AmericaXReader: Yours to hold

AmericaXReader
Yours to hold

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I see you standing there,
But you're so far away.
Starving for your attention,
You don't even know my name.
You're going through so much,
But I know that I,
Could be the one to hold you.

     You stood at your locker grabbing the books you would need for that nights homework, and boy was there a lot of it. Zipping up your backpack, you closed your locker and swung your bag onto your back, almost toppling backwards due to the extra weight.
     "Whoa! Careful there (name)." a cheery voice said behind you. You turned your head to see your best friend Elizabeth.
     "Hey Eliz!" You greeted her with a smile. You adjusted your bag on your shoulders.
     "Hey, Roderich and I were going to see (insert movie title here) later tonight. Do you wanna come with us?" Elizabeth asked. Lately Elizabeth and Roderich had wanted to be more than just friends and you always felt like a third wheel around them. You loved them both very much; you just didn't want to spend an awkward evening with them.
     "No I think I'll pass this time Eliz." You said shaking your head. "I've got a ton of homework to do tonight." It was Friday, you could have done it later, but you didn't really want to.
     "Oh, okay. I understand." She said looking a little disappointed. Just then there was a big commotion coming from down the hall. You peeked around Elizabeth to see what the source of all the noise was. Alfred Jones, the star football player and the hottest guy in school was coming up the hall, surrounded by his usual entourage of team mates and adoring fan girls. Your eyes lingered on him as he made with way to the senior commons. His group sat down and watched him act out one of the many saves he made in the latest game. Everyone cheered and laughed as he entertained them. You would have given anything to be over there with them. You had had a crush on Alfred ever since freshmen year, but never bucked up the courage to talk to him. Sure the two of you had had classes together, but you doubted you shared an actual conversation with him. 'He's so damn perfect.' You thought as you looked at him taking in his blonde hair with the curl the never stayed down, his blue eyes that always sparkled so happily from behind his glasses, his loud and obnoxious laugh that you loved so much.
     "I don't get why the fawn all over him." Elizabeth voice cut through your thoughts bring you back down to Earth. "He's almost as bad as that "Bad Touch Trio" gang." She was glaring over at Alfred. You knew that she couldn't stand jocks.
     "No he's not. Sure he may be a bit of a moron, but he doesn't do anything to hurt anyone like they do." You said defending Alfred. He wasn't anything like the bullies that had made your life a living hell lately. Elizabeth shrugged.
     "Anyway, I gotta go. I supposed to meet Rodarich for coffee before we go to the movie." She said.
     "Yeah, see you around. Have a fun time tonight." You said smiling to her as she left. You stayed at your locker for a moment watch Alfred again. You thought you saw him glance your way. You blushed and looked away, unable to meet his eyes. Shaking your head you headed off towards the student parking lot. 'Why would he waste his time looking at me?' you thought as you walked. 'He's so perfect, and I'm just a nobody.' You took a short cut down the English hall when a voice behind you made you freeze.
     "Where do you think you're going Mon Cher?"

I see you walking by,
Your hair always hiding your face.
I wonder why you've been hurting.
I wish I had some way to say,
You're going through so much,
Don't you know that I,
Could be the one to hold you?

     Alfred looked up and saw that (name) was standing by her locker talking to Elizabeth. He couldn't help but smile. She looked so pretty, just like she always did. He really wanted to go over and talk to her, but couldn't. It was strange, he could talk to any girl but (name). He just couldn't think straight when she was around.
     Elizabeth left leaving (name) standing by her locker. 'Maybe I should go and talk to her…' Alfred thought mustering up all of his courage, and was about to get up to go over to her, when she looked at him. Seeing that he was looking at her, she blushed and walked off towards the student parking lot shaking her head. Alfred frowned slightly wishing that (name) would have stayed. He really did want to talk to her.
     "Al, what's wrong?" someone asked. Alfred shook his head. He didn't realize that he had been staring at (name) for a few minutes now.
     "Oh nothing. I guess I was just zoning out again." He said watching down the hall where (name) had gone. Francis, Gilbert and Antonio were following her down the hall looking move devious than usual. Alfred's eyes narrowed. 'I've got a bad feeling about what they're up too…' he grabbed his backpack and swung it on his back. "Hey I'm gonna split. See you later guys." He said to his group.
     "Ah no Alfy! Don't go!" one of the girls pouted.
     "No really, I've got some things to take care of. Have a nice weekend." He said starting to go down the hall.
     "You too bro!" One of his team mates said. Alfred waved goodbye to his friends and walked off looking for "The Bad Touch Trio." He really didn't like those guys. They were always causing trouble and picking on people. Lately he had noticed that they had been targeting (name), and that made him mad. 'Why would they want to pick on such a pretty girl?' he thought. The school was mostly empty now, so it wouldn't be too hard from him to find them. Passing the entrance to the English hall, Alfred heard voices and laughter coming from the end of the hall. He looked down the hall and saw Gilbert dumping (name's) back pack on the ground while Antonio stood there laughing. Francis had hold of (name's) arms and was pushing her up against the wall. Alfred clenched his hands into fists and stormed down the hall.

I'm stretching but you're just out of reach.
You should know,
I'm ready when you're ready for me.
And I'm waiting for the right time,
For the day I catch your eye,
To let you know,
That I'm yours to hold.

     Gilbert grabbed your back pack and dragged you down the hall. 'Not again…' you thought and wiggled out of the straps.
     "You want it, take it! I don't care! Just leave me alone!" You said and tried to make a run for it. Francis caught your arm and pulled you back.
     "We're not done yet." He said. Gilbert unzipped your bag and dumped it out. All of your books and paper fell out on to the floor. Antonio kicked them around a bit.
     "Guys, this isn't funny. Knock it off." You said trying to pull your arm out of Francis's grip. They all laughed at you. Francis pushed you up against the wall.
     "We'll stop, for a kiss." He said grinning at you, his face inches from yours. The thought of kissing this guy almost made you want to throw up. You pushed his face away with your hand.
     "No way! Get away from me!" you said.
     "Hey!" an angry voice called from down the hall. You looked up and to your surprise you saw Alfred coming down the hall glaring at Francis. "I do believe she said to leave her alone."
     "Get outta here Jones; this has nothing to do with you." Antonio said.
     "Yeah, you're not nearly awesome enough to be involved with this." Gilbert added. Alfred glared at him. He dropped your bad and both he and Antonio backed away at the look in his eyes.
     "Let her go if you know what's good for you." Alfred warned. Francis let you go and backed away his hands in the air.
     "Calm down Mon Amie, there's no need to get so worked up over this." He said.
     "C'mon amigos, this chica isn't worth it." Antonio said pushing past Alfred. The other two followed behind him leaving you and Alfred alone in the hall. You sighed and slid down the wall burring your face in your hands.
     "Hey, are you alright (name)?" Alfred asked. 'He knows my name?' you thought. You felt something wrap around your shoulders. You looked up and saw that Alfred had sat down next to you and had wrapped his arm over your shoulders. You blushed.
     "Y-yeah. I-I'm fine. Just a-a little shaken. T-that's all." You stuttered. 'Dammit! The first time he talks to me, and all I can do is stutter.' You crawled over to your back pack and started putting your books and papers away. You went to grab one of the papers and met Alfred's hand. He was trying to help you get cleaned up. You blushed and moved your hand away. He picked up the paper and handed it to you. "T-thanks." You said giving him a shy smile. He grinned at you.
     "No problem." He said warmly. You finished packing up your bag and he got to his feet offering you a hand to help you to your feet. You took it and blushed even more. "You shouldn't let those guys push you around like that."
     "I don't know what's with them." You said shaking your head, "I haven't done anything to them."
     "They're bullies, that's just what they do. Although I bet they won't do anything to you anymore." Alfred said.
     "Thanks for what you did." You said shyly looking down at your feet.
     "I couldn't stand by and let them do that to a pretty girl like you." He said. You blushed even more. 'Did he just call me pretty?' Alfred laughed.
     "What?" you asked looking at him really confused.
     "It's just that we've been in the same class for years, and this is the first conversation we've had." He said looking at you, his blue eyes piercing you (color) ones.
     "Yeah that is kinda funny." You giggled. You looked at each other for a long moment.
     "Would you like to go see a movie later?" he asked you.
     "Umm, sure." You said feeling your heart flutter in your chest.
     "Great! I'll pick you up 'round seven." You pulled out a scratch sheet of paper and wrote your address on it and handed it to Alfred. He took it then gave you a quick kiss on the cheek. "I'll see you later." He said then turned and left. You slowly lifted your hand and touched the spot he had kissed. 'Pinch me, I must be dreaming.' You thought.

Every single day,
I find it hard to say,
I could be yours alone. (Yours alone)
You will see someday,
That all along the way,
I was yours to hold.
I was yours to hold.