Tear me apart

Spamano, some Prumano and SpaIta

Summary- When Lovina finds out her long life crush; Antonio wants to date her sister, Lovina is left heart broken. Lovina goes and finds comfort in the person she thought she would never go to. When Antonio starts getting jealous of Lovina's new relationship with someone else, what is this feeling in his heart? Tension thickens, bonds are tested, some enemies are made and some is sure to break.

Who will be the first to be tore apart?

Chapter 1

Clear blue sky with no clouds in slight with a slight breeze in the air was perfect. The sun was out and giving off bright rays that could scorch skin but the breeze made it more bearable. Rows of tomato plants were everywhere and there was two people in the middle of it, a man and a woman.

"Lovi~ look at this!" the man sang

"No bastard! I'm not going to look!" the girl snapped. Of course the girl was no other than Lovina Vargas, the older sibling out of her and her sister, Feliciana Vargas. Her auburn coloured hair was in a ponytail and some of it came round her face as it fell out as she worked hard, her usual red headband was on her head and it had never came off ever since she got it. Her front fringe was still there and underneath was a scowl as she focused on what she was doing. Golden coloured eyes with brown and green flecks were scanning over her work. She was wearing a grey tank top and army coloured three quartered shorts which showed off her tanned skin and white (which were now brown) trainers. Lovina was shouting at the man she had known all of her life, Antonio Fernandez Carriedo. Messy chocolate curls that were always in front of his eyes and his skin was more tanned than Lovina's was because he was Spanish. He was wearing his white top and brown shorts with flip flops on his feet. He had the most brilliant coloured eyes Lovina had ever seen; a mossy green colour that was breath taking if you looked into them.

The colour of Antonio's eyes were also Lovina's favourite colour/

Antonio always had a smiled on his face, showing off his white teeth and the cheerful laugh of his. Okay, Lovina had a long crush on the Spanish man. She had known that ever since she had met him but he was oblivious to that fact. But the two were complete opposites; Lovina was the cold, heartless person she was and then there was Antonio. He was the cheerful, kind hearted man who made everybody laugh. They were outside working in Lovina's garden, taking care of the tomatoes like they did every weekend. If there was one thing the two had in common, it was loving tomatoes. Lovina straightened her back and it cracked as she did, she had been bent over all day and now they had finished; baskets full of tomatoes. Antonio laughed as he picked up his basket and Lovina picked up hers, Antonio would take a basket home with him while Lovina would keep her basket. They both walked back to Lovina's house, Antonio laughed happily as Lovina went bright red when he laughed. Dammit, he always had that effect on her; making her go bright red and giving her butterflies in her stomach. Lovina put her basket on the kitchen and so did Antonio before the room went quiet. Lovina scowled (like usual) but it was different this time, Antonio was never quiet.

"So…Lovina…" Antonio started and it got Lovina's attention straight away. She set her eyes on Antonio, the other never called her by her full name. It was always a nickname she hated but she secretly loved being called it, not like she would admit it though. Lovina noticed Antonio's hands were sweating and so was he, he was looking down at his feet.

"I wanted to know…if you um…would…" Antonio looked straight at Lovina and Lovina's heart stopped for a moment. Was he going to ask her out? The thing she has been dying to hear for so long and dreamt about? (She wasn't going to admit that either, her pride was too damn important.

"Let me date you sister?"

The room went dead.

What?

Lovino looked at Antonio, wide eyed as she took a minute to process what he had said. He wanted to date Feliciana, not her. Of course he wanted to date her and not Lovina, Feli was perfect. Feliciana could paint, cook clean. If you named it, Feliciana could to do all. She was also a kind hearted girl, too innocent and she was like an angel in everybody's eyes. It all made sense, why would Antonio even ask Lovina-

Yes, it actually did make sense, Antonio wanted to ask Lovina if he could date her sister because Lovina was the overprotective older sister and Antonio was trying to be a gentleman.

That still didn't mean Lovina's heart broke into a million pieces as her long life crush had said something Lovina wished he had never said.

Antonio looked at Lovina, a sheepish smile on his face as he waited for an answer from the Italian. Lovina's eyes narrowed as she looked at him; giving him the most evil glare she could muster and saw Antonio took a step back as she did so. She had to stay strong like her outside was; the character that swore at everything and anyone and was the cold hearted.

Yet inside, she was dying.

Lovina didn't say anything but instead she stormed out of the room and ran up the stairs before slamming her door room shut, locking it behind her. The tears were falling fast and she didn't do anything to stop them either as she slid down the door and then she pulled her knees up to her chest. Of course she was never good enough; she would never be good enough.

And now, she had been torn apart by Antonio.