Pairing: Spamano
Authors Note: I do not own Hetalia, Spain, or Romano
Perspective: Romano (Lovino)
Where Are You?
The sun had begun to set behind gentle clouds. It was getting later, and later, and still you hadn't called me. It had been weeks since we last saw each other, let alone talked. I couldn't understand why at the time. Perhaps it was because I was always so rude to you, even though I never meant to be. Or maybe it was because I always pushed you away and told you that you weren't good enough for me. Thought that had never stopped you before, so why now?
I sighed and looked out the window with worn out eyes. I guess you could say I was lonely without you, even lifeless without you. I laughed softly at the thought but it brought tears to my eyes, and soon I couldn't bring myself to smile. It took me awhile to realize I was crying, but this time I didn't try to stop myself.
I knew you wouldn't come.
It had gotten dark, and still... You hadn't even called.
I had chucked my phone across the room in frustration, where could you have been? What was keeping you away from me. Was it because I never said I loved you? Or because I'm childish? Maybe because I acted like I didn't care? Or was it something else that was holding you back?
You always said you loved me, always said you cared about me. If that were true, wouldn't you have showed up at my door by then? Wouldn't you have called me? I flopped on my side and stared at the stupid turtle stuffed animal you had given me. I had said I hated it and I had ended up throwing it on the ground but you picked it up and gave it back to me saying that you wanted me to have it. In the end I kept it but I never did anything with it.
I sat up and slipped off of my bed before going to get it off the shelf. It had collected a lot of dust over the years and I felt a little bad for neglecting it. I brushed my fingers over the soft fabric and wiped off the dust. To my surprise it looked almost brand new, except for a few brown spots it had gotten from me throwing it in the dirt.
I sighed and walked back over to my bed flopping back down onto it again. I cradled the stuffed toy in my arms and took another look at it. In reality I never really thought it was stupid, in fact I really liked it, but to tell him that would just embarrass me more.
Before I had known it, I was crying again. What had made him stop coming to see me, to stop talking to me? Was it that he didn't love me anymore? Or did he like someone else more? I didn't even want to think about that possibility , so I curled up in a ball and buried my face against the toy animal and continued to cry.
It was then that my phone rang.
I sat up and scanned the floor with my eyes for it, before going to get it. It rang again in my hands. I flipped it over to check the caller ID, and was surprised to find his name. Antonio. I tried my best to sound okay as I answered it, but my voice came out sounding choked.
He told me he had been on vacation, and had forgotten to tell me he was leaving. What an idiot, damn it.
Authors Note: Well there isn't much to say about this one, but again this is another fanfiction that my best friend demanded a while back. Anyways I'll be posting more of these soon, or at least I hope. Also for the purpose of improving my skills, and others who learn from other peoples works, please read and review, thanks.