(A.n: This story is becoming a lot more popular than I thought it would! I didn't think it would get a single follow or view (0w0''') thanks a million! Also, this story sounds really badass if you listen to IA's A Young Girl's Self Harm Habit whilst reading. Or Lost Time Memory. Now enjoy~! I'll seriously hug anyone who reviews.)
They walked out of the classroom in silence. After they'd strolled out a few feet, Lovino turned on his heel to face Antonio, his face looking stern. "Alright, Antonio. I rarely ever actually talk with the shitloads that go here, so you better not try to pull anything or your ass is grass. Got it?" Lovino spat at the Spaniard. "Of course. Why would I hurt a friend?" He smiled, his sparkling smile catching the fading light of the sun in just the right way. Lovino averted his eyes and curled his hands into shaky fists, muttering some kind of agreement to the cheerful boy. "I'm coming over to your house. My dad doesn't care where I am, so I'll sleep over." Lovino decided, not asking for approval from Antonio. He grabbed the other's hand, staring at the ground. Antonio decided not to argue with his new companion.
They walked like this for some time, until Antonio decided to spark up a conversation. "So, I guess I should tell you about myself. I live with my older sister, who's 27. I'm 17. I play soccer, I was one of the best players back in Spain..." His voice trailed off. The silence shifted from awkward to comfortable, and they continued on until they stopped in front of a large, modern-looking apartment building. "This is my building. I live on the way top, so we can hang out on the roof if you'd like." Lovino only nodded, nervous excitement making his heart pound. He hated the feeling it gave him, but at the same time he couldn't get enough of it. They entered the apartment building. Antonio strode with Lovino to the elevators, pressing the top button just as they got on.
The Italian drew in a shaky breath as they entered the apartment. It was huge, with fancy decorations littering the room in all the right places and a crystal chandelier in the center. There were two staircases surrounding the entry into the kitchen that led to a hatch on the ceiling. "Hey, Sofia! I'm home, and I brought a friend. We're going to hang out on the roof, okay?" After a second, a faint voice yelled back a message of approval in a thick Spanish accent. The duo dropped their backpacks in the entry to the fancy apartment, and took off their shoes. Antonio guided him to the stairwell, and before he knew it, he could see the entire city before him. The stars sparkled across in the sky along with a bright, beautiful full moon. It was beautiful. It reminded him of his newly acquired friend, Who was now sitting in the beanbag he brought up for them to sit on. Lovino sat on the soft, pillow-like object, and turned his face to Antonio. Their faces were less than an inch apart.
"Antonio, you're a total idiot and I love you."
