Recap:
(Romano's P.R.O.V)
No idiota stop thinking about her! The tomato bastard looked at me before chuckling. Crap I said that out loud. "Roma has a crush si." He said smirking "was it the pretty chica in the tomato feilds?" My face flushed red "N-no!" I turned my head away from him. "She wouldn't like me anyways."
I decided to take a walk so I could concentrate on something other than
(y/n). I walked down the streets of southern Italy admiring the beauty of the countryside. That was until I ran into someone. "Hey!" I spit out a string of curse words that would make a sailor cover his ears. "Stupido Ragazza!"
(Y/N)'s P.R.O.V
I was walking holding a large box of tomatoes, Pasta, Spices, and Italian suasage (I'm drooling lucky you...I want Wurst!) Feli was trailing behind me singing a cheerful tune. "Hey!" I heard a familiar voice let out a string of curses before saying Lovi's chatch phrase "Stupido Ragazza." And I was right the green eyed Italian was on top of me blushing a furious shade of red.
"L-Lovino!" I stuttered out before going through many shades of red. "Bella I'm ~a~ go now. Ciao!" Feli waved before rambling that he was a virgin and the tomato fairy will get you so don't kill him. "Sorry for me ~a~ fratello." He said getting up from me and brushing himself off. "Shouldn't he be apologizing for running into me?" (Baka Romano!) "Yea no problem." I said as I picked up the tomatoes littering the floor. "I'll help you this once." Lovi picked up the remaining groceries before setting off. "Lovi my house is this way!" I shouted at him.
Me: sorry for the short chappie. HAPPY JULY OF THE FORTH! It's also my cousins birthday. Happy birthday Alfie and Bell!
