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Chapter 9

Antonio blinked slowly as he took in his position on Alfred's bed the following morning. Alfred felt the other boy move and woke up as well.

"Hey." He mumbled when his eyes were fully open.

"Hola." Antonio replied, not doing anything to get out of Alfred's hug. Alfred didn't remove his arm either. "…Alfred?" He furrowed his brows as Alfred leaned in a little closer. Alfred stopped right as the tip of his nose touched Antonio's.

"Toni…" Alfred said quietly. Antonio's breath hitched. It seemed like Alfred was too scared to close the distance. So he did it for him. His lips brushed softly against Alfred's who applied more pressure a few seconds later. Antonio was pressed up tightly against him, could feel his heartbeat beating rapidly under his hand. He tilted his head and deepened the kiss, letting out a soft gasp when Alfred rolled on top of him.

"Alfie…Alfie…" Antonio mumbled contentedly.

"Antonio? Are you okay?" Alfred asked, shaking Antonio gently. Antonio opened his eyes and found Alfred right up in his face. Blood rushed to Antonio's face. "You're talkin' in your sleep, dude."

"Ah! Lo siento! What am I doing here?" He asked, realizing that he actually had been asleep on Alfred's bed.

"You knocked out early last night and I felt bad movin' ya so I just let you stay here with me. I hope you don't mind…" Alfred explained.

"It's okay. I'm sorry if I woke you with my sleep talk." Antonio apologized as he sat up.

"No worries, bro. What were you dreaming about? You were saying my name a lot."

Antonio could feel his face getting redder. "I don't remember anymore, sorry! Hey why don't we go get breakfast? I'm starving." He changed the subject and smiled faintly before running to the bathroom to get ready. He didn't notice the disappointed look on Alfred's face.


Antonio made certain not to fall asleep during anymore of the movie nights Alfred prepped for them for the rest of the month. He couldn't stand the idea of being so close to Alfred and not being able to kiss him or even hug him. He also found a way to position Alfred's laptop so that both boys could watch the movies from their own beds. Alfred had been noticeably upset about that but Antonio hadn't questioned it.

He had decided he would actually start trying to get over the American. He didn't want to have to leave the room every time Arthur called Alfred which happened more and more often. Antonio was so set on getting over Alfred that he stopped inviting the American to hang out with him and his friends. Francis had been relieved about that. Alfred had been extremely unpleasant to the Frenchman following the Christmas party.

He also started spending less time in their room. Most of the time, he could be found in his friends' room, the library, the botanical garden, or the music building. Antonio was proud; he thought he was doing well, especially since he was now actively trying to meet people, one guy in particular.

He was getting ready to leave to the music building one afternoon when Alfred stopped him.

"Hey Toni! Quick question; are you avoiding me?" Alfred asked, stopping Antonio right in his tracks.

Antonio whipped around to look at him and laughed nervously. "Don't be ridiculous, Alfred. What makes you think that?"

"I dunno. It just feels like it." Alfred shrugged. "I miss hanging out with you, dude. Think you can make some time for me sometime this week? I really need to talk to ya!"

"Ah, I'm really busy lately but I'll try…" Antonio said hesitantly.

Alfred frowned. "…Okay. Where are you going?"

"Um I'm going to the music building. It feels easier to practice my guitar there. I'll see you later, Al."

"Don't be a stranger." Alfred said sullenly and waved at Antonio as he left.

Antonio felt more than a little bad for lying to his friend. He missed hanging out with him too.

A/N: Getting closer to the end! Just two more chapters to go! Thank you for all the reviews, faves and follows!