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Chapter 7: Not Gentlemanly or Lady-like.
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He held onto your hand as you both slid and hiked over the sand on the beach. You couldn't see how far you had walked or how far you had to walk. But he marched forward his hand wrapped around yours.
The lights on the cliff side had disappeared long ago as it seemed Scott and his men had given up searching for you.
The wind had died and now it was just you, Arthur and the sound of waves on one side of you.
The cold of the morning enveloped you and without your cloak you shivered as you walked. Arthur stopped as your teeth began to chatter and removed his battered and

Highwayman-EnglandxReaderHighwayman!EnglandxReaderHighwayman-EnglandxReader by ~Elberith
Chapter 6: One offer.
"______, don't go."
Arthur's grip tightened on your hand and you heard him breathe out slowly. He was preparing for a fight, "I don't like the look of them."
You turned to look at Arthur. He tightened his grip on you and his sword. Of course he's not going to like the look of them, he's a wanted man! You sighed at him. "You're Arthur Kirkland, I don't think you'll like them in the first place."
The silence that followed made you hitch your breath; you waited for a snide remark. What followed was a laugh; it rang out in the trees around you. You looked at Arthur who had turned a pink colour

Highwayman- EnglandxReaderHighwayman!EnglandxReaderHighwayman- EnglandxReader by ~Elberith
Chapter 5: Hand on your shoulder
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You slumped in the chair in the backroom; it creaked as you decided to forget any sort of manners and curled up bringing you knees to your chin and cuddling the limp, worn out cushion to your chest.
You couldn't hear anything from the room next door. Quietly at first you heard footsteps come down the stairs before hearing Scott's strong accent,
"Haha, Artie you have a face like a smacked ars-" the door opened into the back where you were sitting. You didn't bother to turn around to see him enter. "Ah right." Scott read the atmosphere carefully before closing the door qu

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"Bye!"
You grabbed your bag and throwing it over your shoulder you made a run for the door of the class room, sprinting off down the corridor and straight for the exit.
"______! Where are you going?"
Turning round you saw other pupils slowly pouring from classrooms and amongst them you friend shuffled her way past and arrived at your feet puffing and bright red in the face.
"Why did you... run off so fast?" She puffed at you quickly as you began to walk slowly out the doors, eager to get a move on.
Pushing the doors out into the cool air, you turned back to your mildly less pink friend. "I have a job to