To be or not to be?

New Perspective

I sigh sitting the clothes down beside me. Only for England. (And maybe Spain. Maybe.) I go to the bathroom shutting the door behind me. Staring into the mirror at my reflection. Well I guess it's now or never. I open the mirror and pull out a razor. Running the bath water and spreading the shaving cream. I bring the razor to my leg. I can't reach, Jesus how do girls do this? I've developed a new level of respect for them. Finally finished, now my under arms. Okay now that's done. Should I do something about down there? Maybe trim it? I walk out of the bathroom feeling smooth as fuck. I could get used to this. I plop down on the bed, checking my phone that has ten text messages from Antonio. 'Calm down I was in the shower' I text. 'Without me? Shame on you' he replies. I can feel the heat spread to my ears. 'I bet you look like a tomato right now' I glare at my screen. 'Whatever I'm going to bed,good night bastardo' I toss my phone beside me and snuggle under my covers.

I'm woken up by my awful alarm. I lie there procrastinating, trying to figure out a way of not wearing that outfit. This is for England, your best friend since forever, I repeat to myself over and over again. I let out a breath of relief after finally getting the outfit on. I sit in front of my mirror and start messing with my hair. Should I wear it up or down? Why am I stressing over this? I just decide to leave it as it is. I trace over my eye with eyeliner and coat my eyelashes with mascara,because why the hell not? Staring at my reflection "You are one sexy beast" I smile at myself. Well atleast now I have a chance to wear the boots I bought. I walk over and open the box showing all its gloriousness. I lace up one shoe and then the other. I can feel my inner diva screeching right now.

~Time skip brought by the clicking of Romano's boots~

I meet Arthur in the parking lot. God he looks good. "Are you wearing makeup?" I ask and he blushes. "Are you ready to do this?" and he nods his head. We walk in the school arm to arm. I can already feel everyone's eyes on us. "Look there's Francis" I whisper in England's ears. I grab his hand and we walk past him. I sneak a peek at France who has a shocked face. "Did he see?" England asks me anxiously. "Oh he definitely saw" we laugh. "Hey I'm going to go to the bathroom, I'll meet you at your locker ok?" I nod and he walks away. I open my locker panicking on the inside. 'Oh God what was I thinking? I clearly didn't think this through. What about Spain? What if he sees me and thinks I'm weird and breaks up with me? I mean out of all the stupid things he's done for France, he'd surely understand wouldn't he? Wouldn't he!?' I close my locker nervously and there the person I absolutely didn't want to see right now. Two jade eyes staring into my soul. "Well don't just look at me idiota, say something" He keeps staring "Ah-" he cut off by the bell. "Come on we have to get to class" England comes out of nowhere and drags me away. We take our seats in the back soon joined by Matthew and Alfred. "Woah what's with you guys?" Alfred asks. "Arthur's desperate attempt to get Francis' attention and I got dragged into it" I explain. I can feel Antonio's eyes on me. I pretend not to notice and pay attention to the teacher. I look over and accidentally catch Antonio's eyes. I quickly look down as I feel a blush creep down to my neck. It's already bad enough everyone else has been staring. I want to dig myself a hole to die in right now. The bell rings and I notice Spain get up quickly. I tense up, I know he's coming over here. For the love of God please someone help me. Before he can get to me Francis drags him away. I let out a big breath. I hurry and walk to my next class. I take my seat praying that today isn't a partner day. It's been thirty minutes of Spain's hard stares. I need to hide somewhere forever. How did I get talked into this? I stare at the clock as it ticks slowly increasing my agony. The bell finally rings and I run out of that class as fast as possible, sprinting to the bathroom. Pull yourself together Lovino. I walk out the stall running into someone. "Oh, I'm sorry" I look up into familiar green eyes. 'Shit' I'm immediately pushed back into the stall. "Why are you avoiding me, again what did I tell you last time?" He licks up the side of my ear. "What do you mean? I'm not avoiding you " I stifle moans. "Oh but I think you are mi tomate, and that calls for punishment" he picks me up pinning me between him and the wall. "Bastardo stop we're in school" he bites down on my neck, quickly soothing the pain with the licks of his tongue. "Ah ah ah Lovi, I don't like your tone" he purrs in my ear. "I wouldn't have an attitude if you weren't being a perv fucking-Ahhh" I moan really loud as Antonio sucks on my curl. He sticks his fingers in my mouth. "Shh you don't want anyone to hear you now Lovi" I shake my head no and he has an evil smirk on his face. "Now shh and be my good boy" he reaches up my skirt groping me. "Nngh" he presses kisses down my neck. He presses closer to me tilting my head up for a kiss. Just then we hear the door open and close. Thank you whoever you are. I let out a sigh of relief as he has and angrily annoyed face. "Let's get to lunch, since you've already wasted so much of it" I grab his hand and pull him along before he gets any ideas. We get to the lunch table everyone already there. Francis by Arthur, Alfred, Matthew, Gilbert, and Feliciano and Ludwig. Antonio sits down pulling me on his lap. I feel something underneath me so I shift uncomfortably. Probably not the best idea either. "Where were you two?" Arthur raises his eyebrow. My face instantly heats up. Francis whispers in Arthur's ear and a blush powders his cheeks. I'm sure whatever France has to say isn't worth hearing. "Oh fratello you look so cute today" Feli cheers. "Shut up idiota I'm not cute" I protest. "Oh but you are mi tomate" he growls in my ear. "Well too bad for you" I flick him on the nose. "Ow" he rubs his nose. "Well you deserve it" I taunt sticking my tongue out at him. But then he started sucking on my tongue before pulling me in for a kiss. He pulled back, "And you know what you deserve?" he leans in my ear, and I swear that blush took over my whole body. Everyone was now staring at me. "What are you idiotas looking at eat your food" I yell. "Ooh Lovi try this" he shoves food in my mouth. He chuckles and licks the corner of my mouth. "You had sauce" I wipe my face about to end his life but the lunch bell rings. You lucky son of a bitch. He smiles and pulls me up. "Come on let's get to class"
~Time skip brought to you by a provoked Italian~
Ahh school is finally over, good thing it's Friday. Spain came running up to me. "You, my house now" he dragged me from my locker to his car. "Hey slow down idiota, you're gonna kill us both" we get to the house he picks me up bridal style throwing me on the bed. He jumps on top of me crashing his lips against mine in a bruising kiss. Shoving his tongue in my mouth demolishing all my power and consuming my soul. He pulls back nearly breathless. "Do you know how much I've been restraining myself from devouring you during school today? I can't hold back anymore" he started planting kisses all over me. Making my heart pound harder. "Take it all off, but leave the boots on"