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...
