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"I don't like them like that. There's just no way. Me? Liking them? That's... not...
All of this was Antonio’s fault, he decided, because everything that went wrong in this messed up family unit was always that man’s fault. Even the fact they were a dysfunctional family, and not even all related to each other, was Antonio’s fault.
Calling this so named Tomato gang together was also the Spaniard’s fault. Why did he keep dragging Johan back into this illusion of a family? The next question the Dutchman asked himself, had to ask himself, was why he allowed himself to be dragged into these informal meetings. He fought for decades to get the freedom he had now. Freedom for himself and his people. Freedom from Spain and from this messed up family that that man had forged.
None of his bosses would have forced him to attend this informal meeting if he had insisted on being too busy to go on a vacation to Spain. If only he had told them he had too much paperwork to handle right now, needed to catch up on some extra sleep or simply said to that he had no desire to go meet with the other nations. They would not have forced him to go, rather have him absent from some small get together than start an international incident and he could have stayed comfortable at home.
But that last one would have been a lie. There were people there that Johan did want to see. One of them was Emma and he wanted to see his sister more often but even though their homes were so close to each other they were both so busy that they didn’t get together as often as he wanted them to. Then again, Johan would like to see his both of his sibling every day.
So here he was, at a party he didn’t want to be at and in his room to avoid all the whispers about how nice it was that both Johan and Rosália were there. Not willing to fuel their gossip he stayed away, but Holland was happy to see Portugal.
“I don’t like her like that.” He told himself as he walked circles in his bedroom. There had been the years that he had had this crush on her, but that was back when he had still been in his teenage years and Portugal had been the first one to take control of the seas. He was and always had been at the water’s mercy and so he had been awed at her skill on board of a ship.
“Me? Liking her” No, there was no way he still felt like that. That crush was from so long ago and from a boy, not a man. He no longer held these feelings for her.
“That’s… no...” He said aloud. He was not in love, he was not, and he would show all of them he did not love her by enjoying this evening without even glancing her way.
He left his room with full confidence of his plan but after no more than four or five steps he knew this plan was doomed to fail because he wouldn’t be able not to look at her. The truth was that he truly loved Roasália, it had never simply been a crush. No, Johan had been in love with her from the first time he has seen her in charge of a ship.
Day 5 prompt "I don't like them like that. There's just no way. Me? Liking them? That's... no..." for @nedportweek.