You marched to room 206 which was near the end of the hallway. You knew that he would help you. In fact you knew that just talking to him for a couple of minutes could brighten up your day so he defiantly was the person to go to. Once you had reached the door you confidently knocked. Nothing. You knocked again, this time a little harder, hoping that you wouldn't wake anyone up. Still nothing.

Maybe he wouldn't mind if I just go in and try to wake him up myself. You opened the door and stepped inside. The room was dark but you could just make out the bed. You began to walk towards it when you tripped on something, making you fall with a very loud thud. You heard a mattress shift before a light clicked on lighting your view.

"Damn it," you cursed under your breath as you untangled your foot from a shirt.

"Chica what are you doing here?' You heard Antonio yawn.

Once you had freed your foot you looked up but didn't have to look very far. Antonio was crouching in front of you with a small confused look on his face. He was wearing an old red soccer shirt with multiple signatures on it and brown pants.

"Well, I um, wanted. . ." You began.

"Have you been crying?" Antonio asked with wide eyes. You nodded before being pulled into his arms. You could feel your body trembling on the brink of shedding tears again. "No llores, everything's going to be alright. Do you want to talk about what happened?"

You shook your head into Antonio's chest but decided to answer anyway. "I-I had a nightmare."

"A nightmare? Oh, it's not so bad chica! It wasn't real," Antonio tried to cheer you up. "Look on the bright side, you can stay with me if you want! Your sister told me all about you nightmares and. . ."

"She told you?" You asked looking up.

"Sí lo hizo," Antonio nodded with a smile. "And I wouldn't mind if you stayed. In fact it'd be agradable to have you here, you'd keep me warm!"

"Really? So you wouldn't mind?" You asked as you began to separate from the Spaniard.

"I already said I wouldn't mind," Antonio answered. "Yo estaría encantado de ayudarle. I'd be happy to help you!"

You gave Antonio a hug, your tears fell onto his shirt. "Thank you Antonio," you smiled into his shirt. "What would I do without you?"

"I'm not sure about that," Antonio laughed, "but I know you would be strong enough to get through this even if you were by yourself."

"I don't think I would," you yawned.

"Your tired," Antonio noted and got up. He grabbed your hand and helped you up. "Maybe that's why you're not thinking things through. Come one I'll help you to bed."

You didn't protest, you were tired. Antonio led you to the bed and helped you down. As soon as you were comfortable he pulled the covers over you before joining you. You faced towards the wall and felt the bed shift. Antonio's arms found their way around your waist before they pulled you closer to him. You could feel him smile as he placed his nose at the top of your head.

"Wha. . ." You began before being shushed.

"It'll help you feel better," Antonio explained. "Well it'll make you feel more protected. Now go to sleep."

You decided to follow Antonio's instructions and closed your eyes. You stifled a yawn as you shifted in Antonio's grip. Soon enough you felt yourself drift to sleep.

You woke up the next morning when the sun hit your face. The storm had passed and now it was just sunny skies. You sat up and felt two arms fall away from your waist. You turned and saw a sleeping Antonio in all of his adorable glory. Everything was peaceful and you were about to get up when a phone started to ring.

You looked around a spotted a small touch screen phone on the bedside table. Antonio didn't stir even though the ringing was pretty loud. You decided to look to see who the caller was. The name Roma flashed on the screen as the phone vibrated around the table. You sighed and gave a weak smile deciding it was probably best to wake up Antonio.

The phone had just finished ringing when you shook the Spaniard lightly. It stayed silent for about five seconds whilst you shook the sleeping Antonio before the phone rang again.

"Antonio," you called lightly as you continued to shake him, "Lovino's trying to call you."

"Hm?" Antonio mumbled as he slowly opened his eyes. He must've noticed the ringing because he sat up and grabbed the phone. Without even looking at the caller id he answered it. "Lovino how are you?" He paused for a second and nodded. "Sure thing I'll be there, do you mind if _ comes along? . . Okay I'll see you soon. Bye, Lovino."

He hung up and turned to you. Antonio still looked a little sleepy but he had that warm smile spread across his face. "That was Lovino," Antonio informed.

"I know, I told you that," you smiled and laughed lighty.

"Oh so you did. Well he wants to meet us for breakfast down town at a café that Feil found. Do you want to come?" Antonio asked.

"Well seeing that you already asked Lovi and he actually said yes, then I will come," you nodded and stood up from the bed.

"Great! Now we'll just get changed and we'll be on our way," Antonio grinned and followed you.

"Okay, so I'll just go and get changed in my room then if that's okay?" You asked as you began to walk to the door.

"Of course, chica. I'll see you in five minutes," Antonio called as he walked to the bathroom.

You were about to walk out the door when you stopped. "Hey Antonio?" You called.

"Yes _?" Antonio asked back.

"Thanks again," you shouted before leaving the room smiling.

(Would face the same direction as the other person and snake his arms around their waist)