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Hold on, what's the rush, what's the rush we're not done are we

Cause I don't need to change this atmosphere we've made if

You can stay one more hour, can you stay one more hour

You know I'm gonna find a way to let you have your way with me

You know I'm gonna find a time to catch your hand and make you stay

Hold on, I'll be here when it's all done you know

Cause what's the point in chasing if I can't enjoy your face and

We can't be wrong tonight, can we be wrong tonight

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There's something wrong about this house" England said aloud walking down the hall. America followed behind him looking at everything and opening all the doors. He pushed at the door to the basement but it didn't open.

"Yo Britan!" He called "let's go this way!"

"It's locked you git" England sighed looking at his brother.

America rolled his eyes and pulled out his gun slamming it onto the door knocking off the knob then shooting off the other side and the door fell open.

"Doors are locked for a reason you know" England pointed out as he walked down the basement stairs following after Amercia.

"It'll be fine" America sighed putting his gun away.

England looked around the the hall mindlessly walking. He couldent shake the feeling that with every step they crept closer and closer to death. He shivered slightly and looked up to realize America was no longer infront of him. "America?" he called going back and looking back into the rooms they had already passed. America had probably turned around and gone back upstairs England sighed and turned around as he heard gunshots go off in the opposite direction. While America was an idiot he never just wasted ammo like that. England took off running in that direction only to be scooped up by America who was running as fast as he could back to the stairs. America made it to the top, carrying and suprised Britian the whole way, only to find the thing had beaten him there. England made an attempt to protect his brother as the beast swung down its arm. America having the same idea turned his back as the beasts claws tore through his jacket and deep down into his back he was thrown through the air holding England close to him as he slammed into the ground.

England blinked as he lay on America, it took him a second to figure out what had happend but as soon as he did he got off America and sat up gently laying his brothers head in his lap. America's breathing seemed forced as his blue eyes stared blankly at the celing. his glasses lay shattered a few feet away from him. He wasnt completly blind but without them he might as well be, everything was just a blur of random colors. He could feel England gently petting his hair, he smiled slightly knowing that his brother was still there.

"A-america?" England asked quielty looking down at his brothers seemingly frozen eyes. "America, please.." he wispered his tears falling onto Americas limp body "Im sorry" England cried "Im so sorry"