splendid opportunity. The piece I wish you to choreograph will be ballroom mixed with a little contemporary", the Principal finished with a twinkle in her eyes.

My mind was reeling.

There was no way I was going to dance with Prussia in front of the whole school.

Also, ballroom pieces are too intimate. We would also have to spend a lot of time rehearsing together, what with the concert being only three weeks from now.

Gah!

I opened my mouth, and was about to politely decline such an honourable position, when I heard, "We'll do it", from the chair next to me.

I shut my mouth with an audible snap and turned to look at Prussia incredulously. What was he thinking?

He met my gaze coolly, not a smirk in sight, then nodded his head at the Principal before standing up and leaving.

What was up with him?

What would he get out of this anyway? More popularity? That could very well be the case, which would annoy me greatly.

The Principal blinked at the closed door, then smiled at me.

"That's great! I look forward to seeing your performance, as I find watching dances to be incredibly satisfying. I also sense a tension between you two, which translates well on the dance floor", she then gestured towards the door as a manner of parting.

As I walked back to class, I felt like I was in a daze. It looked like I would never be able to get rid of Prussia or my feelings for him, by the way things like this kept happening.