Bede czekac...Będę czekać...More Like This
Będę czekać gdy będzie padał deszcz a ty będziesz się spóźniać. W deszczu świat wydaje się piękniejszy.
Będę czekać gdy przyjdziesz do mnie i będziesz płakać, poczekam a potem mocno cię przytulę. Bo słowa nie są potrzebne.
Będę czekać gdy się rozchorujesz i po raz kolejny przełożymy spotkanie. Wyglądasz uroczo gdy masz katar.
Będę czekać gdy pokłócimy się i odejdziesz w gniewie. Sumienie nie pozwoli na to i pogodzimy się.
Będę czekać nawet jeżeli wyjedziesz gdzieś daleko i nie wrócisz przez wiele lat. Bo kiedyś w końcu wrócisz.
A jeśli kiedyś odejdziesz z tego świata... poczekaj na mnie. Dołączę do ciebie.
Germanchild X Germany Chapter 15More Like This
(Name) waited outside Ludwig’s office staring at Melissa who was trying not to look too shocked. She knocked, there was a pause and Ludwig replied
“Come in” his voice was cold, not what any of them wanted. The two girls shuffled into Ludwig’s office where he was staring at his cup of coffee. “Sit down” he said quietly. He looked up as they sat down. H turned to Melissa.
“I would appreciate it if you told me why this was in your bag” he said quietly taking out the inhaler. There was a silence.
"I- I don't know" Melissa stammered "I must have been framed" she added, her voice getting higher.
"Well well see what (Name) has to say about that" Ludwig said, ice dripping off each word. He turned to (Name) "What do you you think (Name)?" he asked
"she framed me!" Melissa interrupted.
"Please...don't interrupt me Melissa" Ludwig said not looking towards her
Nyo!England x Baby!Reader x France Prat 3I opened my eyes in the morning. Francis had his arm around my waist as usual, or he had it as good as it went around my waist. It had agreed to six months since I became pregnant. Slowly I moved Francis's arm and got dressed. Slowly so I didn't wake Francis went to our daughter's future room. The walls had been painted (f/c) with white furniture. After a while I went down to the kitchen and made some waffles. (A/N: No, they didn't burn or anything.) When the waffles were ready so I made some coffee for me and Francis. Given these six months, either we had grown closer together, but we are arguing still. "Good morning, mon amour." Said Francis and put his arms around my waist. "Good morning." Me and Francis sat at the table and began to eat the waffles. "(name)." I said absolutely no reason. Francis looked up at me. "What do you mean by (name)?" "I want our daughter to be called (name), if that's okay with you." Francis smiled at me. "Of course she'll name (Name), mon amour." He said aMore Like This
Family- BTT x Child!ReaderMore Like This
"_____" means your name, (h/c) is hair color, (h/l) is hair length.
I DO NOT OWN HETALIA, THIS PICTURE, OR YOU.
I plop down in bed with a long sigh. The throbbing pain in my side was killing me! And I still can't breath as easy and usual. Why on earth is running so hard?! At least I can keep a good core and legs. That's a good thing, right?
I guess so.
Now I know you may be wondering, "Why are you running?" I ask the same thing all the time, I don't even know why.
I roll onto my stomach and pick up the green composition notebook I have propped beneath my pillow so no one can get it. This book has been with me for...two weeks now and I've been writing in it for this little amount of time, but it's half full now.
Oh...how was my day today?
I was chased around by an angry mob of bees for falling in a meadow of daisies. Which sheer they just so happen to be pollinating flowers. Whee! How fun was that?
Please note my sarcasm.
The stings are killing me since like...twen