Lovino was pacing the bathroom at school as he tried to figure out what he thought was actually going on between him and Antonio. The Italian wasn't really sure of himself anymore. His plan was to just show people that he could be in a relationship with someone, nothing more than that.

"D-Damn it…" Lovino cursed as he slammed his head into one of the stalls. "What the fuck is wrong with me!" he continued to hit his head against the stall for awhile before sighing and looking down at the floor. "I-I was… only supposed to pretend I liked him… I-I'm not… CHIGII!" Lovino slammed his head against the stall door again before sinking to his knees and sighing again.

What the fuck is wrong with me…? he asked himself as he continued to look at the floor, his head against the stall. A-Am I… actually falling in love with him…?

Lovino softly sighed as he stood up and washed his hands as he heard the door open. He slightly froze as he saw a young man with silver hair and crimson eyes walk in. He really hoped that he didn't hear him. Lovino knew it was one of Antonio's friends. His name was Gilbert Beilschmidt. The Italian paid him no mind though as he quickly finished washing his hand before drying them and, as quickly as he could, exited the bathroom. His heart was pounding at the thought that Gilbert may have heard him talking to himself. It wouldn't be the greatest thing in the world if Antonio had found out about his plan, even though it was becoming less of a plan than before.

The Italian sighed as he walked back to his class as he heard the bell for the next class to start. One more period before lunch and then he could relax for a bit since Antonio had planned to eat with his friends today. Lovino needed to think of a plan before Gilbert told Antonio anything, if he heard anything that is.

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"He's so cute~" Antonio chimed as he sat up on the roof eating his lunch with his two friends. One was Gilbert and the other one was a young looking man with shoulder-length, wavy blonde hair. "You've seen him before Francis~ Tell me I'm right~"

The blonde Frenchman laughed at Antonio's chipper attitude. "Oui~ He is~" Antonio smiled happily as he shyly blushed.

"Aw~ I can't believe he agreed to go out with me~" Antonio's hands were on the side of his face. The Spaniard sighed happily before looking over at Gilbert. "Hm…? Something wrong Gil…?" Francis looked over at the albino as well.

"Oui…" the Frenchman agreed. "You're unusually quiet."

"Hm…?" Gilbert looked over at the two with a slightly bored expression on his face. "I'm fine… it's nothin'."

"It doesn't seem like nothing…." Antonio commented with slight worry. "Tell us what's wrong Gil!"

"I don't have to tell ya guys everything!" Gilbert commented rather bluntly as he stood up. "I'm going to the bathroom…" he walked through the door and back into the school. Antonio and Francis looked at each other with confusion before looking back at the door that shut. Neither of them could really understand why Gilbert was acting so weird all of a sudden. The two shrugged it off and figured Gilbert was just having a bad day.

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"Lovi~" Antonio called as he ran over to the Italian and hugged him just as Lovino turned around to see who was calling him. A bright blush appeared on Lovino's face but let Antonio hug him. "Aw~ Missed you Lovi~" Antonio nuzzled his cheek against the Italian's cheek happily, making Lovino blush more.

"W-Will you s-stop?" Lovino finally asked softly as he saw people looking at them as they walked out of the school and out the gate of the school grounds. Antonio pulled away immediately before taking Lovino's hands.

"Lovi~ Will you come to my house today~? I'll make you a nice meal and then we can do our homework together~" Lovino didn't look up at the Spaniard at all as he looked down at their hands. Antonio was holding his hands, making his heart beat faster. Lovino pulled away from Antonio, staring at him as sternly as he felt he could.

"No… I'm not in the mood today Antonio…."

"Ah… O-Okay Lovi… I understand…." Antonio seemed hurt by this but it wasn't long before Antonio was back to his normal self. "Maybe tomorrow then?"

"M-Maybe…." Lovino softly replied. Antonio smiled broadly at this.

"Okay Lovi~ I'll see you tomorrow then~" Antonio pecked Lovino on the cheek before walking off with Gilbert and Francis in tow. Lovino softly sighed as he waited for his brother before the two returned home.

Once at the house, Lovino immediately went to his room and locked the door. Julius and Feliciano looked up the stairs before looking at each other worriedly. Both of them could tell that something was wrong with Lovino, but neither knew what. Julius softly sighed before walking up to Lovino's door and knocking on it.

"Lovino, is there something wrong?" he asked.

"No! Leave me alone!" Lovino's voice came from behind the door. "I don't want to talk to anyone!" Julius softly sighed once again before walking back downstairs. Lovino softly sighed as he pulled the blanket over his head, slightly shaking.

The memory of what had happened earlier that day flashed through the Italian's mind, making him bury his face into his pillow to keep from crying. He didn't like seeing those crimson eyes glaring at him. Those eyes looked as though they were ready to destroy his soul, wanting to rip it out of his body and tear it to shreds. The Italian remembered those stinging words that spilled from slightly pale lips.

Gilbert Beilschmidt. Lovino knew now that he shouldn't get the albino mad at him anymore, or it could cost him his life. Or at least his dignity. That was something he didn't want to happen. Lovino knew he needed to do something about what Gilbert told him before Antonio found out himself, but he didn't know what he could do. He could tell Antonio the truth himself, though that would probably only make the Spaniard hate him.

Lovino curled up more, tears slipping from his eyes as he continued to bury his face into the pillow. He was so confused with all of this. He didn't know what to do, but thinking about Antonio hating him made his heart clench in pain. Did he really love Antonio that much now? The two hadn't even been dating that long and now he was falling in love with him? That didn't make any sense to him. Why was that? Why was he falling in love with Antonio?

With the thought burned in his head, he slowly fell asleep. Maybe everything would become clearer if he slept. Yes. That seemed like the best option at the moment.