A/N: Usually i put this at the bottom but... I'm apologizing beforehand... I got REALLY lazy during this chapter because of exam stress and yeah... ^^' Not entirely sure if it came out good or not... anyways enjoy! (Sorry it took so long... ugh exams...)
I sighed and switched off my music. The light outside my window had already started to fade, but not much. I lazily got out of bed and made my way out of my room, heading downstairs to get some food. Halfway down the stairs I froze, hearing a familiar sound coming from the family room. It sounded like Antonio's annoyingly cheerful laugh.
No... I must have been hearing things.
I sighed and continued down the stairs. I walked into the kitchen and quickly made myself a sandwich, stuffing it into my mouth and walking out of the room. I was about to start walking up the stairs, but the noise came again, and this time I knew I wasn't imagining it.
I narrowed my eyes and crept over to the family room door, peeping into the room. Right there, sitting on the couch beside Feliciano, was that bastard. Fucking Antonio was sitting in my fucking house, talking with my mother and my brother, grinning like the fucking idiot he is. I stormed into the room, interrupting something he was telling my mother. The three of them stopped talking and stared at me, not really knowing what to expect. Feliciano just looked confused, his expression giving him a dopey look. Mother was staring at me expectantly, waiting for me to speak. She didn't smile, but she didn't frown. Her face seemed almost void of emotion, except for a small tinge of annoyance. I felt myself grow even more agitated. Who wouldn't? I walk into the room and I get looked at like this?
"Lovi, how are you feeling mi amigo?"
I turned and stared at Antonio, almost glaring. He smiled obliviously and got up, walking over to me. As he got closer I narrowed my eyes, but the idiot didn't seem to notice my annoyance. He put his arm around me, still grinning.
"Don't touch me bastard!" I yelled, slapping his arm away.
"Lovino, you will treat our guest with respect young man! And watch your language!" mother yelled, causing Feli to shudder slightly. I rolled my eyes. Me? Treat this guy with respect, and not swear? Yeah, that'll happen when turtles fly. I shuddered at the thought.
"Please Mrs. Vargas, it is fine!" Antonio said with a small, awkward chuckle. "Lovi may treat me however he wants. After all, I do have to make it up to him for hitting him with my car, si?" he laughed slightly, causing me to glare at him again, but like earlier, he didn't react the way I wanted him too. He laughed again, but louder, making me turn red and puff out my cheeks in frustration.
"Lovi, you look like a tomato when you do that, mi amigo!" he laughed, causing me to turn even redder.
"F-Fuck off bastard!" I stuttered, turning away so he couldn't see my red face. "You want to make it up to me right?" I asked in a low voice, narrowing my eyes.
"Si! Anything you want, mi tomate. Just ask!" he said. I saw him gazing at me from the corner of my eyes, his usual stupid smile gleaming at me.
"Ok, well then... how about getting the fuck out of my house, bastard?" I yelled, turning around and pointing a finger towards the door.
"Lovino!" my mother yelled, appalled by my language. For a few seconds, there was an awkward silence. Mother was giving Antonio an apologetic look as Feli looked back and forth at everyone, not sure where he should look.
"He's my best friend! Best of all best friends! Do you have a best friend too? He tickles in my tummy, he's so yummy, yummy! Hey, you should get a best friend too-"
Feliciano dug through his pockets and finally pulled out his phone, pressing the 'talk' button. The rest of us stared at him with a blank expression as he talked into the phone excitedly.
"Yeah, sure! I'll be right over! Ciao!" he said happily, shutting his phone. He smiled at us as he got up from where he sat, making his was out of the room. "I'm going to Ludwig's house tonight so we can finish our homework together!" he called happily as he exited the room. "Have fun you guys!"
I heard the front door slam shut, echoing slightly. I stared after him, finally coming to my senses and running after him, shouting loudly. "Feliciano, if you take one fucking step into that bastard's house, I will cut off your hairless little prick before you can figure out what it's used for!"
The only response I got was a terrified yelp. I watched, huffing angrily as he ran off, too fast for me to catch up. With an angry sigh I stormed back inside to find my mother had left the room. Antonio was sitting on the couch, humming a cheery tune to himself. I muttered and sat down on the opposite end of the couch, stubbornly looking away. "...Why are you still here?" I asked slowly. I heard the bastard chuckle and then felt something rest on my shoulders. I flinched and turned around to see that he had scooted closer and put his arm around me. I narrowed my eyes and punched him right in the gut, smirking as he held his stomach in pain. "Well, bastard?" I asked again, tapping my foot impatiently.
"Can't I spend some time with mi tomate?" he asked, worried that I would attack him again. I snorted and rolled my eyes.
"No."
"Aw, but why Lovi?" he whined, poking my cheek a few times. I quickly slapped his hand away and turned to face him.
"BECAUSE YOU'RE A FUCKING BASTARD WHO SMELLS LIKE TOMATOES AND HITS PEOPLE WITH HIS CAR!" I yelled, my face turning red from my outburst. He rubbed his ears and winced.
"Lovi... could you please not yell so close to my ears?" he asked.
"Get out." I demanded, pointing to the door stubbornly.
"But Lovi I-"
"I SAID GET OUT!" I roared. Antonio fell backwards, landing on the floor with a thud. He quickly got up and rushed to the door. He was about to walk out, but decided it would be just fucking great to come back and wave goodbye.
"See you later Lovino!" he called, earning another glare. He chuckled and winked at me, rushing out the door before I could pick up the nearest object to throw at him.