2p!AmericaxReader Hard to Love

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Sorry if this one's too fluffy! I've wanted to do this story for a while. Every time I hear this song, I'm just like this would be so cute with Al!
Song; Hard to Love
Artist; Lee Brice
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I am insensitive I have a tendency to pay more attention to the things that
I need.
Sometimes I drink to much, sometimes I test your trust, sometimes I dunno
Why you're staying with me?

     The door just slammed shut. Leaving a shocked Al in it's wake. Oh how he did it now, this time he almost knew you weren't coming back. Yet why did he have this little hope, that maybe you'd come back? No, he quickly thought. Why would you came back after all he's put you through? After all, you shouted that he didn't care for you...

     Al let out an agitated sigh, he knew he'd cause you to leave eventually. Though it's not like he wanted you to leave. No, not at all. In fact he loved you, more than he could say for anyone else... He's tried to show you that he cared so many times, but he never new exactly how.  Now he's done and done it. He came home from a short night at the bar, he only spent an hour there. He wanted to get home to you quickly, but when he arrived home he found you with tears threatening to fall. All he could do was stare at you, unsure of what to do. That's when you started to yell. 

     You stated that he didn't love you, that he was always out drinking, and always got into fights. Now thinking it over, Al admitted to himself, that well... Everything you said was true, except for one thing... He did love you. He honestly didn't know why you wanted him in the first place, or why you even bothered with someone like him. You were beautiful with you're (h/l), soft (h/c) hair, that seemed to perfectly frame your face. What was he compared to you, he thought, just some guy. You were an angle. He had horns... Even with that being said, he loved you never the less.

I'm hard to love, hard to love, I don't make it easy, I couldn't do it if I
Stood where you stood
I'm hard to love, hard to love, you say that you need me, I don't deserve
It but I love that you love me. good

     You were sitting on a bench in the local park, wiping the last stray tears from your eyes. Al can be so insensitive, you thought. Your fit took quite a bit out of you, not to mention you felt absolutely horrible for yelling at Al like that. Maybe you should just go back and apologize? No, you doubted he would even want you back after that. He could be so hard to love, yet you did. Somehow instead of being intimidated or scared of him, you adored him when you first met. His red eyes, chocolate colored hair, even the 'tough guy' act he tried to keep up around you. Everything intrigued you, and eventually caused you to completely fall for him.   

     "(Name)? Is that you poppet?" You turned your head in the direction of the peppy voice. It was none other than Oliver, cupcake in hand as usual.
     "Y-yeah... It's me..." You looked up at him trying giving the most convincing fake smile you could muster, but you knew you couldn't fool Oliver. He always knew when you were sad, or 'down in the dumps' to put it in his words.

     "Oh my! You don't look well!" He said eyes wide as he clasped his hands to his cheeks, mouth agape.

     "Well, you see... I-it's Al..." Those words were all you needed to say. Oliver let out a small sigh, sitting beside you. He then proceeded to pull you into a hug, unlike his normally bone-crushing ones, this one was comforting and full of concern.

     "Now (name), you know as well as I do he loves you." Oliver said, starting to gently rub your back.
     
     "He's never really shown it..." You sniffed.

     Oliver slightly giggled. "Me and you both know Al isn't the best at showing affection."

     "I guess you're right... I might want to go apologize."

     "Great idea! Here take the cupcake I brought to give to him!"

     "Thanks Olly, but I'm not sure if he'll take me back." You sadly stated looking down.

     "Well we'll never know if you don't try!" Oliver pouted.

     You stood up with a new found confidence, Oliver was miraculously right! "You're right Oliver, it's worth a shot!"

     "Yay for you!" Oliver cheered you on as you sped back home. You swore Oliver was a child stuck in a man's body sometimes...

I am a short fuse, I am a wrecking ball crashing into your heart like I do
You're like a Sunday morning full of grace and full of Jesus I wish that I
Could be more like you.

     You slowly opened the door to the house. You looked around for Al, but so far you didn't see him anywhere. You slowly stepped into the house, making the door creak just a little. Maybe he's in the living room? You made your way through the house, only to find Al sitting at the table. Just staring at the wooden furnishing. He didn't see you, you were behind him, only your head peaking out from behind the doorway.

     "Knock, knock..." You said quietly, knocking your fist lightly on the wood of the doorframe.

     Al looked behind him the second he herd that voice. Could it be? (Name) came back? Yes, there she stood. Right in front of him. His eyes widened in shock and happiness, but that quickly turned to anger...

     "You left me, and now you come back?!" He shouted.

     You flinched at his voice. This wasn't what you were expecting, not at all...

     "You said all of those things about me, and now you expect me to forgive you. Don't you?!"

    Tears started to form in the corners of your eyes. Maybe you should've listened to your head, and not your heart. He probably hates you now, you thought.

    He started to laugh manically, like he just lost. "You thought I didn't love you! Well I have something to tell you!" He started to move closer to you. The smile of a lunatic played on his lips.

     Then, he did something you didn't expect. You thought he would hit you, or worse, but no. He brought you into a tight embrace. You could tell from the way he started to lightly laugh, that tears were threatening to spill from his eyes. Truth is, he didn't care if he was about to cry. You would be the only one to see, and he was just glad to have you back.

     "I love you, more than you'll ever know." He whispered in your ear.

I'm hard to love, hard to love, I don't make it easy, I couldn't do it if I
Stood where you stood,
I'm hard to love, hard to love, you say that you need me, I don't deserve
It but I love that you love me. Goood
Love me good

     "I don't know how you can love me, but I'm glad you do." He said as he broke the hug so he could look you in the eyes.

     "I don't know either." You stated playfully. Al lightly smacked you on the arm. "Ouchy..."

      "I didn't hurt you did I?!" He asked worried for you.

     "I was kidding Al." You said with a slight laugh.
     
     "Oh, that's good."

             ...
        The End

Girl you've given me a million second chances and I don't ever wanna take
You for granted, I'm just a man, I'm just a man

Hard to love, hard to love, oh I don't make it easy and I couldn't do it if
I stood where you stood.
I'm hard to love, hard to love and you say that you need me, I don't
Deserve it but I love that you love me. good.