London, England

[Canada]

"Hm. I'll take that as a yes. Thanks for being such a great help~" and with that, she hung up.

[America]

"Who was it?" America asked and pulled his phone out, then read off the number that just called him, "If it was them, just ignore it." he didn't want to say 'I think I have a stalker' in front of Eli and freak him out.

[England]

"I can't ignore it..." England said, as much as he wanted to and as much as he tried, he just couldn't.

[America]

"What? What'd she say?"
Eli tugged on England's shirt, "What's the matter, Papa?"

[England]

England ignored America and said, "Nothing, Eli. I'm fine," He smiled a bit to try and reassure him that he was okay.

[America]

America sighed, "England, whatever she said it's not what you think," he said.

[England]

"Then why would she say it!?" England hissed.

[America]

America jumped back, and Eli grabbed onto America, a bit scared, "Arthur, I don't know what she said. But she just called me talking about how she's going to be the future Mrs. Jones or whatever. I hung up on her, I think I have a stalker, or something.
"A few weeks ago after a meeting someone stole my phone, and 'Nam found it in the girls' bathroom with a lipstick heart on it. I think it's that person."

[England]

"I'm sick of this! Just when things are going right, something as to come and fuck it up! I'm done!" England said and with that he walked away.

[America]

"Arthur!" America ran after him, taking Eli's hand and pulling him with. The last thing he wanted ontop of this was for Eli to get kidnapped, and it be HIS fault, "Arthur please," he said when he caught up, stepping in front of him, "Nothing is happening with anyone. I promise. I don't even know her. Why won't you trust me?"
Eli was about to start crying.

[England]

"No! I've had enough of this! Why can't people leave us alone!? For once in my life I thought I would be happy but I was so fucking wrong, wasn't I!? No, I'm done!" England side-stepped him and hurried out the airport.

[America]

Eli began to cry, and America picked him up and hugged him. Fuck his flight. He had to find England. But for now he'd comfort Eli. He gently stroked his hair, while walking out the exit England did and looked around, "We'll work this out."
"He promised," he said through his hiccups, "Th-That you would... You would work stuff out."
America's heart felt like it was being constricted, "I know," he said, "I just told you we will. I just have to find him first."

[England]

England was just wandering around aimlessly. He had decided that he could try and find a taxi but everything was a blur. And he willed himself not to cry. If he cried now, what little pride he had would be gone. He managed to pull up a taxi and told the driver where to take him.

[America]

America saw England getting in a taxi, and put Eli on his back, and broke out into a run. He gently grabbed onto England's shoulder and hopped a few times to stop. He pulled him out and smiled at the taxi driver, "Sorry, you can take someone else."
When he drove off America kissed England with as much passion as he could, since he couldn't think of anything to say, and he knew that words wouldn't help.

[England]

England didn't respond to the kiss at all. He just felt too broken and worn out to even think about it. After he pulled away a few moments later, he stared at America for a second then took a small step forward and clutched onto him and hid his face in his chest and let a tiny sob escape.