To be or not to be?

Resurfaced feelings

I turn around instantly submersed in a sea of green. My heart beats faster as butterflies flutter in my stomach. Apparently having a party. He pulls me in a warm embrace.

"Hey Lovi" his eyes beaming rays of green, with a grin on his face.

"Hey bastardo"I know, I shouldn't call my boyfriend that, but I have absolutely no way with words.When ever I want to say something sweet or pour out my feelings it never comes out that way, and insults just spill out my mouth.He wraps an arm around my waist as we walk to class. We walk there in silence because let's face it I'm not much of a talker. He kisses my forehead and I feel my face heat up.

"Awe mí tomate" he teases while pinching my cheek. I push him away. "S-shut up jerk" I roll my eyes and take my seat in the back. "Toni!" "Mon'ami!" France and Prussia yell tackling Spain in a hug before taking their seats rows ahead of me. Ay I'm surrounded by idiotas. I shake my head in disbelief. Then Alfred,Arthur, and Matthew walk in taking their seats by me. Matthew is ok,he's quiet and everyone tends to forget to notice him. Arthur's been my best friend since forever and Alfred, no one remembers when he came along, but no one remembers times without him either. The teacher has already been reading some history passage out loud, as Alfred tells some hero adventure he had last weekend, while I'm distracted chewing on my pen by something else. Or someone else. The way his dark brown locks frames his face. His perfectly tanned skin. The way his shirt sleeve grips his arm muscle and you can see the outline of his toned chest through the shirt. And his smile, god that smile, that smile could put angels to shame. My eyes lingering on him way longer than they should have, my eyes caught his. With a playful glint in his eyes, he winks at me. I immediately turn my gaze as my face turns red. "You okay?" Matthew asks. England with a smirk on his face seeming to caught the whole thing. "So you gits are back at it huh?" I lean back in my chair, arms folded questioning him with a raised brow. "Speaking of a back at it, shouldn't you be at it yourself?"as I gesture my eyes to France. His face turns bright red. Yeah that's what I thought,try me.

~skip to lunch~

I sit at the table, Spain beside me as I chew on a tomato. "Ooh, I want some" I hear Antonio say and before I know it he's cupping my chin and pressing his lips against mine.Sliding his tongue in my mouth exploring my taste before stealing the piece of tomato on my tongue. "Hm-mm" someone "clears their throat" Antonio pulls away swallowing the stolen fruit. Everyone is staring at us and my face heats up with embarrassment. "Stupid jerk you could've just bit the tomato, bastard"

"Awe but that would've been no fun, besides it's sweeter when it comes from you so I couldn't resist"he side hugs me nuzzling my face. "What are you bastards staring at!" I yell and they all pretend to eat their food. Spain licked at my earlobe. I squeezed my eyelids close tight trying to suppress the sound trying to escape. "Ohhonhonhon..." Stupid France and his stupid perverted French laugh. As for Spain he was about to be severely punished if he didn't stop licking my ear, and not in the way he wanted to be punished. "Antonio stop we're in school" I snapped. "Lo siento, Lovinito" he remarked with a stupid grin still plastered on his face. He surely didn't look sorry, but he will be,oh he will be. "Fratello, you guys are so cute" Italy shrieked. "I'm not cute!" I protested. "Oh but you are my little tomate" Spain purposely kissing my neck as I stiffened and right before I was going to pummel Spain the potato bastard showed up to take my brother to class. I scowled at him. "Stay away from my brother fucking potato chomp-" "Bye guys!" Italy chanted before skipping off with Ludwig. I stayed glaring in the direction the walked off at even though they were long gone. Antonio laughed, "Come on Lovi let's get to class"

~skip to last class ~

Ah, last period my least worst class you could say. Art class. Now I'm not as good at art as Feliciano but I like my art the way it is. Plus I also get to see Spain's beautiful work. I study Spain's face as I draw him looking out into space emphasizing his emerald eyes because they always stand out even in the darkest days. The teacher walks by before I can flip it to some random doodle like I always do. "Wonderful,Lovino"and a blush creeps across my face. Spain scurries over to my way. "Ooh let me see,Lovi,I want to see!" I face palm his forehead. "No tomato bastard,it's not done" He puts on the most adorable pouty face that just melts my heart. "Wait until it's finish!"I protest,not like I'm actually going to show him anyways,but anything to wipe that cute look off his face. He huffs for a little but then a wide grin takes over as he's shoving his sketchbook in my face. I stare at it in silence for a while. Not because it's bad,it's just so amazing I can't even describe it. It's a picture of the most beautiful starriest sky I've even seen and the stars form a constellation of my face. I squint my eyes trying to stop the tear that was about to fall, I guess I must of looked funny because he was asking me "What's wrong Roma,is it that bad?" "No it's fine idiota"I shove the drawing back in his hands.God why couldn't I just tell him it's amazingly perfect just like he is.

~skip to the end of school~

I slam my locker shut and a smile is replaced in my view. "Hey Lovi"he hugs me and I wrap my arms around him as I mumble into his chest. "What was that?" he says as he let me go. "I said I'm coming over to your house today because the potato bastard is going to mine to study with Feli" his smile gets wider "what are you waiting for let's go idiota!" I take his hand and drag him away. We finally arrive at his place. Stupid bastard wouldn't stop smiling the whole way here. "I'm hungry make me food" I say as we enter and I flop on the couch switching on the T.V to watch something. After a while he's shoving a plate of pasta in my face. "Took you long enough,thanks idiota" he plants a loving kiss on my lips before sitting beside me, and we dig into our pasta. Some random movie is playing as I glare at Antonio. He looks at me,"Is something wrong,Lovi?" I bite my bottom lip before pouncing on him. I crash my lips against his forcefully sliding my tongue in his mouth. Tasting all of him as he gasps surprisingly into the kiss before tangling his tongue with mine. I pull free only to latch my self to his neck,earning small groans that fill my head as I suck on a particularly sensitive spot. His grip tightens on my back. I rip his shirt off kissing on his bare chest before sucking on his nipple and playing with the other one between my fingers. I feel my phone buzz slightly in my back pocket. I kiss him again sneaking a peek at my phone. 'Ludwig is gone' Perfect. Just perfect. I kiss him more passionately,cupping him through the fabric of his jeans making him moan,and sucking on his bottom lip before breaking the kiss. "Hold on I have to go to the bathroom okay?" he nods and I press another kiss on his lips before retreating. I close the door behind me,sneaking out the window to walk back to the school to retrieve my car. I laugh evilly as I drive home thinking about what I just did to Spain. Revenge is sweet. "~ve~ oh hey fratello I thought you were spending the night at Spain's" "You thought wrong idiota" I remark before heading to my room. I lie on my bed staring at the ceiling. Mind drifting away but soon brought back by the buzz of my phone. 'WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?'~Spain. I chuckle. 'For lunch stupid jerk' I start to laugh even harder. Payback's a bitch. A smile stuck on my face thinking about him. A warm sensation runs through my body. This is nothing new we dated twice back in middle school but why do things feel so different, why do I always feel so strange around him...