First Sight Falling; Spamano

Chapter One~

Hi guys! This is my first Hetalia fanfic, so I thought 'why not do it about your favourite ship?' So I did. I bring you a Spamano fanfiction; I hope you guys enjoy it. Their in high school at the time. Their ages are:
Lovino-16
Antonio-17
Veneziano-14
Gilbert-17
Francis-18
Matthew-15
Ludwig-14
Just to make every thing clear. Oh well I should stop rambling and get on with the story, so anyway here it is. First Sight Falling- A Spamano fanfic.
I do not own Hetaila or any of the characters.
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Chapter 1; Meeting the tomato bastard
POV: Lovino~

"Fratello! Fratellone wake up your going to be late for school!" My annoying little brother wailed shaking me from peaceful sleep. I groaned annoyed turning to my fratello.

"What do you want stupid bastard?" He soon went all panicky and started frailing his muscless arm.

"You have ten minutes to get ready for school!" He wailed loudly.

My mouth dropped as realization set in; so I was yelling angrily at him. "Veneziano what the fuck?!? Why didn't you wake me earlier??!" I fumed.

"Ve! I forgot~."

I shoved him out of out of my bedroom. Feliciano is so stupid! I just wanna straggle him! I quicky got on my uniform, since I sleep naked........What!?!? That's not fucking weird you bastard!

Then running out to the bathroom to brush my teeth and comb my hair; purposely missing a certain curl.

"Lovino sweetie, come on we're leaving" My mother called.

I quickly ran down the stairs, unfortunately tripping and falling with a hard 'oof'

I dusted myself off than grabbed a tomato and ran outside to the car.

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I scoffed as I saw Feli hug that potato muncher. I stomped up to him.

"Oiu! Potato bastardo, stay away from my little brother!" I shouted. That stupid potato eater just looked at me.

"Fratello don't be so mean!"

I rolled my eyes as I scowled at the potato bastardo, and turned around only to crash into someone.

"Chigi! Hey fucking idiot-" I said one to see the person on top of me look down with forset green eyes. That weren't beautiful at all.

"Lo siento, I'm Antonio." The cheerful vocie spoke. I blushed. Not b-because he was really cute.

"I don't care who you are! Fucking get off!" I yelled face hot, people were staring all this was a really awkward position.

He smiled climbing off, pulling me up to. "What's your name amigo?" 'Antonio' asked.

I scoffed. "Lovino Vargas you asshole." I really felt like the asshole though.

He just fucking smiled!!!!

"Antonio Fernández Carriedo! Senior and football team captain!" He spoke. I could tell he was Spanish by the name and accent.

"Um.....Lovino Vargas. Junior vice persistent." I blushed because he just kept staring at me.

"Oooo really!?! That's cool-" A blonde blue eyed teen walked over to hook arms with Antonio laughing. "Ah Toni

mon ami! I've been looking for you everywhere Gilbert is waiting."

He spoke with a French accent, and really creeped me out.

Antonio nodded laughing. "Sí! Bye Lovi hopefully I'll see you again!" He said running off with the French bastard.

I almost gagged as I heard the sicken nickname.

But for some reason I felt emptiness when he left. I also had this other feeling when he was talking.

I don't know what it was, but I do know I don't like it.

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Translations♡

Lo siento- I'm sorry

Amigo- Friend

mon ami- My friend

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