My Own Worst Enemy: Chap. 6 AlfredxReaderxLudwig

"Vhat in zhe hell has Gilbert done? Vhy is she coming over her vith him." By this time, the fifteen year old German was having a minor panic attack. "(F/N), this is Kiku and Ludwig. Kiku, Ludwig this is (F/N)." He seemed to be beaming in a burst of self pride.

Ludwig could have strangled Gilbert if he wouldn't have been paralyzed  in anger. "Hi Ludwig, hi Kiku." He watched her wave and shift her feet in an awkward habit. (F/N) didn't seem embarrassed  and he looked up to her for that. If it had been him in her shoes, his face would have been bright red. He was curious as to why her eyes avoided looking at anyone.

"Frau, you are going to sit with us from now on. Ve have been needing a fourth person." Gilbert set her sketchbook on the table, which he had taken when he had gotten her from her seat. "I-I, well okay then." Ludwig felt his face heat up when she sat next to him. At the same time, he still felt like punching his brother in the eye.

The bell echoed through the room about twenty minutes later. (F/N) was glad to get out of art, because the three people that she had been stuck with were asking her too many questions. She was the last person out of the room and was trailing behind the trio to her next class. "How could you do zhat? Do you really zhink she vould vant to be stuck vith us for zhe rest of zhe year?" Ludwig fired out these two questions in anger.

Gilbert shrugged his shoulders and laughed a bit. "You vere zhe one staring at her instead of drawing your  portrait. I zhought I vould help you out by having her sit vith us." A smirk danced across his face and his eyes were shining with pride. "I vasn't staring, idiot. I just happened to look in her direction."

(F/N) raised an eyebrow in interest and stepped closer to the three boys. "Deny it all you vant, I know you vere staring." Gilbert smirked and turned into the study hall room. "Mein Gott he is such an idiot. I am sorry to call him mein bruder." He shook his head and walked into his math class.

Ludwig had forgotten all about the pain in his hand until (F/N) told him all of what she had heard. His eyes looked down to his hand and he painted a pained expression on his face, as he remembered the pain. "So you heard of zhat?" He couldn't believe that she had known about his feelings for that many years and had not said anything about it. "Yeah I did, it isn't anything to be embarrassed about." He managed a smile when he saw that she was smiling at him.

(F/N) took in the all too familiar scent of the hospital waiting room, which always carried the faint scent of bleach. "I think we probably could have dated at some point if Alfred hadn't come along."  She was being completely honest on her part. Alfred had come into her life their Senior year. If it weren't for Kiku and Feliciano who had come along in Junior year, Ludwig would have been all alone. Gilbert had found new friends so he hardly talked to Ludwig and Kiku, he only talked to (F/N) when he was hitting on her.

When they were in college, Alfred and (F/N) broke up for a few months and that was when she and Ludwig became close again. "Don't say zhat to me, it just isn't something I vant to hear." He stood up and followed the nurse that had called him to the back. (F/N) trailed after him, regretting what she had said to him. Maybe honesty wasn't always the best policy. It seemed as if she had been saying stupid things lately.

"The doctor will be right with you." The red headed nurse smiled softly as she directed the two to room number seven. Ludwig took a seat on the white bed which was currently in an upright position.  "I don't zhink zhat you remember, but you kissed me last night." He took the blood soaked towel from his hand and tossed it into the trashcan. "It was before you even started drinking."

(F/N) had been hoping, no praying that Ludwig wouldn't mention their kiss or would just dismiss it. She had wanted to kiss him for a while now, but it had always seemed like the wrong thing to do. Last night she had had the 'it's now or never' mentality that she used to hone. "I know I did. I remember it." Was all she could think to say.

Was she supposed to tell him that she had felt amazing when she had kissed him? Was she supposed to say that she had wanted nothing more for him to hold her? (F/N) wasn't sure that she should say those things so she had just the last thing that felt right to say. "But, honestly Ludwig it felt ama-" Her (E/C) eyes flicked to the door when it opened up. The doctor was quicker than she had expected, she knew that the doctors always screwed around between patients.