We Fell in Love in October [Bruno Bucciarati x reader]

Being truthful in a wayward manner

Sorry I've been absent but I'm feeling much better now! Hopefully I'll continue to do chapters according to my original plan.

I will mention that college has started back for me so I'm not too sure how that's going to work. Also we're supposed to be physically going back into school on the 8th March so that may hinder my writing a tad but I'll do my best ^_^

'"When it replays...can it speak...?" You asked carefully and Mista thought for a moment.'

"Well it worked with Mr. Pericolo...so I assume so...why?" Mista looked at you curiously, wondering if you had said something bad.

"Fuck." You whispered.

'He's called Bucciarati...what I said earlier was a bit misleading, we aren't together but we're together...you know?'

You crouched on the ground, curling yourself into a ball and covering your face with your palms in absolute shock and horror.

'He's amazing really...strong, intelligent, brave, masculine, feminine...kind, caring, passionate...he automatically knows the right path to take and what to do in order to get there...he's organised...while remaining calm and considerate of others...he's the best...'

"Why didn't I think this through!" You shouted into your hands frustratedly.

"(y/n), is everything all right over there?" You heard Narancia call and walk over.

"She suddenly crouched down and started getting all embarrassed!" Mista whispered rather conspicuously.

'Honestly he's one of the best people I've ever met, changed my life completely.'

"I HATE EVERYTHING!" You yelled into your palms, letting out a loud groan of embarrassment and regret.

"Should we do something?" Narancia peeped over to Mista.

"Like what?!" You vaguely heard Mista hiss back.

'Yeah...I think I must've been around fourteen when I met him...Abbacchio, his name is. Such a mess of a human...'

"We could get Giorno?" Narancia suggested.

'I'm so glad I met him...helped me get through and come to terms with some issues I had in my family...though I don't think I ever told him that...'

"How long ago did they leave??" You asked Mista frantically who jumped back a bit.

"W-Well, probably about half an hour ago?" Mista looked rather confused at your outburst.

'Okay, I probably left about thirty five minutes ago...so they're about...five minutes away?! Fuckkkkk...' You clasped your head in your hands and shook yourself, wishing yourself awake somehow.

'What happened five minutes ago...I met the nice man...Doppio...which means they've probably already heard all of that...shit. Maybe they didn't listen and were just following! Yes!' You were too preoccupied with the idea that they possibly didn't listen to your ramblings that you forgot about your talk with Doppio.

'Doppio...my family...Fuck...' You remembered and immediately turned to Mista.

"Mista, I'm going to go back and see if I can find them, wait here!" You heard him begin to object but you ran off before he could say anything.

You looked across the roads, checking for any cars coming as you sprinted back the way you'd come.

On the other side you spotted the both of them, standing behind the bench where you and Doppio had been talking.