Italy's POV
                              My bed is slightly sticky due to my uneasy sleep all night, a strange dream that (Y/N) and Lovi were both in danger. I had climbed into Mr. Germany's bed and layers with him for the night. He then threw me out like he does when I wake him, and I went back to my room. I had more horrific dreams of Lovi and saw images of eyeballs and fingers, I had no idea what was going on, it felt all too real.
                              Sleep deprived and shaken from all the cold chills I got last night. I think I should probably check up on Lovino to see if he is okay.
                              -time skip ;^;-
                              Well I am here after so long, I wounder how he has been.
                              I knock loudly about five times and smile waiting for him to answer,  luckily,  I am met with a giddy Spaniard.
 "Antonio! ~" I yell loudly hugging him at once. It has been forever since I've seen him. He is as soft as I remember! 
 "¡Hola Feliciano! ¿Como estas? " Oh I know this one! I've been brushing up a bit on my Spanish! 
 "PASTAAAAAAAAA! " Nailed it! 
 "Hehe so Feli, how is my favourite little boy doing? Huh, any girls and guys, is there still enough tomatoes for your pasta?"  I laugh at his last comment and smile brightly. 
 "Yes there is enough tomatoes! I was wondering if I could see Lovi!" At that he frowns 
 "Oh, right well he usually doesn't visit, and he doesn't live here anymore. Last time I he rd from him he was at a hospital" Oh no! A hospital I hope nothing happened to him. I turn to Antonio and hug him saying a auick goodbye. 
 "Bye Antonio,  I'm off to find my fratello! " I sprint to my car and drive, its funny how many people started honking for no reason.  
 -at le hospital! - 
 I park in a open spot and find lovi's car, he was here. Why would he come here though, last time I checked he was doing fine. Hmmm. 
 I leap out of my car and stroll inside looking in the small gift place/shop. There he was! Buying a fake rose. I run in and hug him, so it was just a bad dream, thank Dio. 
                              "what the hell?!"
                              "Lovi! You are alive!"
                              "of course I'm alive idiota! Let me go! what are you doing here? I thought the potato bastard kept you in his house these days." I frown and shake the thought of Germany. I ran away after seeing that all he wanted was to keep me locked up and "safe" 
                              "Why are you here?" 
                              Romano POV 
                              Shit. I look at him and frown. 
                              Maybe I should just tell him the truth. 
                              will he hate me, I hope he can forgive me. 
                              (A/N: Short chapter but more to come durring the break! I'M ON CHRISTMAS BREAK! WOOHOO! SO ROMANO IS ALIVE WOOHO! BAD DREAMS! MY FRIEND WOULD HAVE KILLED ME IF I DIDNT BRING ROMANO BACK!)
                              
                                      
                                          
                                   
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Hetalia (Italy x Reader) a not so simple beginning
FanfictionHetalia does not belong to me (sadly) it belongs to Hidekazu Himaruya this is my first fanfic so please leave comments and suggestions. the reader is a lovely person who loves art and italians but doesnt know how to express it like she does with he...
 
                                               
                                                  