~Time skip to Thursday~

I hated my brother! Why did he have to tease me? Just because I got one size bigger? I should tease him about his stupid hairdo. He tries to imitate Justin Bieber. What is wrong with Kyle and Justin BEAVER!

I lied down on the couch and turned on the TV...Jersey Shore again? I picked up the remote and started surfing the channels until the door knocked. I got up to open it.

I expected it to Italy but it was Romano. Romano was at my door! THE ONE I LOVE THE MOST! ROMANO! LOVINO!

"H-h-h-hi, L-lovino!" I stuttered. I waved my arms around like a retard and I almost made the vase on the small coffee table next to me fall but, Romano caught it in time.

I am such a KLUTS!

"Be careful." He said as he placed the vase back in it's place. No more hand gestures for me.

"S-sorry."

"You don't have to apologize." He said while rubbing his head with his hand in such and adorable,shy way. His Mafia was slipping away...

"So...can I help you?" I asked in a way to excited tone.

"Do you wanna go see a movie on Friday?" He asked me. It took a few seconds for me process what he said.

As soon as I was extremely sure that he just asked me on a date to the movies, I fainted.

...

I woke up to my dad and brother yelling at Lovino for making me "Almost DIE" In his eyes. I stood up from the couch and got the newspaper and hit Kyle on the head. Everyone was quiet as I told him,"Shut it. Stop yelling at Lovino!" I turned towards my father and told him,"He didn't do anything. it;s my fault for not eating properly today." It was a lie but, I saved Lovino's ass.

"But, that last time I sai-" But I cut my father off.

"This is Lovino. He is also a neighbor but last time you seen his younger brother, Feliciano. Remember, Dad, Lovino is the Mafia one." I said like it was the most obvious thing ever. Gawd, didn't he understand I was a fangirl?

"Alright." My father said, not wanting to see me get mad because then I would have my first locking myself in my room.

"Wait, but how old is he?" My stuoid brother decided to open his mouth to ask the stupid question.

"Uhh...how old does he look?" I asked my family. but, before they could answer Lovino spoke up,"Eighteen."

Like he could pass for that!

My father looked confused before he said,"You look twenty...three."

"Doesn't he?" My mother said.

"Let's just drop the question!" I said as I grabbed Romano's hand and stormed out of the door. Damn, could I be a brat.

"I like your feisty side." I heard Romano say. I let go of his hand to see his smirk as he opened his door to let me inside.

"Don't make me faint again." I said as I walked in.

"Did you ask her, Romano?" Italy asked from the couch in the middle of the living room.

"Yeah, I did. I even brought home a souvenir." Romano said, sitting down on the couch next to Italy.

"Pasta~?" He asked. I then came into the living room and sat right in between them. "Natasha!" Italy said as he hugged me. There was Italy for you, he got used to people fast.

"Don't make her faint!" Romano protested to his brother. He pulled Italy of of me.

"You just want her all to yourself!" Italy pouted.

"Do not!"

"Do too~!"

'Is this fighting over me?' I thought as they went on like that for what seemed like forever.

"D-Dahhhh!" I said out of panic. They both looked at me and said,"What's wrong?"

"Your gonna make me faint! Stop fighting over me! I'm only one person!" I said. I was really happy and felt like squealing from the wonderful excitement I had.

"Sorry." Italy said while looking down. I looked at Romano to see him hug me.

"She's still mine." He said as he put his face in my hair.

It, once again, took me a few seconds to process the words and action before I fainted.

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Lol =D I am LAUGHING HARD right now! I love these ideas I come up with...Oh and, WAS ANYONE OOC IN HERE? HOW DID YOU LIKE THIS CHAPTER? WAS IT A WAIST OF TIME? WHAT CAN I IMPROVE?