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Anyway here we have chapter 4 of I'm Gay Aren't I! What was I thinking when I named this?! I don't know!

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I hope you enjoy my crappy 4th chapter!

Lovino P.O.V.

That's not good.
That's not good.
That's just not fucking good!
I just now realized that I did scream.
He did hear me.
He was affected...maybe he wasn't but I damn well am! I mean I wasn't embarrassed. I, Lovino Romano Vargas, does not get embarrassed. Ha! Me, embarrassed? yeah, right? I mean i felt a little self conscious, yeah but not embarrassed.
"Lovino?" I heard the small Canadian's voice. Something that when I do I'm always surprised for some reason.
But i saw him peeking out his door, something that wasn't exactly regular for the quiet and unnoticed Canadian.
But I soon understood why. I heard the potato bastard #2 laughing and saying something. And the flustered look on Matthew's face told me everything.
"umm...am I inturrupting something?" he was probably being attacked by bastard #2 who most likely wanted to continue attacking Matthew's vital regions.
"not really...you wanna come in?"
I then heard The damn Potato Bastard saying "ugh! I gotta get dressed!?"
Matthew seemed to ignore the Potato Bastard to continue with me.
"yeah..." now mentally scarred with the image of Matt moaning, and Gilbert attacking him, I reluctantly walked in.
And then I saw one sight that probably won't be saying goodbye to my brain for quite some time, no matter how hard i try. Especially when I see the Bastard or his brother. Or even Matt!
Gilbert lay there, naked under a very thin sheet of fabric. It did not deserve to be called a blanket. And I could make out every single curve of that damn Bastard.
"MY FUCKING EYES!" I cursed looking away instantly
"I'm so sorry! I thought Gilbert would've at least covered up!"
"DO YOU HAVE NO SHAME, YOU DAMN BASTARD?!"
I admit, my poor face must have been burning from embarrassment, disgust, and jealousy. Not of the Bastard but that Matt already did the deed with him. And I was having wet dreams instead.
"I'm leaving so you could finish up," I said turning around
"no don't go! We're done!" and that's when I looked at Matt, who was literally trying to swallow his words back down his throat.
Disgust
Envy
Disgust
Jealousy
And more disgust. That's all the feeling that came over me.
And I ran outta that room like I was a fucking mosquito on fire!
And little Lovino said "ewwwww" all the way home. Or back to his dorm.
Antonio was already taking his daily siesta. So I didn't wanna disturb him. So I tip-toed slowly next to him and laid down next to him, thinking I deserved a good rest after such a traumatizing experience.
An arm immediately curled around me, and also surprising me. So being that I wanted to get into a more comfortable position, I turned slightly to face him and somehow my hand ended up on his chest. And then that went to hugging him. And that how I was. Head resting on his arm while I hugged him from the side.
"its really nice to wake up to such a sight, you know." and of course the damned Spanish bastard just had to wake up before I went to sleep.
Great. How unlucky was I?!
He knew about my little dream.
I see a naked-ass fucking Gilbert
And now this.
Great. Just fucking wonderful. Could things get an worse?
An of course the 2 other idiots call, having me move from his arm so he could get up, get the phone and then come sit back down.
'come back' he mouthed to me as he patted the spot that I used to be in. But I didn't feel as comfortable as the first time so I got up.
But I wasn't going to bow down and lose to those two idiots.
"when? Tomorrow? 9:00? I don know...Hey!" I easily snatched the phone away from him.
"sorry but I don't think Antonio's gonna make it on...whenever it is." and i hung up, on the two idiots who disturbed me. Me ffrom my very comfortable position on his arm.
"Lovi." he sighed as I gave him back his phone "that wasn't nice."
So i stood there, not pouting (I don't pout) most likely looking like an idiot.
"I don't get any time with you." yes my sanity thought 'why not'
"aww! Lovi! If you wanted time with me all you gotta do Is ask! You don't have to be rude to people!" his smile was easily back, as if it was an eclipse.
"apologize?"
"sorry" something I don't say often and it doesn't always come out easily from mouth. So he probably didn't hear. At least, I hoped he didn't. But with my luck, of course he's gonna hear it.
"you're too cute!" he said hugging me, which, his damn hugs shouldn't be defined as hugs. they should be called Fucking Bone Crushers. That's a better name for them.

"Lovi can I ask you something?"
"what Bastard?"
"well I was wondering if you know if you love me?" he looked serious but with that same goofy smile.
Unexpected question equals a flustered me.
"umm...I don't exactly know yet..."
"ohh... Okay! I'll make you say that you know you love me!" he said grinning. "I think we should go somewhere..."
"well a Carnival's original, right?" I mean in all those romantic movies (not like I watched them) they always 'fall in love' with each other. So I didn't see why not. I mean it's not like i wanted to fall in love with this guy.
"but we don't want original. Ahh! Got it! Are you free for the this Saturday?"
"yeah."
"good! You're gonna need to pack your bags for a day"
"For?" I mean when can you tell an elegant Date, such as me, that they were going somewhere and not tell them where they were going and expect them to move?
"a surprise!"

Again, Horrible ending! I'm so sorry!

To those Who care:

Ahh, I'm sorry but, you probably won't get an update from me until *looks at fingers* next week? School thou Heartless Bitch, but i only can take Her bitchiness home and work on it! But don't worry! I actually do work on this during the week!