Secret Lovers Ch. 5

My week went by pretty routine. I was thankful for that. Also, my student councilor had a cold so I won’t have to meet him until next Monday…I just hope that all is forgotten before then. Allan and I grew closer, rapidly, we knew so much about each other…and found we had a lot in common. We planned to meet on Saturday at his place, his brothers would be out of the house until midnight, and true to his words, Matt hadn’t said anything to Oliver or Francois about Allan and I dating. ‘I’ll have to make him some cookies to thank him.’ I thought, ‘Or just buy him a six-pack.’ That thought made me smile as I walked out of school on Friday.

“So you have a hot date this weekend?” Bella asked me as she and Lizzie walked on either side of me.

“Yeah, with my couch and Netflix.” I laughed.

“Aww, you mean Alfie didn’t make a move?” Lizzie asked.

‘Oh he made SEVERAL of those!’ I found myself thinking; he NEVER left me along. I just shook my head.

“Damn, and we thought he’d finally grown the balls with how much you two have been flirting lately.” Bella said.

‘If that’s flirting then I’m the Queen of England.’ I thought with a sigh.

“There’s extra practice this weekend.” I said, “Besides I just don’t feel up to going out this weekend, I think I’ve mentioned it several times over the week…”

Bella and Lizzie squealed, “Oh gosh! He doesn’t want to bother you! That’s so cute!” Bella said.

I rolled my eyes, “I wouldn’t say yes even if he did ask me out.” I said.

“Oh please!” Lizzie laughed, “You’re just being shy!”

“I don’t wanna date him.” I said.

“You’re not ready to admit it!” Bella said, “Don’t worry, we’ve got your back.”

‘Yeah right!’ I thought as we parted ways, ‘You just want me to fuck the jock because HE wants me! Not that I want him!’ I was grumbling to myself as I made my way to my house. I was in such a foul mood. But, I got a very pleasant surprise when Allan texted me.

‘Al: Don’t worry babe, I’ve got your back!’

‘Me: I believe you over them!’

‘Al: Of course. Besides, from here I get to look at that sweet ass!’

‘Me: Pervert!’

‘Al: Hey! I’m not the one who wanted to ride me!’

My face was on fire.

‘Me: Shut up! I was teasing you!’

‘Al: And I liked it!’

He always knew just how to turn my day around. He wanted to make me smile, I could tell, the way his ruby eyes shone behind his glasses when he looked at me, the real smile on his lips and the way he purred out my name. I flushed darkly at the memory of his kisses and how he swore to protect me. I adored this adorable protective side to him.

Me: Al…I just wanted to say...

I stopped texting, I couldn’t say that yet…even if I felt it. I finished that text in a less scandalous way.

‘Me: Al…I just wanted to say thank you for being such a great guy to me.’

I knew that it sounded really cheesy, but I meant it. Sometimes clichés are clichés for a reason, because they are truthful all too often.

‘Al: You’re welcome babe. And thank you for being an amazing girl doll face.’

Even him calling me “doll face” didn’t bother me, in fact it made me blush. Usually a nickname like that would be offensive or derogatory in my eyes, but from him…it wasn’t…I could feel he didn’t mean it that way. I never thought I’d have a thing for the bad boy attitude, but I do! The idea of dating Allan, a 2P, the most taboo of boys to date at Hetalia High…it just lit a fire in me; a fire that his little teasing messages and flirty winks fanned the flames of. And not to mention how his sexy kisses seemed to pour gas on it, making me feel like my heart was going to explode. Was this love? I didn’t know…but it felt like it…I wouldn’t say it yet, it has only been a week together, a bit too soon to be truly sure.

I sighed happily as I walked into my house, “What A week!” I flopped onto my couch and smiled, “He’s perfect!”


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It was later Friday night and I was in my living room eating dinner when my cell phone chimed a text message. I smiled in anticipation, hopefully it was another text from Allan. I picked up my phone and frowned. It was a text from and American alright, but NOT the one I wanted to hear from.

‘Alfred: Hey cutie! Look, Bella and Lizzie talked to me and explained how you three talked about you being alone this weekend. If I’d known that I’d have asked you out sooner and postponed practice until Sunday. It’s too late for that now, but just know that I’ll be thinking of you every night this weekend. ’

I had to shudder, if that meant what I thought it did…I was going to be sick. I didn’t answer hoping he would get the hint. My good mood now ruined, I texted Allan.

‘Me: Hey Al, it’s me, sorry, I know it’s late, but Alfred just texted me and ruined my mood…care to cheer me up?’

The response was exactly what I needed, it was a picture of him lying in his bed in a white exercise tank with a sexy smirk on his face. I blushed, damn his chest muscles were just rippling in that top. And I saw a tattoo peeking out on his chest.

‘Al: That help Doll? ’

‘Me: That’s just what I needed sexy~ I didn’t know you had a tattoo.’

‘Al: Yep. Maybe one day you’ll see all of it~ ’

‘Me: I look forward to it. ’

‘Al: So what are you wearing right now hot stuff?’

I thought for a moment I was in an oversized Nirvana t-shirt and black fleece pants printed with smiley faces, my hair was up in a messy bun. I took a quick picture while sticking my tongue out and sent it to him.

‘Me: Not the kind of pic you were expecting? Am I still sexy? ’

I was giggling as I sent it to him. His reply was suave as hell.

‘Al: You could be on the third day of a bad flu and you’d still be sexy to me~’

‘Me: Damn you know just what to say!’

He was so freaking sexy and sweet, suave, just perfect for me. He had no idea how hot a kiss he was going to get.


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Saturday morning I woke up early. I wanted to get in an early morning run, my gym partner was Ludwig the nation of Germany and he was a true hard ass. I’m not the most athletic, but I wanted to at least hold my own. So I changed into my at home workout gear, turned my TV on and hopped on my treadmill. I never said I was running outside. I turned the TV to my DVR and put on the talk show I recorded, (Fave Day Time Talk Show), since I was at school and couldn’t watch it in the mornings. I set my timer and started my treadmill and began my run.

Thirty minutes later I was sore, but happy with my progress. I got off my treadmill and went in to take a shower. I wanted to be at my best and wide awake when I went to hang with Allan. I suddenly realized something. How was I supposed to meet him without being seen?! When I got out of the shower I sent him a text. I didn’t expect him to text back for a while so I went back to watching (Talk Show) in the living room.

I was right to not expect my answer right after I sent it, but only an hour later…that was a shock.

‘Al: I’ll be at the back entrance of the café in town in forty. Be there ASAP.’

‘Me: Will do.’

I jumped up and rushed to get dressed. A simple black tank with some denim shorts. Add some black boots and my simple outfit was complete. He would like this. I was sure. I had black and purple knee socks on and put on a purple vest and set out for the café. I wondered what we would be doing today. I hoped it wouldn’t be too strenuous, I’d worked myself extra hard that morning with an extra-long run.


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A short half hour later I arrived at the café and decided to surprise Allan. I bought a few slices of coffee cake as well as two large white chocolate hot cocos and bottle of water for myself. I downed the water and headed out the back unnoticed. Right as I got outside. I saw Allan drive up. I grinned brightly. He opened the door for me from the inside and I carefully hopped in.

“Hey Al, I bought breakfast for us.” I said with a wide smile.

“Wow thanks babe~” he said and pecked my cheek.

“So any big plans for us?” I asked curious.

“Just hanging out…first base…” he teased.

“Oh hush!” I giggled.

It didn’t take too long for us to arrive, but maybe that was because I was too focused on how hot Allan looked in those tight black jeans. He led me inside and flopped down onto the couch. I sat beside him and handed him a slice of coffee cake and his hot coco. I smiled sweetly at him.

“I chose something simple.” I said.

“It’s fine, I like coffee cake.” He said and took a big bite, crumbs gathering on his lips.

I giggled and said, “You got some crumbs on your lips…” I kissed him sweetly.

He chuckled and kissed back gripping my cheek. I licked his lower lip and he chuckled and opened his mouth. I blushed, I was too shy to keep going with my initial action, so he kindly took the initiative and slipped his tongue into my mouth making me moan softly. I didn’t know how, but everything that Allan did drove me mad with desire and want for him. He cupped my cheek and I set my hands on his shoulders. He lowered his hands to grip my waist and I wrapped my arms around his neck as we deepened out kiss. He began to lift me into his lap and I stopped him.

“What’s wrong?” He asked worried he’d upset me.

I reached down and took my boots off, “Oliver lives here…I’m not scuffing his furniture.” I laughed and after they were off I moved myself into his lap and traced his jaw with my finger, “Now…where were we?”

He chuckled darkly and said, “Well, I was about to do this~”

With that he attacked my neck with kisses and nips making me giggle wildly. I dug my hands into his hair and squealed his name as he managed to find my soft spot and squeeze my hips at the same time.

“Well…now I see why you were trying to keep us away Matt.” A lazy French accent said from the entryway.

I screeched out in shock as my eyes shot open and shoved myself off of Allan and fell onto the floor. I stared up in fear at Matt, Oliver, and Francois. We had been caught. I was in trouble now!