I don't love you,dammit! ( Forceful Prussia needed! PAFP))

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    Abigaile sat silently, thinking about how her friend Gilbert had confessed to her. But much to his surprise, she denied it and rejected him. He was her next door neighbour so he would visit her every now and then but she always rejected him, because she didnt feel the same way for him. "I'm sorry, Gilbert...but I just..don't feel that way for you..." she remembered saying to the Albino. He just kept that grin on his face and nodded, leaving. Now she just expected the most of it.

    "Hey Abigaile!" Gilbert yelled as he pounded on the door. He was going to make her his if it was the last thing he did. "Come on Abigaile open the door, you know you want to!" the albino called as he continued pounding on the door. It was slightly harder for the Prussian to keep his cool now, but he managed.

    "Gosh Darnnit, Gilbert!! I've told you many times about this!" She hissed. It was nearly nine at night. "Just go home already!! I'm not interested!" She sighed deeply, not wanting to hurt him. Well he was only a friend so..."I won't hesitate to call 9-1-1..." she warned. She knew how Gilbert felt, but she unfortunatley didn't feel the same for him.

    "I'm not going home!" Gilbert hissed as he clawed at the door. The Prussian scratched, pounded, and kicked the door to no avail. "Abigaile c'mon just talk to me!" he begged. For a minute Gilbert stopped beating on Abigaile's door to catch his breath.

    The small brunette sighed and opened the door. "What do you want,Gilbert?" She asked with a calm voice. No fury in it. Just calm and normal. For her age, She was quite short. But not that short...well compared to Gilbert she was. She was average. Anyhow, she glanced at him slowly.

    "Well... maybe you could give me a shot," the taller Albino pleaded, "we could go on a date, one date." He studied her with scarlet orbs that somehow still held the same cockiness.

    With a sigh, Abigaile replied, "Gilbert. You're my friend, my best friend at that,. I love you...but only as a best friend. And besides, my mom and dad hate your guts!" The younger female looked at him, her violet eyes showing a bit of anger. "And neither does my brother..." she added a bit hesitantly. Her brother, Roy, had hated Gilbert and he much rather have her marry someone like Ludwig or Arthur.

    "Who cares what your family thinks!" Gilbert huffed. "Besides all I asked for was one date not your hand in marriage," he babbled. "I mean there doesn't even have to be a second date." Gilbert looked Abigaile over with a pleading look.

    Abigaile yet again sighed. "Fine! Just one !" She said giving in to his pleading crimson gaze. "Mom,I'll be back soon! I'm going out with....Elizaveta!" She said using Hungary as an excuse. "Ok! But be home by 12" her mom said. "Kay! Let's go.." she said smiling sweetly to her best friend

    Gilbert lead Abigaile to his car and helped her in. Then he ran around the car, leapt in the driver seat, and started the car. "There's this new restaurant down town you might like," Gilbert informed as he buckled his seat-belt.

    Abby sighed and buckled up. "Sure. Hey, Gilbert. I've been wanting to ask but. Why are you so...desperate do get me to like you?" She asked carefully. "I mean...why me? Why not the popular girls at school? The ones with the model like bodies and the curves..." she said looking down

    "Those girls are nice and all, but they're not you," Gilbert said as he pulled the car out of the driveway. "You're so pretty and funny and down to Earth," he mused like a love-sick puppy.

    Abigaile blushed deep red. "Um..thanks...That's kind but, Gil. I don't like you like that...and I'm sorry if I hurt you." She said looking away

    Abigaile simply sighed. "Hey! We're still best friends right? Don't gimme that cute pouty face you always put! It's not like the 'Awesome' Gilbert that I know." She said smiling at him.

    Abigaile looked at him concerned. "Gilbert...I dunno how to get you to stop...I'm flattered by your will to make me love you, but sometimes things don't role like that...Give me sometime...I'm sure with time I can depend weather or not I like you like that. Just...don't look like that, I feel guilty when you do.." she said squeezing Gilberts hamd