Chapter 1

"No, no! Celaya! You can't leave me!" I cried as I broke down into a sobbing mess, hugging the limp body close to my chest.

"I'm sorry, but there was nothing we could do." the nurse said with little emotion.

I ignored her as I continued to cry on the hospital floor.

"And scene!" the director, Gilbert, yelled.

I stood up and wiped the fake tears off my face. The actress playing Celaya, Elizabeta, sat up on the bed and hopped off.

"Thank the god of awesomeness that we're done shooting!" Gilbert said.

Everyone cheered and gave each other high fives. I just rolled my eyes and crossed my arms over my chest.

"Lovino, are you coming to the party?" Elizabeta asked.

"Hell no." I replied.

"Come on. It'll be fun! Plus I have someone that I want you to meet!"

"Fine."

Elizabeta and I had been "friends" for several years now, and I knew by the tone in her voice that this was probably going to end in a disaster for me. I had a sneaky suspicion that she was trying to hook me up with someone again, but I don't like any of the people she brings. Plus, there was always him. However, if I didn't go, she bust down my apartment door and chase me with a frying pan. She's done it before. So it seemed like I had no choice.

I said goodbye to Elizabeta and headed to my car. I jumped in, pumped the beats, and drove to my apartment as fast as humanly possible. I ducked into my apartment, and breathed a sigh of relief. I hadn't been mauled by tons of crazy chicks wanting an autograph.

"Hey fratello!" my idiot brother, Feliciano, said as he came out of his bedroom.

"What do you want asshole?" I replied.

"Nothing. Just wanted to say hi."

I looked at him and rolled my eyes. What a moron. I walked into the state of the art kitchen and opened the stainless steel refrigerator. I grabbed a Coke and popped open the top. As I was taking a sip, Feliciano said "Hey are you going to the party for your movie tonight?"

"Unfortunately." I grumbled.

"Great! 'Cause I'm going too!"

I am ready to die on the inside.

"Why?" I asked.

"Gilbert invited me! And I'm bringing Ludwig too!"

I think I just threw up in my mouth. He has to bring the fucking potato bastard?!

"Why would you think that is good?! That's terrible!" I shrieked.

"Why do you have a problem with him! I never had a problem with-"

"Don't go there." I snapped.

I turned and stormed off to my room. My anger was boiling over, but it soon faded. The only time I seemed to have any real emotion was when I was acting. Even then it was only a facade. My feelings are all crystallized in the past, frozen by that day. I sat on my bed and ran my hands through my hair. I could hear my brother singing one of his songs outside my door, like nothing had ever happened.

I decided that I had better be getting dressed or Elizabeta would show up with the frying pan of doom. I changed into a white dress shirt with a black leather jacked, red jeans, black high tops, and a red and black fedora to top it off. I brushed my auburn hair, carefully avoiding the stubborn curl that stuck out, and walked out of my room. On the kitchen counter there was a note.

Lovi~

Ludwig and I already left for the party so don't wait up.

See you there!

Feli.

I groaned at the mention of my nickname. I grabbed my keys and, once again, sped all the way to the party. Outside of the club there was a red carpet and a long line of people who wanted to get in. I walked to the front and the ginormous guard, Berwald, let me pass. I could hear cameras snap as I walked into the club. Inside, it was so dark that I couldn't see three inches in front of my face and the music was so loud that I could feel my brain jiggle. Once I had navigated the dance floor, I found a large, spacious bar and a V.I.P. section right next to it. The lighting was better and I could (unfortunately) see Elizabeta flagging me down. A part of me told me to run and don't stop, but I had tried that once and she had caught up with me pretty soon there after. So, against all good judgement, I walked over to Elizabeta and sat down in an empty couch across from her.

Before I could utter a word to her, Gilbert came over with an other man. The other man had shoulder length blonde hair and sea blue eyes. He was wearing a blue tux that was covered in sparkles. I wouldn't had known he was a guy if it wasn't for the stubble.

"Lovino, this is my friend Francis." Gilbert said.

"Nice to meet you Lovino." Francis said with a thick French accent.

He held out his hand but I just stared at it and said "What do you want?"

"Funny you should ask, but I was wondering if you would like to play the main role in my next production?" Francis replied, clearly unfazed.

"What's it about?"

"It's an action movie about a girl locked in prison because of her 'special abilities.' One day a childhood friend comes and saves her, but it actually makes things worse."

I looked over to Elizabeta and she nodded her head.

"Okay, I will. Can you send me the script?" I asked.

"Absolutely. Gilbert will give me your address. You will play the role of Reid."

"Okay."

With that the two men left and I no longer had to wander what to do for my next job. I turned to Elizabeta and said "Where's this person you wanted me to meet?"

"Coming. He went to get us some drinks." she replied.

As if on cue, three drinks were placed down in front of me on the small table. One Hungarian beer, a glass of wine, and a Coke. I looked up as to who got he drinks, and saw the painfully familiar chocolate brown hair and bright green eyes of the one who had frozen my emotions all those years ago, and now I could feel them melting. It was Antonio.

"Lovi?" he said in his thick Spanish accent.

The name sent an arrow straight through my heart. Holding back tears was becoming impossible. Before I could break down, I stood up and dashed towards the bathroom. I heard footsteps after me but I ran into one of the stalls and locked the door. I heard Antonio burst in a few seconds later but I remained quiet. He leaned on the door to my stall and let out a long sigh.

"Look Lovi, I'm back and I realized what I did when I left, but I had to. I'm sorry, but I'm here to stay now. You can trust me on that." he said.

I felt tears slowly run down my cheeks. I had no idea if I could trust him or not. I had trusted him all those years ago until he just left and left me in pieces. He didn't even say anything. I unlocked the door and pushed it open, throwing the Spaniard forward.

"Lovi?"

"Don't call me that."

"Can we be friends again?"

"Whatever."

Antonio's eyes lit up and wrapped me in a giant hug.

"Get off me bastard!" I yelled as I tried to struggle free.

"Oh, and Lovi, can I stay at your place since I don't have a home?"

"NO! And don't call me that!"

Antonio put on the puppy face and I felt my resolve slowly slipping away. He still knew how to get whatever he wanted from me.

"Fine! But stop hugging me!"

Antonio let go and I started walking back to the V.I.P. section. Antonio grabbed my hand.

"Don't touch me bastard." I said.

"Aw! But Lovi!" he complained.

"Don't call me that!"

He laughed and I just rolled my eyes. I could tell that this was going to be a long night, and I don't think I could hide the emotions that I've never felt in so long.