Hello lovelies! It's me Sam! Sammy let me have this plot idea that she thought of for a new story so i get to write it ;3 Uh... I've never written a story on my own so idk how good i am, so please review so know if I'm good or just really bad! xD But Sammy said she thinks I'll be pretty good at this one, so i hope she's right!

Thank u Sammy *happy sloth heart emoji*

... don't question it people.

Disclaimer- I don't own any characters, the owner of Hetalia does! I guess the plot isn't mine either... It's Sammy's but she didn't feel like writing it so i get to :) But all i own is the actual writing xD

Lovino slams his bedroom door shut and quickly locked himself inside, leaving his younger brother, and everyone else who came to celebrate their birthday, downstairs. Hot tears started to well up in his eyes.

"Nobody ever notices me, they all hate me. Why? Why do they all like my stupid brother more than me?" he reached both hands up to cover his face, trying to push away the rivers of tears already streaming down. He really did want to be nice to everyone and be friends with people, but he found it so hard. The way everyone saw him really wasn't him at all, but he never wanted to be himself because he had been too scared to let people see how much he really was like his little brother. He never wanted his life to come to this, where everyone hated him. He really only had two friends on the planet; Gilbert and Antonio. They were the only ones he could really talk to and hang out with.

As he tried his best to not let the quests downstairs hear him cry, he let his legs give out from under him and fall on the ground in front of the door. While cupping his hands over his face, he heard his brother start to knock on his door, pleading to come in and see what was going on.

"Lovino what's wrong? It's our birthday, come out and have fun with us!" His brother, Feliciano, spoke in a very calm, soft, and cheerful voice. This just irritated Lovino even more, hearing his brother act like he didn't know what was wrong and that everything was all peachy. Lovi didn't remove his hands from his face but made them into tight fists and bared his teeth, refusing to stand up or open the door.

"Go away Feliciano!" Through his gritted teeth, he spat words out, not even trying to sound alright. His jaw tightened when he didn't hear the expected footsteps of his brother walking away after a moment of speaking.

"Why? Please let me in, fratello." Lovi could hear his door knob jiggle around, Feli was trying to let himself him. He couldn't take this anymore. Lovino took in a sharp breath of air and threw back one of his fists into the door behind him.

"I said go away!" Not even caring who heard him this time, he shouted to get his message through his brothers thick mind. The door rattles from the impact of his fist and he could hear his brother gasp and take a step back. A second passes before he can start to feel the sharp pain in his hand and foot steps of his brother running away. Relieved, but still full of depression and anger, he relaxes and lets his fists open up and fall to the floor. His head falls back against the door and he starts to sob again. Once again, his time alone was cut short again by the sound of his computer across the room. His room was fairly small, after moving out of the room he shared with Feli, he got one of the old spare bedrooms in the house. It wasn't horrible, really. He had his bed, a desk with his computer, a bathroom, and a dresser. The average room.

Opening one eye, he looked over to his computer and see that he had gotten a message. It surprised him, he really never got messages from anyone on his computer. Lovino let out a sigh, wiped the streams of tears off his cheeks, and started to push himself off of the floor. Once he had stood straight up, he turned around to double check to see if the door was locked, and when he saw it was, he turned back around and started to walk to his computer. Lovi pulled out his chair and sat down, then starred at the screen to see who the message was from. He couldn't decide whether to be even more upset or happy when he saw that it was a video message from Gilbert and Antonio.

Earlier that afternoon, Lovino and his brother had been sitting in the kitchen and having a good conversation over lunch. They had both received a letter from Grandpa Rome, wishing them a happy birthday. Nothing had been going badly until the door bell wrung and Lovino went over to answer the door. To his excitement is was Francis, Alfred, Ludwig, and some more friends of theirs. Lovi really didn't hate any of them, he really was generally happy to see them and considered them his friends as well. But apparently, his normal face looks like a bitch face, making everyone around him think that he hates them. His excitement of seeing his 'friends' didn't last much longer, when they all sort of tensed a bit and awkwardly smiled. They had expected Feli to answer the door, but when they were found with Lovi, they only sang out a weak 'Happy Birthday' to him. When his brother had rushed over to look over Lovino's shoulder, he could see the happy and relived looks in their eyes that his brother was actually home and not just him. When Feliciano invited everyone in, they all rushed past Lovi and went straight to his brother to greet him and talk to only him. A little part inside Lovino shattered into pieces when he saw everyone gravitate to his little brother. With that, he immediately got very irritated, and feeling tears starting to prick the corners on his eyes, he rushed past them all to run to his bedroom. Bringing him to where he was a moment ago; being up against the door, crying and yelling at Feli.

Lovino forced a small smile onto his face, trying to be happy that someone had actually messaged him. He took the mouse, and pressed play on the video as he leaned forward to see what they had possibly sent him. With doing so, the video began to play, soft and up-beat music playing in the back round as he was greeted by a black screen at first. As soon as the music starts to gain its rhythm, pictures started to glide across the screen. Photo's of Lovi, Gilbert and Antonio when they would hang out, go out on adventures and other activities. When seeing the pictures of them all smiling, laughing, and having such a great time, Lovino felt hot tears starting to grow in his eyes again. The video lasts a minute or two, and when the ending approaches, the music calms back down and one last photograph comes up. It's a picture of when they all first met and had the best day of their lives, and in front of it, the words "Happy Birthday to the awesome Lovino Vargas!" appeared, then left the screen as the video faded away and came to an end. Lovino sat there a moment, still staring at the now black screen. He had no idea what to do or say, his only friends, the only ones who cares, had make the time and effort to make this for him. He didn't try to hold back the glimmer of joy he had in him as he broke out in small laughter. Completely forgetting what he was so mad about, and started to feel overwhelmed. With pulling himself back together, Lovi grabbed the mouse again and exited the video.

"Hey bastards, thanks for making that video, it was really awesome." Typing into the recently opened Skype chat, seeing that both his friends were online. He hit send and waited for any response, but didn't have to wait long as Gilbert replied almost immediately.

"No problem! How's your birthday coming along?" The realization hit him, remembering everything that happened that morning, and suddenly getting worked up all over gain.

"Horrible, don't really want to talk about it. Can we go out later today? I need out of this house." Lovino could tell that Gil wasn't too happy of his response; taking him a longer time to type back. He waited a little longer before seeing Antonio join in.

"Si, of course! We can get you in 30. Sound alright?"

"Yea, please." Finishing off the conversation, he turned off his computer and pushed the chair back, letting the chair and himself roll around. His birthday's had pretty much always gone like this, ever since him and his brother started living together again a while back. Nothing had really changed from that point, so he got used to it in some degree. He took in a deep breath and pulled himself off the chair and walked to the bathroom. He needed a shower to get his mind off things and relax. As he walked across the room, he reached over and grabbed some clothes off his dresser that had just been washed. He threw them on the bathroom floor and began to strip out of his current clothes as he turned the shower on. His bed and bathroom were so small, his younger brother, most always, got the bigger rooms for some reason. He stepped into the shower and felt a chill go up his spine as when the water hit his back. It started to warm up as he stood there another moment, letting himself relax by the water massaging his back.

After a few minutes, Lovi was already out of the shower and dressed. He decided not to go back downstairs until his ride came to get him. While he was still deep in his own thoughts, he was snapped out of them by the feeling of his phone vibrate in his back pocket. He looked down and pulled it out, when he saw that it was Gilbert calling, he ended the call and stuffed it back into his pants. Lovino closed his eyes and took another deep breath, the last thing he wanted to do was to see those 'friends' downstairs. But he knew he had to if it meant getting out of the house. So, he let his breath out and opened the door to see everyone's head snap up to look in his direction. Some faces were surprised, some angry and some just blank. He figured they all got mad at him for yelling at his brother earlier, so he ignored it and started his way down the stairs. Nobody spoke as they all had their eyes following him walk to the door.

"Fratello, were are you going?" Feli was the only one to speak, he seamed worried and a little scared that his brother might yell at him once more. Though, Lovi didn't turn around or look back, he just kept walking and put his hand on the door knob.

"Out." He pulled the door open and spoke with a flat tone, not caring about what the people inside were thinking about him. He saw the old red mustang convertible by his driveway, with Antonio and Gilbert waiting inside. Once they saw him, they stared to wave their arms around and wide grins grew on their faces as they simultaneously shouted his name and to hop in. He paused just for a brief second, he tried not to feel distraught of what was going on inside their home, celebrating his birthday without him. He tried not to care, which he was very good at hiding emotions. But the problem was, he did care. A whole lot, it always bugged him and upset him so much that everyone could easily love his little brother and yet think so badly of Lovi without even trying to get to know him.

'What's the point of even trying anymore?'

So that was my first time writing by myself, i hope i did a good job! Please review! :D

Oh and I'm not sure how often I'll update this one, it was more of a "do in your spare time" thingy, and so i don't know how consistent I'll be.

-Sam 3