Sleep: 2p!England x Reader by 666kurai, literature
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Sleep: 2p!England x Reader
WARNING: There's no swearing, cuz it's Ollie, but there is implied smexiness.
But you know you like it.
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"...Like last night, they are not like tremors, they are worse than tremors, they’re these terrors. And it's like, it feels like as if somebody was gripping my throat and squeezing and..." Oliver trailed off, finally revealing to you his nightly terrors. “And I don’t like them. They remind me of terrible things from my past.”
He crossed his arms looking at you childishly, making your heart melt, “And that’s why I don’t want to go to
England x Reader Foolish for Hoping Chapter 6 by GingerAlchemist, literature
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England x Reader Foolish for Hoping Chapter 6
My heart started racing.
______ was awake. ______ was awake.
That was the only thought going through my head.
You'd think that after eight months of waiting for this I would have planned out what to say, right?
Nope. I just stood there, mouth wide open.
She wasn't looking at me. In fact, she didn't even acknowledge that I was there. Instead, she was facing a doctor stretching out her left arm.
Eventually, he noticed my presence.
"Excuse me sir, but what are you doing here? This room is off limits to everyone but those who work here and close family."
My throat felt so dry. "S-she has no family," I manage to croak out. "I'm the closest
England x Reader Foolish for Hoping Chapter 5 by GingerAlchemist, literature
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England x Reader Foolish for Hoping Chapter 5
Every day after the accident, I went to see ______.
I couldn't stay away, feeling as if i stopped visiting, her condition would worsen. It makes no sense, I know, but it did in my mind. From 11 am to 8 pm, I was there by the bedside, willing her to awake from her reclusive state, but she never did.
Sometimes Francis would stop by and say hello. Unfortunately, he could only visit on weekends, and even then it was only for a brief time. He traveled for his work, and that left him with little to no time to himself.
For some reason, it made me feel lonely.
Approaching the counter, I was greeted by a warm smile.
"Back again Arthur. You're on
England x Reader Foolish for Hoping Chapter 4 by GingerAlchemist, literature
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England x Reader Foolish for Hoping Chapter 4
Francis and I were currently sitting outside the room ______ was being kept in. A doctor had come in and explained her condition to us. ______ had suffered critical damage to her brain, that, at he very least, would cause loss of bodily functions and possibly memories. That was if she could survive her coma.
Right after he said this, a loud beeping rang out from one of the machines and the nurse had shooed us out. And now all we could do was wait.
We sat in silence, neither one of us sure what to say to the other. It had been months since we had last spoken, and the last thing we had done was fight. It had become so heated, that had ______
England x Reader Foolish for Hoping Chapter 3 by GingerAlchemist, literature
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England x Reader Foolish for Hoping Chapter 3
I could hear the blood pounding in my ears as we followed the nurse through the E.R. My heart beat was racing at what must have been a million miles an hour.
After what seemed like centuries(though it was most likely only a few minutes), she halted outside of a room.
"Wait here for a minute. I'll check to see if she's stable enough for you to see her." She disappeared through the door.
We stood there in silence for a little while, before she poked her head back through the doorway.
"You can see her now, but please, try to keep your voices to a minimum." And with that, I took a deep breath, and followed Francis into the room.
I wasn't rea
England x Reader: Sleep Paralysis by GoldenSong2307, literature
Literature
England x Reader: Sleep Paralysis
England x Reader: Sleep Paralysis
Beep Beep! Beep Beep!
You jumped a little at the sudden noise of the small alarm clock that sat on the end table beside your side of the bed. You looked over at it with tired bloodshot eyes and glared at it furiously. The clock was blurry, so you rubbed your eyes to try and read what time it said. When your vision became clearer your (e/c) snapped open wide with shock.
"What..." you whispered to yourself quietly "1:00am already…?"
The bed started to shake faintly when the body beside you started to shift in his sleep. Looking over your shoulder you caught a glimpse of your fiancé Arthur Kirk