AmericaxReader Hero

An odd type of quite hushed over the large crowd. Inside the busy American club, someone was about to perform. I'd come here tonight to try and take my mind off of the awful break-up between me and a certain foul-mouthed Italian boy. My friend Feliks* had convinced me to stop moping, put on the sexiest outfit in the world, and go party with the hottest men I could find to take my mind off of everything. Of course, I was now wearing said new clothes. I had on an American flag corset, red mini skirt, silver stud earrings, and black stiletto boots that stopped right below my knees. My hair had been let down and messy. The band members on stage took individual spots and slung their guitars over their shoulders as they waited for the DJ to finish up his announcement.

"Alright, alright!" The DJ laughed as he got everyone's attention. "How we all doin' tonight?!" He held the mic out and cupped his ear as the crowd cheered in response. "Tight! Now, next we got us a new performer. He's a regular here at Heatalian Nights. You know him, you love him, GIVE IT UP FOR ALFRED F. JOOOOOOOONES**!"  The DJ backed off stage as a blond man with bright cerulean eyes jogged out on stage, quickly taking his place. His dark brown cowboy boots clicking against the wooden stage as I studied his white V neck tank top, American flag belt plate, glasses, black jeans, and American flag dog tag necklace.

Alfred smiled, flashing his white teeth at the crowd as he waited for them to calm down. Once he had decided that it was quite enough, he glanced over his shoulder and made a gesture at the band members. I heard someone in the back count down before they laid on their instruments.

“I'm no superman
I can't take your hand
And fly you anywhere you wanna go yeah...”

 “Bloody hell! Alfred can sing?!” I heard the Brit gawk. I giggled at his reaction. A few people, like Arthur***, actually couldn’t believe what they were hearing.

“I can't read your mind
Like a billboard sign
And tell you everything you wanna hear but,
I'll be your hero!”

I laughed as Feliks latched onto me and we began to dance like everyone around us.

"I, I can be everything you need
If you're the one for me
Like gravity I'll be unstoppable
I, yeah I believe in destiny! I may be an ordinary guy with heart and soul
But if you're the one for me
Then I'll be your hero!"

I suddenly felt Feliks took my arm and dragged me to the front row, which was filled with girls. We smiled and began to dance and cheer with the rest of them. Quite honestly, I was having a lot more fun then I originally thought I was going to have.

"I'll be your hero!
Yeah, I'll be your hero!"

My eyes traveled up the well built blond that was singing above me, liking the view. I could hear some girls around me giggling about how cute he was and others trying to get his attention. He didn’t have a bad face, I had to admit. Even Feliks was telling me about how amazingly hot he was.

"Searching high and low
Trying every road
But if I see your face I will know, yeah
I put my trust in faith
That you will come my way
And if it's right it's undeniable, yeah!
I'll be your hero!

I, I can be everything you need
If you're the one for me
Like gravity I'll be unstoppable
I, yeah I believe in destiny
I may be an ordinary guy with heart and soul
But if you're the one for me
Then I'll be your hero!

I'll be your hero!
Yeah, I'll be your hero!"

We suddenly locked eyes. The next thing I knew, I was swimming in a deep blue ocean.  I saw him pick the mic up from off the stand and move to the edge of the stage. Was he was singing…to me?

"So incredible
Some kind of miracle
And when it's meant to be
I'll become a hero-o
So I'll wait, wait, wait
Wait for you!

I'll be your hero!”

The handsome blond winked at me and I bit my lower lip. How’s this for getting over Lovino? I couldn’t help but think smugly.

"I, I can be everything you need
If you're the one for me
Like gravity I'll be unstoppable
I, yeah I believe in destiny
I may be an ordinary guy with heart and soul
But if you're the one for me
Then I'll be your hero!”

He kept gazing at me, making me drown in those amazing blue depths.

“Then I'll be your hero!
Yeah I'll be your hero"

His hand dropped to his side as the crowd roared with cheers and yells. We continued to stare at each other intently. The DJ came back and threw his arm around Alfred’s shoulders.

“Give it up one more time for ALFRED!” The girls around me screamed insane ear splitting fan girl screams, though it was hardly enough to break up our staring contest.

~*~*~*~Le short tomato timeskips of Spain ~*~*~*~*~*~

Everything had calmed down once again in the club. The DJ was back to spinning the same mindless dance music. Feliks and I were by the bar, talking and patiently waiting for a bartender.

“Like, oh my God! Could you, like, believe how good Alfred was earlier?!” I smiled at my Polish friend.

“Yeah, he was so amazing. I think Iggy^ nearly crapped himself when he saw him get on stage, let alone hear him sing.” We laughed.

“I’m pretty sure he was looking at you, girl! Did you, like, see the way he was staring at you?!”  I blushed a bit. “Oooh, l you knew didn’t you? I, like, saw you staring back! You like him!” He pointed a finger at me and began to bounce on his heels.

“What?! No! Keep your voice down! If his fan club hears you, I’ll be torn to shreds!” I hid my red face as Feliks snickered.

“Hey, aren’t you (f/n)?”  I looked up and was immediately met with a familiar pair of deep cerulean eyes. Oh God, it’s Alfred! I suppressed the panicked voice inside me.

“Yes, aren’t you Alfred?”  My (e/c) eyes searched his blue ones.

“Yeah,” He flashed me a blinding smile and I responded with a flirty lip bite.

“I’ll catch up with you later (f/n), I think I, like, see Feliciano**** over there.” I shot him a desperate look. I couldn’t believe Feliks was leaving me alone with this hottie! He grabbed his jacket from the bar stool and mouthed ‘good luck’ at me before disappearing into the mess of people. Thankfully, Alfred didn’t let the silence hang.

“So, I saw you in the front row earlier (f/n). Did you like the show?” He leaned against the counter beside me, both of his elbows propping him up as he faced the rest of the club. Alfred really was a hot mess. The white shirt he was wearing pressed against his stomach, revealing nicely toned abs, while his biceps flexed, showing off the lean muscle.

“Yes, I did actually. I think you surprised a lot of people, Arthur being one.” He laughed, his amazing smile and white teeth coming through. That witty comment was really all it took for a conversation to bloom. We talked and talked for what seemed like hours. At one point he ordered me a drink. All the girls around us talked. The mainly talked crap about me being a slut, thankfully, Alfred had heard them and had taken me away from the crowded area once we finished our drinks. He promised me he would take care of those girls later for me. We talked a bit more by the stair case at the end of the stage before a song we both knew came on and he asked me to dance.

Now, I’m not going to lie, I might have pulled some rated R moves on him and then I might have pulled at his nantucket…but of course doing something like that was bound to earn me a ‘punishment’. Long story short, after completely blowing his mind, he dragged me backstage and onto a couch. I quickly found myself in his lap…and then under him.

“Mmm~” I purred as he nipped away at my neck.

“Are you ready to leave with me?” He asked in a dark, lusty tone, obviously done playing.

“Depends,” I teased his nantucket and he growled. “Are you ready to be my hero?” He flashed me a knowing smile.

“I’ll be your hero.”