um, yeah im sorry if its bad. (-(song; nightcore, if i die young)-) listen to it
I dont own hetalia! ((sadly))
*knock knock* "romano im comping in!" Spain shouted through the door. The boys shared a room in there boarding school. Just like America and England do, and Italy and Germany, and the rest. But last time he walked in Romano was watching a scary movie and he ran away screaming, so this time Spain wanted to not scare him.
"huh?" as Spain walked in he could hear his guitar being played. it sounded, well, pretty good. as he walked closer he saw Romano playing it. It sounded wonderful, he had his eyes closed and he started singing.
(-(song: nightcore-if i die young)-)
if i die young, bury me in satin,
lay me down on a bed of roses,
sink me in the river, at dawn,
send me away with the words of a love song,
uh oh, uh oh,
lord make me a rainbow,
ill shine down on my brother, (i changed mother to brother)
he'll know im safe with you when he stands under my colors,
oh, and life ain't always what you think it ought to be,
no, aint even gray but she buries her baby,
the sharp knife, of a short life,
oh well-
just then he played the wrong note on the guitar.
"uh dammit!" he opened his eyes in frustration, and saw Spain stood there.
"AAAA! YOU BASTARDO! STOP LOOKING AT ME!" he screamed at Spain, putting Spain's guitar on his bed, and running over to his own bed.
"wait, Roma~ your really good! Can you sing it again? It sounded sad" Spain stopped smiling when he said it sounded sad but his smile came back up.
Romano climbed in his bed, covers over his head. "NO DAMMIT! and its Romano! and i used your guitar! good NIGHT!"
Spain laughed. "okay, nightY nightY."
O/O/O
okay, well thanks for reading, hope you liked it. (if you dont like that song,you can pretend its a different song)
~ Antonia
