Francis and Gilbert, close friends of almost 15 years, overheard something from their Spanish friend.
"Hola, Lovi~! So how are ya today..?" Antonio paused and gasped covering his mouth with his free hand.
"Ay..dios mio...I'm on my way..."
Antonio clicked the 'END' button on his cellphone. His boyfriend Lovino, was in the hospital hoping that his younger brother Feliciano, wasn't severely hurt.
"Toni..who was that?" Glibert asked, somewhat worried.
"It was Lovi..his hermanito is in the hospital...Feli was riding his bike to your house and got hit by a car..." Antonio looked down, trying to force a smile.
Gilbert gasped and muttered, "Damn Ludwig.."
Gilbert and Francis nodded in unison, looked at each other and linked arms, running toward Gilbert's car. Once inside, Francis sighed.
"Toni, that boy is always getting hurt. Lovino is most likely just as clumsy..."
"Callate! Lovi is not clumsy! Why are you always picking on him anyway?"
"Cause...I like to see you mad mon ami.." Francis giggled.
As Gilbert concentrated on driving to the hospital, Antonio hoped to see his Feliciano, alive and intact.
*Hermanito: Younger/Little Brother
*Callate: Shut Up
*Hola: Hello
*Ay dios mio: Oh my God
*Mon Ami: My Friend (I believe TT^TT)