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Canada x Reader: Long Time Crush

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You drew tiny doodles of some of your favorite things inside your notebook since you have long gotten bored with the lecture that your teacher, Mr. Robertson, was giving. You had never known a person could make a boring topic even more boring just by the sound of their voice, really, your teacher sounded like a robot with a muzzle on making it hard to hear to, definitely since you sit relatively close to the back in this class because of the seating chart. It’s amazing that this teacher actually took the effort to make a seating chart since he obviously didn’t care about what happens in his classroom.

You sighed, sometimes you wished the teachers actually made things more interesting and actually teach properly, and with an attitude like Mr. Robertson it’s not surprising that half his class is sleeping or texting. But you hated the most was when the teacher doesn’t do anything except for sitting down on their computer and do whatever junk they do on that computer and just give you packets and a butt load of homework to do that’s super complicated then give you a huge test on it with the most in detail questions ever.

And thanks to teachers like those your grades were slowly, but surely, slipping. So you started teaching yourself things in order to do well in class but there are even stuff you can’t comprehend and that’s what hits you hard since none of your crud teachers ever help you, except they look at you as if you’re the dumbest person in the world and that you should’ve been born knowing about this.

You set down your pencil and placed a hand on your forehead. You missed the good old days where you didn’t have to worry about terrible teachers or bunches of homework or anything troublesome. Being a teenage is one of the most difficult times for anyone and you wished you were a kid back in first grade where all you did was play with others or yourself and have fun while learning. And it had to be one of your favorite year, first grade, not only was it so carefree but you saw the sweetest boy.

A boy with shining, wavy blonde hair with a strange curl with beautiful blue violet eyes that seemed to be so shy and kind, this boy was in your first grade class, the last class you had seen him…well, not really. More like talked to him.

You were the shyest thing when you were a little girl, shyer than this boy who was clearly shy as well; the both of you would play alone, work alone, be alone since both of you couldn’t bring themselves to speak or play with others, and no one noticed either of you two. So in actuality the only time you spoke with this boy was when he helped take you to the teacher when you fell the from the monkey bar and sprained your arm, telling you that everything was going to be alright while you cried and said it hurt. The next day you came with an arm cast and brought up the courage to say thank you to him, he seemed surprised that you actually came up to him and said thanks and told you his name while you did as well.

Though that was the last time you spoke to him since after people saw you speak with him they had noticed him and started to talk with him, saying he was a hero for helping you, but more suspiciously compared him to his older brother who was well-known around the school even if he was only in third grade. So you never had a chance to speak with him again since as a little girl you went away from crowds, and crowds of kids would bring this boy with them, even if they don’t pay attention to him. That led you to play by yourself, learn by yourself, be by yourself, all the while admiring you ‘hero’ and always getting angry that people want to be around for helping you but never actually pay attention to him. That’s how your first crush developed, yeah, kind of pathetic, having a crush at age 6.

You jumped suddenly when the school bell rang, class over, now to go to the next. You were about to close your notebook when you saw that there was a drawing in it, a drawing you didn’t remember drawing. A sketch of that boy, only grown up, in high school like you. No, not what you imagined him to be, a sketch of what he actually did look like.

You closed you notebook and placed in your bag with your pencils before you left the room, last one out, and even then your teacher just stood in front of the class with a bored expression. Now you rushed to your next class, actually happy for two reasons, one—it was your best class with a wonderful teacher and two—

“Uph!”

“Uhg.”

You sat on the floor right outside of your classroom a bit dazed since you just ran into someone. You shook your head, trying to focus again, and looked up in front of you where your eyes went wide and a deep blush rushed into your cheeks.

“I-I’m so sorry, h-here let me h-help you up!” His voice so soft, quiet and shy as he gave you a sweet smile and gave you a hand.

You tried not to do anything stupid and shakily grabbed his hand as he lifted you up to your feet. When he tried to take his hand back you just held on tighter without realizing it as you stared at the ground with that bright blush.

“U-Um, you c-can let go of m-my hand now…” Those words were so quiet you almost didn’t hear them since the blood was pounding into your ears made things harder to hear, but you did hear them and you instantly let go of his hand, “S-Sorry about t-that but y-you shouldn’t h-have b-bumped into me!” You’re voice filled with embarrassment as you tried to yell at him but it didn’t go higher than a whisper.

He smiled at you, thinking that you were acting cute, and softly said, “Again, r-really sorry about that. Well, n-nice to meet you, you’re in my c-class. ____, c-correct? M-My name’s Matthew.”

You nearly fainted as he said your name; you never knew he knew your name! But when he introduced himself you said to yourself, “I-I already know that.” It was so soft and quiet that you could have sworn no one would hear you, yet it seems like Matthew heard you just finely, though was confused, “E-Excuse me? Y-You k-know?”

When he spoke you instantly looked at his blue violet eyes with your own wide (e/c) eyes before sprinting into the classroom saying, “I-It’s n-none of your c-concern!” It was louder than any of your previous sentences but shyness and embarrassment kept it low enough for only Matthew to hear as he followed behind you with a confused expression on his face before sitting down in his desk as you sat in yours. It was a desk almost on the other side of the room from Matthew’s and one seat back so you could watch him from afar and admire.

Yep, he’s the one, your long time crush since first grade. It never got lighter, the crush you held for him actually got worse over the years, even if you never spoke to him due to shyness and feeling out of place but that never stopped you from admiring the little things he does, the kind thing he does, that are something worthwhile.

As the class did their work you seemed to be in a bit of a daze, the full realization that Matthew had talked to you really struck your heart cords, it was to the point that you nearly missed that your teacher, Mrs. Correa, assigned a project that involved partner work. You never liked partner work since most of the time you had to do all the work or your partner was a huge jerk who’d always tease and make fun of the fact that you didn’t like being in crowds or talking loudly due to your shyness.

“____, ____, dear, are you paying attention?” Mrs. Correa’s sweet voice finally reached your ears and you looked at her silently, showing that you were listening and nodded. Some people snickered behind you because you didn’t answer but Mrs. Correa was understanding enough and just smiled before looking at her papers again. “____, you’re partner with be Matthew. I’m sure you two will work very well with each other; I’ll be looking forward to your finished project, I expect nothing less than your best.”

As you’re heart stopped you failed to notice that some people behind you were whispering to each other, questioning who Matthew was, but as your teacher said to team up everyone moved and voices filled the room which helped start your heart beating again.

You pushed out of your chair and grabbed your stuff to move across the room, though when you got a few feet from Matthew you got a bit hesitant until you heard him sigh to himself, pushing himself off his chair and turned to you. The both of you jumped back, you being surprised at the sudden movement and him at the fact that you were there ready with your stuff looking at him clearly.

“O-Oh, you r-remembered me…” His voice was barely heard as the voices in the room were loud as people talked about their projects and what to do or just talked about social media and rumors like some high schoolers do.

You blushed slightly before looking away, “W-What? Think I w-wouldn’t remember? You t-told me t-thirty minutes ago!” You’re voice louder than Matthew’s though not as loud as any other person in the class but he heard you just fine as sat down with a small sigh, looking a bit down, “Y-You’d be surprise.” You almost didn’t catch what he said, obviously he was talking to himself though thanks to you wanting to catch every single word he says you heard him but didn’t replay knowing full well that people forget him quite quickly if he’s of no use to them at the moment.

You pushed away your own feeling about Matthew and sat down beside him saying softly, “I-I assure you…I won’t ever forget who you are…” Matthew gave a small laugh, not really believing you, but who’d blame him, there were probably other’s who said the same thing but still forgot about him. But you’ll show him, you’ll make him happy, you’ve remembered him since first grade and you weren’t going to forget now, not ever.

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Finally it was lunch hour and you sat by yourself eating, you didn’t really have many friends but the friends you do have were the best in the world, sadly today they were all out, either on that fieldtrip or sick. As you ate silently to yourself you noticed Matthew sitting with other people, though he didn’t look very comfortable.

You became interested then and saw that Matthew was sitting next to his older brother, what was his name again? Eh, you didn’t care, only Matthew was worth something. So you watched them, seeing as Matthew’s older brother grinned wildly with a voice so loud as the people around them seemed interested in what he had to say and laughed.

What was so interesting about Matthew’s brother? Sure he was loud and, you guess, funny with good grades and is great at any sport he plays at but he seems too obvious, too well-known, as if there isn’t much about him that people don’t know about. He seems to fit in very well being surrounded by people, but you knew he was a good soul; he was helpful and kind and cool. A girl’s dream boy, well, most girls’ dream boy. Matthew was yours, and probably only yours, but you won’t ever understand why.

Matthew was so sweet, he’s so kind, he’s more considerate and helpful than his brother and he never looks for anything in return, he’s also a great cook, wonderful with animals and he’s always so calm not to mention quiet and cute. You’d think girls would want that kind of guy to be their dream guy, but you guessed you were wrong, or maybe you were just weird, either way you didn’t care.

Then Matthew’s brother saw you staring at him and smiled brightly, motioning his hand for you to come over, seeing that you were caught staring at the brother you blushed a dark red wondering quickly if you should go. Overcoming your shyness you walked over there with your food and stood between Matthew and his brother as they sat and looked at you. Matthew seemed quick surprise to see you there but there was a sad gleam in his eyes unlike his brother’s who seemed overjoyed and excited, like he usually does. You, you were there blushing like an idiot as everyone’s attention was focused on you.

Matthew scooted over, thinking that you’d want to sit next to his big brother like everyone else. So even though you just wanted to sit next to Matthew you figured this was fine to since you were sitting next to him, only with his brother on the other side.

So as you sat down you said softly, “Hey, Matthew.” That made him jump with surprise as you once again proved that you remembered him while his brother looked a bit confused, “Matthew? Who’s he?” Oh, that was just hurtful and it made you flinch a bit but made Matthew sulk with a depressed aura around him as once again his own brother forgot about him.

You looked at Matthew’s brother with a bit of a glare but it wasn’t that bad since you were still under embarrassment of everyone watching you, “M-Matthew, your younger b-brother by two years, same g-grade as me, 10th grade, been w-with you since childhood. G-Gosh, you’re a terrible brother, can’t even remember Matthew. Oh, b-by the way, I forgot your name, what was it? Never seemed i-important to me until now since I’m t-talking to you, sorry about that.” That made people gasp and look at you with wide eyes; even Matthew seemed surprised that you remember his own name but not his older brother.

Your blush darkened and you looked downwards with a glare as Matthew’s older brother just gave an awkward laugh, “O-Oh, well, I guess I’ll introduce myself then. My names Alfred, what’s yours?” You didn’t really care about what his name was but you made a mental note since you knew Alfred was going to start trying to get to know you, meaning more encounterments.

“____, pleasure to m-meet you.” You’re voice soft and sweet, and a tad bit hesitant as people started leaning in to hear you speak. Alfred laughed, seeing that you were a shy thing, “Aw, she’s adorable, don’t you think, Mattie?” Oh, now he remembers Matthew, you had thought your speech had gone unnoticed for a second, though you were trying to control your blushing cheeks at the moments as you looked at Matthew.

Though Matthew didn’t really say anything accept look at his food with wide eyes as he whispered to himself your name, which confused you since you heard him but Alfred didn’t hear and just shrugged it off and went back to you. Talking about his life and questioning you on anything he could think about, but you never revealed too much, fearing that Matthew might realize that you’ve had a crush on him since the first grade because of his help.

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You walked to school the next morning since you didn’t live that far off, yesterday was the best and weirdest day for you but you loved it. After so long you finally got to speak with Matthew again and fate made sure you’d be able to talk to him again, not that just makes your heart sore with joy.

You hummed to yourself as you walked until you saw someone many feet in front of you, walking and seeing this person had a backpack on you assumed it was a student walking to school like you. You didn’t really take it to heart until you saw that the person was walking slowly compared to you, making you see the person more clearly as you got closer and you realized quickly by the wavy blonde hair and curl that this was your long time crush.

Quickly you ran up to him and said his name softly but he didn’t hear you, his blue violet eyes said that he was in another world, deep in thought. So you said his name louder, “Matthew!” and that went through to him causing him to jump and look at you, surprised once more that you remembered his name.

“O-Oh, ____, w-when did you g-get here?” He seemed hesitant in talking but you could tell he was wanting to hear something in particular, something from you.

“Just got h-here, s-so, how have you b-been doing?” With the hesitance that you heard from Matthew you wondered if you should talk or not, causing your voice to get quiet as you stared at his wonderful eyes, causing a light blush to come to your cheeks.

Matthew looked away from you with a small blush growing on his face, causing your blush to get deeper realizing he noticed you staring, “Hey, ____? H-How are you able to r-remember me and d-differentiate me from my b-brother?”

You instantly felt the mood go down, once again Matthew was getting depressed over the fact that no one remembers him or confuse and/or compare him with his older brother. And it was starting to tick you off, Matthew was someone worth remembering!

“How dumb do you think I am? I’d think I’d be able to tell the difference between a guy I just met to my long time crush, you idiot!” You said those words out boldly to Matthew but right when you said these words you clamped your hand over your mouth as Matthew stared at you with wide eyes. You noticed in those eyes a shine of hope and joy but only a second later did his eyes go dark with sadness.

He seemed overly depressed as he looked down on the ground causing you to wonder what was happening, you’d figure he’d be overjoyed that you liked him. “W-Well, I w-wish you luck with A-Alfred.” Those words struck your heart like an arrow, Matthew had misunderstood you, big time. You started to stutter out words and tripped over you own feet causing you to fall behind as Matthew walked just a bit faster.

“W-Wait! M-Matthew!” But he didn’t listen, he’s mind was set thinking that you are just like everyone else. Okay, now your patience was going thin as you rushed over to him, telling him to listen to you. You were not going to be known as ‘just like everyone else’ by the guy you’ve had a crush on since forever!

You grabbed Matthew by the shoulder and turned him around, looking straight into his eyes with seriousness and honesty while his eyes were surprised once more, “You’re such an idiot! Where is your brain at a time like this?! My long time crush is you, doofus! I’ve had a crush on you since the first grade, I know, pathetic, and I understand if you don’t remember me! You were the kid that helped take me to the teacher when I sprained my arm when no other kid paid attention to me! You told me your name the next day when I thanked you and I’ve never forgotten it since, I’ve just been…too shy to talk to you again…” You let him go and ran your hand through your hair, “Gosh, I’m so pathetic. An idiot like you.”

You were about to walk off when Matthew grabbed your arm and pulled you into a hug, causing you to blush like red peppers, “W-What are you doing?!” That only was answered with a small laugh as you felt Matthew’s are tighten around you and hesitantly you hugged him back, resting you cheek on his chest.

“You are an i-idiot. You’ve been my long t-time crush, too, ____. Ever since first grade, I tried so hard to get through those c-crowds just to talk to you and I thought I’d n-never see you again the next year. I never knew if you s-stayed at the school or if you m-moved but you were the first person to talk to me openly that year, to n-notice me, that's something I can't f-forget. Especially with a person like me, i-invisible, yeah, I’m pretty pathetic, too. And when I saw your f-face yesterday I thought you looked so familiar, but it was hard to tell if you were that c-crying little girl back in first grade since I haven’t seen you in the p-past ten years but I always remembered your n-name and this right here just proved you’re my long time crush saying you’ve had your own long time c-crush on me. I’m in heaven right now.”

Matthew’s sweet voice and soft voice whispered into your ear these words as you smiled to yourself happily, okay, this was officially the best day ever. “Yeah, we’re both pathetic but t-that’s part of the c-charm, right?” The two of you laughed softly as the two of you pulled apart from the hug but not without a sweet and simple kiss between two lips. With the deal set your hand stayed connected with Matthew's as you walked down the sidewalk to school.

Seems like a long time crush wasn’t so pathetic after all.
Awwww, this is just so adorable and cute and sweet. TwT I tried my best, it was hard making the personality of Reader-chan with her being both shy and tsundere, but I think I did pretty well, right?
I hope the birthday girl likes her present! Happy 16th Birthday :iconpanda-and-kumajiro:, sorry for putting this up at night but I had to go to church and my brother wouldn't let me use the computer, sigh, but I finished this just for you!~ And this is pretty long, 7 pages, I feel proud! And Canada is an idiot, >w<, and idiot for Reader-chan XDD But really Canada, you noticed her remembering your name and not America's, should be obvious that your her long time crush, right? Who's with me? But Canada does need the love, he really does, he's so cute and adorable TwT I'm a sucker for cute and adorable.

And P.S. about the teacher thing, yeah, they were my last year teachers soooooo yeeeaaah, I adored Mrs. Correa but I hated Mr. Robertson so much, but thankfully my self teaching and tutoring from my BFF kept me at a B in his class. But really, who likes a teacher like Mr. Robertson, gosh, I go to school to learn not be bored to death.

I do hope there aren't that many grammar mistakes but if there are please ignore and just enjoy! Comment, too, my friends I'd like to know what you think. ;)
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