I do not own Axis Powers Hetalia. Lovino's view.
Lovino's Life
By waterrain
The sunlight shining through my damn curtains, I got those from Antonio, and only put them up because it has tomatoes on them. I have been able to legally drink alcohol for two years. Eighteen and I got fired from my job last week for my so called fucking more colorful than a rainbow language. My entire life has been pretty dull and nothing really happens, but last night...
Next to me is a blond haired male and I think he has blue eyes, but it was pretty dark last night and he's asleep. He is snuggled up against my chest like a kitten. It's not like as if I'm smug, glad to no longer be a virgin for I finally scored last night with someone, and I'm not sure if the blond was a virgin. If he was a virgin then that virginity is gone because of me. I'm not sure if I used a damn condom or not.
I slipped out of his grasp and stood up. I'm naked, proud as hell that I screwed someone, and no longer will I be called a Virgin. Take that for none of those bastards can make fun of me now! I'll make some pasta for breakfast, but I sure as hell want to call up someone and brag about finally fucking someone. I wonder if the blond was a virgin or not. Did I use a condom? I don't think I used one because it would have taken too much time getting the damn thing on my dick.
"Fuck." I swore under my breath. I tripped over a brown jacket and there is a wallet by it. The wallet has some a black bat on it, I know it is not mine, and picked it up from the carpet. I do not know the name of the blond. I opened it up and pulled out a card that has the blond's photo on it.
Alfred Freedom Jones
Hair-Blond
Eyes-Blue
Born July 4 1997
I dropped the wallet. Holy fuck, I did a thirteen year old. Today's date is July 4 2011 so he is fourteen years old now and I'm four years older than him. The age of contest in Italy is fourteen years old. I have no influence over him or anything.
He is an American, a military dependent, and I'm feeling pretty fucking scared. I think I might have caused an international incident or something, but no one knows so it's not an international incident.
Still what the hell am I going to do?
Fuck, fuck, and oh fuck. What the hell am I going to do?
I should have stayed home last night instead of going out drinking. I had assumed him to be sixteen years old, bought him drink after alcoholic drink, and…I'm totally screwed for buying and giving alcohol to a minor. I want my dull and nothing ever happens life back now, damnit! I shouldn't have wished for something exciting to happen. Damn, You wishing star for granting me my fucking stupid as hell wish!
My cell phone suddenly ringed, I rushed over, and answered it for what if the boy wakes up. It is Antonio's number. I started talking really fast, it was not like I'm scared shitless of my current situation, or anything.
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