"Lovi! Why won't you tell me where your going?" Feliciano whined. Tch, such an annoying voice. I wanted to kick him in the head.

I could feel my face red, and I turned away from him. "I'm not required to tell you anything!" I huffed, arms crossing over my chest, proving more of my irritation towards his constant pestering.

"Loooovvvvvviiiiinnnnnooooooo o" He sunk onto the floor as started flailing.

"No! You are such a brat!" I poked him a little roughly with my toe, and flopped down on the couch.

A rhythmic knocking came at the door, and Feli and I jumped up at the same time.

"I've got it!" We shouted at the same time, battling each other to the door.

Luckily for my sanity, I made it there first. It surprised me how...sexy he looked. He was wearing a white shirt, like something you'd see off a stupid Pirate movie, chest slightly revealed and everything, and some slightly baggy black pants.

It made me want to start drooling. Goddamn this idiot! Why the hell could he make my heart beat like that?!

"Hi Lovi!~ Are you ready?" He chirped, emerald eyes dancing.

"Er, I, uh, yeah." I felt like a retard as I stumbled over my words. Come on, Lovino! Get your head straight!

He just laughed, and reached out, taking my hand. My face lit up with a brilliant red.

But I didn't pull it away.

Once we arrived to the movie theater, he chatted on and on about nothing that I really found important, but I found myself listening intently anyways. Just something about this goofy prick had me roped in like a mouse on a trap with its favorite food.

I didn't even protest when I found out that the movie we'd be watching was some cheesy romcom that would have couples making out in the dark. I found myself maybe (just maybe, but I assure you that if it were to happen, I'd hurl!) looking forwards to him kissing me. I knew he'd try. He'd already made a slight sexual advance on me, so I wouldn't doubt it.

As the movie started, I felt something that emitted heat around my shoulders.

"What are you doing?" I hissed in the dark.

"Nothing, Lovi. I'm just getting comfortable." Antonio replied cheekily.

Goddamn you to hell, you sexy bastard!

I shot back some snarky reply, but my mind wasn't really focused on my words more than his facial features. His slightly rounded face, soft looking lips, bright green eyes, the way his hair curled and brushed against that beautifully tanned skin like soft kisses.

"You like what you see, si?" He gave a small laugh, turning to meet my eyes.

I couldn't look back, and turned away from him, blushing and biting the crook of my finger like some love sick school girl. It was disgusting how he could make me like this.

I felt him touch my face gently, calloused hands delicately pulling me back to look at him.

"That's okay, Lovino! Because I really like what I see." He said, voice dropping a few tones lower.

I shoved his face away as he leaned down.

"Pervert!"

The spaniard, who's face was squished between my fingers, laughed cheerily. He smiled like an idiot, eyes closed. His thick lashed brushed the tips f a few of my fingers, and I pulled my hand back.

"Don't touch me." I mumbled through puffed out cheeks.

"You know that yo-"

"No. I don't." I cut him off, glaring at the screen. We didn't talk anymore until the time we were pulled up outside my house.

The countless moves he tried to pull on me during the night left me flustered and very shy. Which was unlike me. And that made me angry.

"So, Lovi, did you have fun?~" Antonio asked, smiling at me like he always did.

I took a while before I answered, just sitting there. "...Yeah, I guess."

He smiled, and leaned in close to me, placing his lips upon mine. That made me flush massively, but for once, I didn't push him away. Instead, I pulled him closer.

Our kiss went longer than it probably should, and he slid his tongue into my mouth, causing me to give out a soft moan.

He had unbuckled his seatbelt, and was lightly crawling over the seat to where I was, a hand going up to cup my face and run though my hair, the other going up my shirt.

The moment Antonio's fingers brushed along that stray curl, I felt my knees buckle. I couldn't help it as I pushed him away, wiping my mouth.

"W-what the hell do you think you're doing?!" I gasped, shoving him back into his seat.

"Lovino, I was just trying to-"

"You know what, I don't want to hear it!" I snapped, flustered as I threw open my door and unbuckled. I fell down into the ground, and got up.

Antonio got out, and came after me.

"Lovino, I'm sorry, look, let me help you, si?" He asked, and wrapped an arm around my waist, helping me to the door.

"I don't want your help!" I yelped as he picked me up bridal style, carrying me inside despite my protests and hitting.

He set me down on the couch next to my gawking brother.

"'Toni! Lovi! What are you two doing?" Feli asked, eyes wide.

"We went on a date, si?" He looked at me, smiling.

"No we didn-"

"A date?! Ohh how lovely!" He replied, eyes dancing like a moron.

"Si! A date! We had lots of fun!" Antonio smiled, and held onto my hand, which I jerked away.

Feliciano asked him all about the date, and I slowly backed out of the room. I just wanted to go to sleep.

I was so embarrassed, and very displeased that my brother was cutting into everything in my damn life.

Even though I knew what my heart was saying already, I didn't want to believe it.

I didn't want to be in love with Antonio.