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England X Bullied!Reader: He Does Exist

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     "Look, there she is!"

     "Where's you 'friend' now?"

     "He doesn't exist!"
     
     You hear the other students make fun of you and talk bad about you as you walk through the halls of the school. He does exist! Arthur Kirkland talks to me every day! The others just don't see them. You could describe him perfectly! Huge eyebrows, beautiful emerald eyes, messy blonde hair. . . It could go on!

     He isn't real, they say. Get a life! You can't get a boyfriend with you looking like that, so you just made one yourself! Those arses. 

     Screw them! Who needs their crap?! 

     He is real. . . Right?

( ~~~ <---- That indicates a time skip!) ~~~

      "Do you really believe what they say, [Name]?" a certain British asked you during lunch. You sat in back of the cafeteria, in the corner. . . Which only you and Arthur occupied. 

      "No, of course not," you responded. 

     Silence sat between the two of you.

     ". . . Do you believe I'm real, [Name]?" Arthur asked suddenly.

     "Of course Arthur!"

-----

     You believe me, but you don't believe me enough. 

-----

     "Can you stay right here, love? I need to do something right now," Arthur said when you were switching classes. 

     "Okay, but make it quick!" You said. You were kind of impatient. He nodded and then headed to the bathrooms. 

     "Talking to the air again, huh?" You heard someone snort behind you. Eyebrow twitching at the voice, you turned around. 

     "What do you want this time?" You said quietly. It was [Beyotch Name 1] and her friends. More like loyal followers. . .

     "Oh, what we want?" [BN 1] said. Her followers then slammed you against the lockers behind you and pinned you to in by pushing your shoulders onto it. You flinched, knowing what's going to happen next.

     "We want you to leave this school! No one likes you! Not pretty like us!" [BN 2] said with a smirk.

     You snorted. "Pretty like you guys?" You murmured. "I only see a donkey in a dress. . And a loud one it is. . ." 

     All their eyebrows twitched. [BN 3] yanked your hair. "At least we have boyfriends!" they say and began to hit you.

~~~

     Grumbling, you entered the classroom of the final and last class of the day, English. You felt bruises already forming on your body. You immediately felt the stares of the students who were already seated and then the whispering got more active. 

     "Why are you late, [Name]?" your English teacher growled at you.

     "Fell down the stairs," you whispered and took your seat. 

     "Is something wrong, [Name]?" you heard Arthur ask. You turned you head and saw Arthur sitting in the seat next to you. 

     "No," you say. Arthur showed you a looked that he didn't believe your answer but he nodded and looked back to the front of the classroom.

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     I'm sorry [Name]. When I didn't see you in the hallway, I thought you already went to the classroom. You weren't there, so I tried to go find you but something made me stop me from leaving.

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~~~

     "[Name], I received another call that you were talking to the air again," your mother said seriously when you got home. Dammit, not air! ARTHUR! "I thought I told you that you to stop that already!"

     "I'm not talking to air! I'm talking to a real person!" You shouted. You balled your hands into fists. "He's real. You just don't see him! Only I can!"

     "[NAME]!"

     You ignored her and quickly went to your room. When you did, you shut the door and dived onto you [Favorite Color] bed and screamed into the pillow.

     "THEY JUST DON'T SEE YOU!" You screamed but they were muffled by the pillow.

     "Calm down, love," Arthur said as he watched you screaming in your pillow.

     "But they don't see you Arthur! I don't imagine you! Your there. But with all those people telling me that you don't exist. . . I'm starting to believe them a little."

     Arthur leaned on the wall with crossed arms and didn't say anything.

     "Maybe. . . If I don't talk to you anymore. . . They would stop teasing me and hurting me," you said thoughtfully. You laughed and shook your head.

     "Who am I kidding? I can't do that. . . Can I? No, I wont. . ."

     "Why?" Arthur asked.

     "Huh?" You pulled you head away from the pillow and turned your head to look at Arthur.

     "I . . . don't like seeing you hurt. . . Maybe you should just stop talking to me."

     "NO! I CAN'T! YOU KNOW WHY?! BECAUSE I LOVE YOU!" You screamed at him but then covered your mouth in realization at what you said.

     Arthur's eyes widened. "You. . . love me?" He didn't know that you loved him too.

     He loved you too, secretly, but he just thought it was just one sided. He loved your [Hair Color] hair, [Eye color] eyes that shine. He liked you. No scratch that. He LOVED you.

     ". . . Yeah, I do. . . If you don't. . . I understand. Just leave if you don't," you harshly said.

     Arthur smiled and he walked to you bedside and sat down next to you. "I. . ." He couldn't say it, it was his first time confessing for some one. "Can you look at me, love?"

     You looked at him. The space between you then got closer and then you got pulled into a kiss.

     A good one.

     "I love you, [Name]," he finally confessed as he pulled away.

     "I love you too," you say happily. He did return your feelings.

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     That's all I needed.

-----

~~~

     "Awright, shut your traps! Now, I hate wasting my time, but I'd better introduce this new student," your homeroom teacher shouted. The class quieted down and there where only whispers.

     "A new student? I bet you it's a he."

     "If it is, I hope he's hot!"

     You rolled your eyes at the people who were whispering. You could care less. You rested your elbow on the desk and rested on your hand, looking out the window. When you woke up this morning, you didn't see Arthur around. It kind of worried you. If he disappeared. . . No, that couldn't have happened.

     You then heard footsteps coming outside the door. The door opened. Squeals erupted.

     "Oh my gosh! He's gorgeous!"

     "His eyes! It's beautiful!"

     "QUIET!" the teacher shouted. He waited for the room to calm down before speaking again. "This sad sack's been thrown from the big city like yesterday's garbage. And he's probably as much of a loser here as he was there, so you girls better not get any ideas about hitting on him!"

     Then there were angered whispers about the teacher. Something about the new student not being a loser but instead the homeroom teacher was. Ideas of hitting on him, and so on.

     "Tell 'em your name kid and make it quick."

     "Nice to meet you all. My name is Arthur Kirkland."

     Your eyes widened. Arthur Kirkland? ARTHUR?! You snapped your head to the front of the classroom. Water brimmed at the edge of your eyes.

     It was him. Arthur was there. His messy blonde hair, his emerald eyes. He then turned his head to you. He smiled at you.

     "His accent! I am soo making him my boyfriend!"

     "Not if I get him first!"

     Won't they SHUT UP?!

     "Right. Kirklad you sit next to [Last Name]," the teacher grunted. 

     "Kirkland!" Arthur corrected before nodding and walking to sit on the seat next to you.

     "What?! Why next to her?! The slob?!"

     "SHUT UP! WE'RE STARTING CLASS NOW!"

~~~

     "Hey, my name is Arthur Kirkland," Arthur introduced himself to you once again.

     You rolled your eyes and smirked. "Oh, Arthur, you could stop acting that you don't know me. It's awkward."

     "I know," he said. ". . . Can I ask you something?"

     "Yeah, sure!"

     "Would you like-" he started.

     "Hey Artie! Why are you talking to that loser?!" [BN 1] cried as she approached the two of you with her followers. She took Arthur by the arm. "C'mon, you should hang out with us!" She said and started to drag him away.

     "First of all, don't call . . ." you heard Arthur shout as he was taken away. [BN 2] and [BN 3] stayed behind and glared at you.

     What was Arthur going to say?!

     "Why would Arthur talk to you? Your just a person who talks to air! You have no friends!" [BN 3] shouted.

     "Look, a slob like you shouldn't be near Arthur! Do us a favor and stay away from him!" [BN 2] said as she pushed you to the ground.

-----

     Why is it always like this? What did I do to make everyone in this school hate me? The teachers don't care how I get these injuries, the other students just see me as a punching bag and a toy to let their anger out at. What did I do? I can't rely on people. Even if Arthur is visible now, I can't always have him save me. . . What will I do?

-----

     "No," you whispered.

     [BN 3] grabbed your [h/c] hair. "What was that?" she growled.

     "No," you said louder. "I won't listen to you arschlochs. I won't stay away from him." [B 2] gave you a confused look. You smirked at your use of the german, they didn't understand what that meant. You only knew a few words.

     [BN 3] slammed you against the locker. "And why is that?"

     "Because, you don't know him. And they way you act, I don't think he'll like it. Bullying people ya know?" you say.

     Little did you know, someone was watching around the corner.

     "You bi**h!" she spat and slapped you.

-----

     I may not be strong, but I'm strong enough to not succumb to their will.

-----

     "Hey Artie! Why are you talking to that loser?" Arthur heard a sassy voice say. Arthur's eyes brows furrowed when she said that [Name] was a loser. He turned around and saw a student with curled auburn hair, along with two others with straight blonde hair and another blonde. The auburn hooked her arm with Arthur's and started to pull him the opposite way of [Name]. "C'mon, you should hang out with us!"

     "First of all, don't call me Artie! Second, what gives you the right to call [Name] a loser?" Arthur growled.

     The auburn ignored the question and instead said, "My name is [BN 1]."

     "Well, nice to meet you [BN 1]," Arthur grumbled as [BN 1] continued to drag him to who knows what.

     If Arthur remembered correctly, [Name] mentioned [BN 1] used to beat her up as a daily routine. His eyes furrowed. The two of them then came to a sudden halt. [BN 1] let go of Arthur's arm and turned to him. She examined him before saying:

     "If you want to be my boyfriend, we need to to take care of those eyebrows of yours!"

     Arthur's eyes widened and his hands shot up to block his eyebrows. "My eyebrows are fine, thank you very much!"

     "But Artie!"

     "Don't call me that! We're not in a relationship!"

     "Then who are you in a relationship with?"

     "[Name]."

     [BN 1]'s eyes widened and had a look of disgust. "Why her?! I'm much more beautiful than her! She's a slob! And you guys just met!"

     Arthur smirked. "Your just describing yourself."

     She then spun on her heals so that her back was facing Arthur and crossed her arms. "BUT I'M MUCH BETTER THAN HER! How did YOU guys know each other then?!"

     "Since the start of this year."

     "What?!"

     "He's not real. He doesn't exist! Get a life!" Arthur quoted. "Talking to air." Arthur rolled his eyes. "I was always there."

     "Your. . . HER IMAGINARY BOYFRIEND?!"

     "Not imaginary. But, yes."

     Arthur then turned around and started running back where he and [Name] started conversing, leaving a flabbergasted [BN 1] standing at that spot.

     He turned around the corner just in time to see [Name] stand up for herself. He smiled, knowing that [Name] doesn't listen to them anymore.

     It quickly turned to a face of disbelief as he saw [Name] take the hits from [BN 2] and [BN 3]. [Name] spat out blood after a punch.

     He couldn't take it. He didn't like seeing her hurt. A good gentleman boyfriend like him shouldn't be standing by like this! Arthur ran forward, hoping that he could make it in time before [Name] passed out.

-----

     And he did.

     You waited for the pain to come but it didn't.

     SMACK!

     You opened your eyes and saw a person standing in front of you. The person was wearing a green uniform. You followed the clothes upwards and saw blonde hair. It was Arthur.

     "That's not right. Beating a defenseless girl!" Arthur scolded [BN 2] and [BN 3]. He then picked you up and carried you bridal style.

     "Wait! I thought you were with [BN 1]?!"

     "I was, but I came here instead," he said an walked away with you in your arms.

     As Arthur walked, the only thing you did was stare at him. "Not much of a gentleman are you?"

     Arthur's face turned red as he looked at you and then he turned away. "I am! I'm just carrying you because your hurt!"

     "Where are we going?"

     "Health office. Where else?"

     You sighed. "Oh Arthur. This is one of the reasons I love you."

     "Oh, is that so?











Ok! I made a England X Reader! YAY!
I have a ton of stories waiting for me to read them but I'm doing this write now.
How come I think of more stories of England than America? Weird. 
Edit: THANKS FOR YOUR COMMENTS AND FAVORITES! :iconhappytearsplz:
Oh and I saw this error in the story and I HAD to fix it, and now i have these question marks inside diamonds within the story now! Sorry if it bothers you or anything. I edited it and took it all out but Sta.sh is taking forever to save!

:iconsexyenglandplz: belongs to Hidekaz Himaruya
You belong to :iconsexyengland2plz:
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