"Y-You don't mean that…"

I stuttered, looking at him in disbelief. My eyes widening as he quickly grasped my chin tilting it up, making me look at him, just as quickly capturing my lips in a gentle kiss. I was in shock. No one and I mean no one had ever kissed me before.

"W-What w-was that for?"

I stuttered once again, he just smiled before looking at me earnestly.

"I do mean it Lovi. I love you…so much."

He ignored my previous question, talking in a soft tone. I felt my cheeks heat up, turning red as I was suddenly picked up and carried bridal style. I thrashed around trying to get him to let me go, but he kept a tight grip. Not allowing me to escape.

"B-Bastard! What the hell do you think your doing!?"

He only laughed as I shouted, still squirming. I blushed yet again as it was probably the best sound I've ever heard, not that I would tell him that.

"Carrying Mi Tomate."

I looked up at him as he spoke, blushing as my brain processed what he just said.

"D-Did you just call me a fucking tomato?"

"Si!"

"Idiota…"

He smiled gently before looking away from me and continuing to walk, I was so busy thrashing and trying to get him to let me go, I didn't realize he had carried me out of the school building and into the parking lot. He finally let me go, carefully setting me down, I watched as he opened the door to a car, presumably his. He looked at me smiling.

"Get in Lovi!"

"And why the hell should I?"

"Please~?"

He gave me a puppy dog look, looking as if he was going to cry if I didn't getting the car.

"Fine." I mumbled, getting into the car. It was too late to go back to school anyway.

The whole car ride was quiet; I slumped in the seat starting to examine the damage I had made on my arm. It wasn't bleeding too badly. I dragged my finger over it, wincing slightly, which I'm pretty sure he noticed. We pulled into the driveway of a large looking house.

"Where are we?" I looked at the house curiously, suspecting it to be his.

"My house." He said, turning off the car and opening his door to get out, before coming to my side of the car and opening the car door for me. I got out of the car and we both walked to the front door. I watched as he fumbled with his keys before finally finding the one to the door and putting it in the keyhole to unlock it.

"Follow me Lovi!"

I rolled my eyes, giving an annoyed expression, did I have a choice? I followed him into his house, walking behind him slightly.

"Wont your parents wonder why you're not in school."

"Nope! Both my parents are at work."

He gently took my hand pulling me along as he walked down the hallway, leading me towards the bathroom.

"And why are we in here bastard?"

He completely ignored my question and told me to sit on the edge of the sink.

"Not until you answer my question bastard."

My cheeks took on a reddish hue as he picked me up and placed me on the edge of the sink, I crossed my arms, huffing. He turned away from me moving to open the closet and bringing down the first aid kit that was on the top shelf. He turned back to me after setting the first aid kit down and pulled my arm so it laid straight, then proceeding to lift my sleeve, exposing all the cuts and scars that were there.

He looked like he would cry. He went back to the closet grabbing a piece of clothe and peroxide, he poured some on the cloth.

"Lovi this might sting a bit."

He dabbed the cloth on my cuts, I winced as it stung more than I thought it would, after that he began to bandage my arm. He moved closer to me causing me to blush, he wrapped his arms around my wais tightly, resting his head on my shoulder.

"Please don't do this again, Lovi." He murmured, speaking softly in a sad tone.

"Why do you care so much?" I mumbled, seriously wondering why.

"I told you why…I love you. So, promise me you won't do this again?"

"Fine, I promise." I whispered shakily, not knowing if I should have promised something like that.

"Thank you…"

My eyes widened before fluttering closed as he kissed me once again. Once I realized what was happening I softly pressed back, blushing bright red as I was pulled closer, he pulled away after a few moments, resting his forehead against mine.

"Lovino…I do mean it when I say I love you."

My heart started beating so fast; he could probably hear it with how loud it was.

"I-I know…You can stop saying it now."

"But I want to make sure you know."

I pushed him off gently as he tried to kiss my cheek, I almost felt bad because he looked at me with a kicked puppy look. I jumped down from the edge of the sink, pulling my sleeve down.

"Uhm…Lovi?"

"What?"

"W-Will you go out with me?"

I turned away trying to hide my face that was probably now turning red from embarrassment.

"I...Y-yeah...Sure..."

"Really?"

I sighed; it was amazing how much of an idiot he could be sometimes.

"I-I said yes didn't I?"

"I'm so happy! Oh and Lovi?"

"Yeah?"

"You look just like a tomato!"

"Would you stop calling me a fucking tomato!?"

"But Lovi your face is so red! You look just like one!"

I sighed yet again, this would be interesting. In the middle of my thoughts, my stomach growled. Most likely because I haven't eaten much in about 3 days. He laughed and grabbed my hand once again, leading me downstairs to the kitchen. It was the first time I ever talked to someone other than my brother. And for a while. Just a little while…I forgot about everything, the beatings, and the cuts and of course Francis.

Before I even realized it, it was night time. Antonio offered to drive me home and soon enough we pulled into the driveway of my house.

"Bye Lovi!"

he started to pull out of the driveway.

"Antonio!"

"Si?"

"I love you too…"

I turned around running to the front door and going inside, I was greeted by the sight of broken wine bottles everywhere.

Crap…

"Well I see you're finally home."

"Yeah, I stopped somewhere before heading home."

"Liar."

I froze.

"You know Feli told me you left school early today."