We Ship what we ship (OTP Book)

Misery (Punk!RomaNori) [Hetalia/OC]

A/N: Inspired by Maroon 5 Misery song~! <3

Sorry for not updating a lot, I've been through a lot of stuff lately. Especially with my laptop charger broken last week :( Toshi-kun (my computer) is actually not feeling well lately, I don't want him to die...he's human to me...

ANYWAY, sorry Norami-chan~ MAH HEAD IS JUST SO—

Enjoy~

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A green haired girl pants heavily as she ran across the deserted hallways of her school, never stopped to catch a breath just yet or looked back if he was following.

She still can't believe this was all happening.

After calculating that he was not going to catch up to her anytime soon, she stopped to breath and leaned her feminine muscular body on the lockers. She continues on panting hard as sweat continues to build up on her forehead, she used her tired fingerless-gloved hand to brush her wet sticky bangs off her face and let her other sleeve to wipe the watery substance off.

"God, why is this happening to me...?" She groaned to herself, still panting.

She supposed that she kept the readers hanging right about now about her mysterious situation, so she just has to cut to the chase.

She is being stalked.

But this isn't any kind of stalker like those creepy people hiding in the shadows. Oh no, this one is tired of hiding.

And wanted to claim her as his own.

This was supposed to be a clear and planned day for her, only to mistakenly failed with a sudden asked errand from a teacher that made her stop her tracks for heading home. Just like how one could easily fail in a math test when you forgot to carry that certain number.

Oh, how her life can get any worse.

Footsteps.

"Shit! Already?" Norami curse mentally, frozen still leaning on the cold metal she had grown to love for a short moment. The footsteps were heavy but creating a creepy echoing music across the empty hallway, his combat boots tapping her urge to look back him.

His wish was granted as the forest-green eyed girl cracked her head slowly to the boy she despised greatly. She took in his creepy appearance, to his dark copper hair with a curl bouncing lightly, his amber eyes shining with lust and hunger, his smug creepy seducing smirk that never ceased to creep the hell out of her, his clothes today is a red and white checkered polo, fingerless gloves, blue jeans and combat boots.

Lovino Vargas.

God no.

"Ciao bella, mi hai perso?" [Hello bella, you missed me?]  He spoke out, still holding that smirk as he eyed Norami's body, probably staring at her ass as he licked his lips subconsciously.

Norami doesn't need to know the translation to understand what he is trying to saying, anything he says is just filled with flirtatious comments about herself that she never wanted to be overwhelmed or flattered of.

"Stay away from me son of a bitch...." She hissed at the boy who advanced, she—as if on cue— slowly backed away. "Awwww, bella that's not fucking nice." He mocked pouted. "But don't worry, you will give in to me, my sweet little tomato..." He smirks widely and began to run after Norami who squeaked, quite off guarded.

She tried to run but the floor traitorously tripped her and she braced herself for the impact but of course Lovino was there in time to catch her before she fell.