EnglandxReader- Britains Got Talent

EnglandxReader- Britain's Got Talent


-Your POV-

You were a nervous wreck. You were trembling more and more as every second passed.
"Don't worry _____, I'm going to be great!"
"But what if you don't make it Arthur!"
"I didn't even want to come here in the first place."
It was true, you pressured Arthur to enter because he was amazing. You wanted desperately for him to win, but he couldn't care otherwise.
"I'll be fine, I promise." He reassured you.
Soon someone told us that it was his turn, and there was nothing to do but go backstage and watch him audition.

He sauntered up onstage with his custom electric guitar, and stood in front of the mic.
"Hello.~" Arthur said with charisma into the mic.
"What's your name?"
"My name is Arthur Kirkland."
"So what are you going to do for us Arthur?"
He pointed down to his guitar and said, "I'm going to play while singing."
Arthur plugged his guitar in to an amp, and walked back to the front.
As the first note started, Arthur just started owning the stage, and everyone was shocked.
Nobody expected a punk version of My Heart Will Go On.

-England's POV-

Every night in my dreams
I see you, I feel you
That is how I know you go on

The crowd was cheering, and started standing on their feet. I could feel the music running through my body.

Far across the distance
And spaces between us
You have come to show you go on

Right then, the loud sound of a buzzer cut into my song.
No matter, I'll just make them love me.

Near, far, wherever you are
I believe that the heart does go on
Once more you open the door
And you're here in my heart
And my heart will go on and on

I started to speed up with my guitar playing for the next part. I'm so glad _____ made me do this.

Love can touch us one time
And last for a lifetime
And never let go till we're gone

Love was when I loved you
One true time I hold to
In my life we'll always go on

Once I got to the chorus again, I span to another part of the stage, the cord winding around my feet.

Near, far, wherever you are
I believe that the heart does go on
Once more you open the door
And you're here in my heart
And my heart will go on and on

At this part, I started my guitar solo. My fingers moving up and down the neck of my guitar. Passion going into my music.

You're here, there's nothing I fear
And I know that my heart will go on
We'll stay forever this way
You are safe in my heart
And my heart will go on and on


I ended the song with a few more strings; the notes echoing through the place. I enjoyed it when I heard the crowd cheering.
They were giving me a standing ovation! Me, who didn't even want to enter in the first place!
I looked to the judges, to see them all standing as well. I really did make them love me.~

The judges started praising me, but I couldn't care less. All I wanted was to thank _____ for making me come here.
I replied to all the judge's comments with disinterest, but when they asked me who inspires me, I gave them my first smile that night.
"My girlfriend _____ made me come here."
"Really?"
"Yes, she's right backstage." I pointed to her.
She shyly walked onto the stage beside me, while I held her at the waist and kissed her cheek.
"I'm so happy she made me come here."
"That's the first time you showed emotion to us, isn't it?" They asked me.
"Yes, but it's only because I love her so much."
_____ looked at me with tears in her eyes. That was the first time I ever said I loved her; and I meant every word.

"I love you too Arthur...."
I could hear the audience "awwwwing" as I kissed her full on the lips.
"Let's vote." The judges said, interrupting us.
"I say yes."
"A million percent, yes."
"Arthur, you have three yeses!"
Everybody was cheering as I waved and walked of the stage with the love of my life.