Prussia x Reader Take me back

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Author's note:
This contains a lot of fail so read at your own risk. Also there's cussing courtesy of Prussia.
Human names are used.
Key:
___/[Name]- Mentally put your name in
e/c- Eye color

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You glance up at the clock. 12:13 a.m. Letting out a long tiresome sigh, he was late again. He's probably on his way. You've been telling yourself that for the last four hours waiting for your boyfriend to come. You look down at the glass of whiskey in your hands; this would be your fourth cup. But you were use to this, he always came late or always stood you up. Yes, your boyfriend was the infamous Gilbert Beillschmidt. He had promised you that this time he would be on time and actually show up sober. But, of course he broke his promise. It won't be the first time and certainly not the last.  Well to hell with him! You mentally cheer to yourself as you chug the half full cup of whiskey. You lightly drop the cup back onto the table and motion for the bartender to fill it up again.

The bartender was a slightly taller man than you and had messy, bed-head blond hair and forest green eyes. He spoke with a British accent. He was one of your good friends, Arthur Kirkland. "Love, it's been four hours now. And you've drank quite a bit already. Why don't you go home?" he asked, his forest green eyes filled with concern for you. You stare at him and bite your bottom lip. Even though you've drank four cups of whiskey, you were still sober. It always took a lot of alcohol to get you drunk. And you were still waiting for Gilbert to come. Even though he had kept you waiting for four hours, you were determined that he would show up.  "Still sober here, Arthur. How about this I'll wait for one more hour and if he doesn't show up than I'll leave." I said.

"If you say so, but just so we are clear you are not walking home, ___." He said as he poured you another round. "Mmmhmm!" you hummed loudly and started chugging the whiskey. He shakes his head and goes off to take another person's order. You set your glass down and start at it. God did you miss Gilbert right now. I know I'll call him! Yeah! You think to yourself and dig through your purse for your phone. After you found it, you punched in his number and waited for it to ring. But inside the bar had horrible service. You were going to have to go outside, so you place the money for your drinks under your cup and went outside.
You redialed and waited…..

C'mon pick up.

……

Pick up….

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………..

"You've just reached the awesome me! I'm too busy being awesome to pick up right now, so leave a message!"

You sigh and check the time; it was 1:00 a.m…. Well one more drink won't hurt me. You think to yourself. You were at your breaking point. Sure you love him and he's so awesome and all but… He'd made you cry so many times that you're starting to rethink your relationship.  

No, ___! No! Don't doubt him! He probably got caught up in something! Maybe Ludwig needed his help with something!  You mentally slap yourself. But you had to face the fact that he probably wasn't going to show up. Even though Arthur had told you not to walk, you felt like you really needed it.

So you started to walk home in the icy-cold dead of night. Half way home you text Arthur to tell him that you're walking home and was already half way there. He replied quickly nagging you and telling you to sprint home so that no weirdo's tried to harass you. You chuckled a bit at the thought. You were sure you were just fine, that was until you heard the infamous 'ohononononono' laugh.

Oh God… what have I done to piss you off ?! You yell inwardly at yourself as you sprint down the block to get home. But you could hear another person running behind you. Please don't be Francis! Please don't be Francis! Please, please, please! You pleaded in your head. Because if it was Francis and if he was drunk… He'd rape anything with a pulse.

Right when you reached home you slam into the door. And shoved your key into your lock and open the door as fast as you could. Then you jumped passed your threshold and drop kick the door close. You got up to lock your door. You were panting really hard and slumped against your door.  Tears began to fill your e/c eyes. You weren't going to sleep that night and you knew it. Now you were too scared to move at all. You hadn't realized that you had begun to tremble. Never again am I walking alone at midnight…. Never. You silently vow to yourself.

~*~*~*~*~*~*Time skip ~*~*~*~*~*~*~

You blinked. What time was it now? It takes you a moment to realize that you'd been too scared to move so you ended up sleeping in the same place you were yesterday. Your phone was out of batteries and you need a shower. Slowly you stood up and stretched. You made your way upstairs to your room. On the way you found out that it was seven. Once you got into your room, you pull open the curtains to let sunshine waltz into your room. You plugged in your phone and went to go take a nice cold shower to wake yourself up.

~*~*~*~*~*Time skip~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

When you checked your phone again, you had two new texts. One was from your Hungarian friend, Elizabeth, she texted, "Hey ___, where are you? I'm with Gilbert at the Starlight club. Aren't you coming? Gilbert had texted you around one telling you that something had came up and that he was really sorry for being so unawesome to you. You knew that he had actually ditched you to go clubbing with other friends. You let out a long sigh before you hurled your phone across the room shattering it into tiny pieces. You fall onto your bed and cry your eyes out.

Even though you love Elizabeth like a sister, you were always secretly jealous of her. What if he's cheating on me? With Lizzy?!  Gilbert and her always got along and you knew that they had dated each other. But Elizabeth had dumped Gilbert for his cousin Roderich. But still… you were still pretty jealous of her. Before you could start trashing her in your head, you slap yourself. No way, she wouldn't do that. But if Gil had gotten her drunk enough…. NO! She's too faithful to Roderich. You had to get a hold of yourself; she was one of your best friends!  In a time of distress you usually call Elizabeth, but she's probably getting over a hangover or still asleep right now. And you really didn't want to talk with her.

You ended up crying for an hour. Then you came up with your solution. You had to break up with Gilbert, you guys had been dating for a year. And he'd broken your heart so many times it didn't matter.
But really breaking up with him? Yeah I mean yesterday was your anniversary and he'd totally forgotten about it. You sighed and spent the next couple hours deciding whether or not you should break up with him.  
Around eleven you started to get hungry, still thinking you rolled off your bed and landed with your back on the ground. You stare at your ceiling for a good minute before you started to crawl towards the stairs. Sudden you remembered Kiku, your Japanese friend, showing you a video called, "Rolling Girl." And because you weren't thinking straight you rolling yourself in the fetal position and pushed yourself down the stairs. Yep…. Not a good idea.

But it woke up your lagging brain, ten folds. Now you were on your stomach faced down. Your floor felt very comfortable at the moment so you decided to lay there for a while. Soon you dosed off to sleep.

You were having a nice dream until you heard someone pounding on your front door calling your name. You lifted your head to look around. You hadn't anticipated falling asleep on the floor. Rolling over, you sat up and rubbed the sleep from your eyes. Whoever that was pounding on the door hadn't stopped and they started to ring the door bell. This could only be one person.

You open your door to be greeted with a worried looking albino. He was the last person you wanted to see right now. "Hello Gilbert, what's wrong?" you asked with a tired voice. He glomped you and cried out, "Mien gott, ___! Why didn't you pick up your phone?! You had ze awesome me vorried!" You pushed him away from you and stare into his crimson orbs. "I broke it. Why did you need something?" you ask somewhat irritable now. "No, vhy would I need a reason to call you?" he said. You sigh and let all of your stress show. You put your right hand up to cradle you head.

You didn't want to do it. But you had to. He had given you too many heart breaks. And you were sick and tired of it. "Gilbert, we have to talk." I said and looked up at him. "Aren't ve doing that right now?" he asked confused at the tone you were using. You continued to stare into his crimson eyes, soaking up the last of his peaceful presence before this got out of hand.

"Do you remember what yesterday was?" I asked casually. "Yeah, it was the eighth, why? Was there something important yesterday?" he asked. That was the final blow.  You chewed on your bottom lips as tears threaten to fall. "What's wrong? Shit, was it your birthday?!" he asked and with that you kicked him where he breaths. "FUCK!" he screamed and went down holding his vital regions. "Yesterday was our anniversary! But I guess our relationship means nothing to you! I heard from Lizzy that you were out clubbing with her yesterday night! I waited for you for five hours! I was almost raped on my way home! I-I don't even know why I—" you didn't even finish your sentence before you dragged that stupid Prussian out of your house. "Vait! ____! I-I didn't—hey! Listen to me! I swear I was just –" he pleaded with you as you dragged his ass out of your house. You cut him off before he even got to finish, "GILBERT BEILLSCHMIDT, WE ARE OVER! IF I EVER SEE YOUR SORRY PRUSSIAN ASS ON MY PROPERTY AGAIN, I'LL CUT OFF YOUR FIVE METERS AND TELL IVAN THAT YOU WANT TO BE ONE WITH HIM FOREVER!" Then you slammed the door shut.

~*~*~* Gilbert's P.O.V .~*~*~*~*

Shit. Shit. This can't be happening. I sprinted home after hearing what [Name] said. Had our anniversary really been yesterday?! My five meters still stung like hell, but right now [Name] was more important. I kicked open the door and sprinted down to my lair. I almost tripped on my dirty clothes but I made it to the bottom. Gilbird was in his cage and chirped at me as I came into view. "Gilbird!! Please tell me that [Name ] got her dates mixed up and our anniversary is actually today!" I shouted at the little yellow puff ball as I scrabbled around to look for the calendar [Name] had put in my room a couple months ago. Gilbird chirped and jumped up and down.
"Scheiße!!" I screamed and sunk to the floor. "Bruder, was zur Hölle ist los mit dir?!" my baby bruder shouts from upstairs. I didn't answer I just sat there and stared at the floor. I heard my door open and combat boots stomping on the wooden steps. "Bruder, was are you doing?" Ludwig asked as he came down the stairs.

I wasn't crying, I was feeling numb…I don't know why I told him but I did. I told him how I was being such a dummkopf and totally unawesome to [Name]. Even though Ludwig and I don't really talk much he was a great listener.

And when I was finished, I stared at him. I didn't know whether he was listening at all or just nodding his head to get me to shut up. I knew that Ludwig really like [Name] and approved of her.  She wasn't like any other girl I'd dated. She never showed more skin than necessary, she could hold her liquor, she was always sweet and never got mad at me for making her wait… Hell I forgot her birthday the day before her birthday and she still forgave me! She was able to put up with my rants of awesomeness… And she never told me I was annoying like West did…. Fuck, I can feel the tears coming. But no way am I going to cry in front my baby bruder!

"Well, Bruder, you finally did it," Ludwig said bitterly. He moved towards the stairs. "You finally broke the nicest person I ever knew. Gut job bruder." He said before he went up stairs and slam the door behind him.