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Spain x Reader- I'm Not That Girl

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Hands touch
Eyes meet
Sudden silence
Sudden heat
Hearts leap in a giddy whirl


    "Excuse me, señorita, but I think you dropped your phone," whispered Antonio, a student who was so good-looking, one would think he came straight out of a teen magazine. He picked up the small electronic that had fallen out of (Name)'s pocket while she had been taking notes. She silently thanked the class for being a little too loud that day, or else the sound of her phone dropping would have definitely been heard, and her teacher would have definitely taken it away. "Here."
    He gave it to her, the tips of his fingers just barely grazing the palm of (Name)'s hand. When they did, though, she felt a sudden spark of warmth and she looked the Spaniard in the eye, as if to ask if he felt the same thing. He looked back, and somehow those emerald green eyes were enough to make (Name)'s heart leap. They spoke the words that he could not, answering her question well enough.

He could be that boy

    She's known him since the day he came to her school. They weren't exactly best friends, but they were kind to one another. Antonio was a charming boy; No one could doubt that. And (Name) was an intelligent girl; The one who should be able to know that his charm could absolutely be resisted.
    However, she couldn't even resist it herself.

But I'm not that girl

    Antonio has a girlfriend. Her name is Bella, and she's absolutely beautiful. Not that (Name) wasn't; Bella just fit with the bubbly Spaniard. They looked good together and just clicked. She was happy though. Happy that Antonio was happy.

Blithe smile, lithe limb
She who's winsome, she wins him
Gold hair with a gentle curl
That's the girl he chose
And Heaven knows
I'm not that girl


    The bell rings, and Antonio packs up to meet Bella in the hall. And as always, when (Name) walks out the door, she sees Bella waiting out the door with that smile that shows she's happy with him, too. (Name) doesn't need to look back to know that when Antonio walks out, he greets Bella with a quick peck on the lips. Oh, how she envied that girl.
    And another day will go by that she knows Antonio wouldn't even consider loving a girl such as her. He stays with Bella, and (Name) is left alone, with nothing but the little moments she shares with him and the times when she wished that she could click with him like Bella does.

Don't wish, don't start
Wishing only wounds the heart
I wasn't born for the rose and the pearl
There's a girl I know
He loves her so
I'm not that girl
Sooo I, being a Drama kid, am in LOVE with Wicked! :iconblushplz:

I was listening to the soundtrack, and suddenly...

BAM!!

Inspiration!

Alright, you already pretty much know the drill:
Hetalia belongs to Hidekaz Himaruya
You belong to your moments with the beautiful Spaniard
Wicked belongs to Stephen Schwartz
AND *epic drumroll* This wonderful story belongs to me!
© 2013 - 2024 shayrawrz
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dgeeweeluv's avatar
I LOVE these types of fics!