I am so sorry! I DIDN'T UPDATE AT ALL YESTERDAY! I AM SO ASHAMED OF MYSELF! But, anyways, sleepover y'know...I had to! Right now I'[m in my mother's car driving to go see my aunt so this shouldn't be updated until like...tonight?
But okay then...here it comes! The moment of truth!
"Natasha! That nice Italian boy is here!" My mother called me. I was on my bed, sulking. I dragged myself off of my ass and walked down to the living room. And there standing in my doorway was the last person I wanted to see, Romano.
"Hey, what do you want?" I scowled at him.
He looked up at me with a blank face. In his eyes I could see melancholy (sadness), hurt, and regret? "Why did you say no?" He asked me.
"You feel lust, not love." I started. "I feel love, you don't. Isn't that right?" I was being unlike myself. I didn't feel right saying this.
"No. I love you." He looked me in the eye. I couldn't read them. I could tell that my face was blank but, my eyes must've had softness to them. Love.
"Prove it." I said as I tried to avoid his gaze.
I seen him walk a few steps towards me. I felt his hand under my chin. He made me face him. "Look at me."
I looked up and stared into his light brown eyes. I couldn't read them, blank. He took his hand away from under my chin and he picked me up and threw me over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.
"H-hey! What are you doing?" I yelled as I flailed my arms around.
"You'll see." He said. And he started walking to god knows where.
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(Please don't think wrong...I'm not gunna put a lemon in this chapter...I will in a later chapter.)
"Where are we? I think the blood is rushing to me head, ." I said. I was annoyed. All I did was ask him to prove to me that he loves me, not drag my ass around town.
I was then let down. We were on a beach. The one he drove by last week when he picked me up from school. It was beautiful, the sun was setting and the only two here were the both of us. It was a sanctuary just for us.
"You love the beach. You love to dig for seashells but, you love to put them back so other people can find them too. You love to run barefoot through the sand and you love to help the baby sea turtles from the seagulls. You love to watch the sunset, especially with someone. And especially if that someone is a guy who you love, like me."
I stared at him in disbelief. He actually remembered all of that. I smiled a very unnoticeable smile.
"Watch the sunset with me. Be mine." He said as he extended his hand out for me to take. This was it. My decision.
I looked at his smiling face. He had a small pink blush and his cheeks were slightly puffed out. He seemed like he wasn't lying. I knew he wasn't. He loved me.
I laughed. I put my hands over my stomach and slightly bent over, I was laughing so hard.
"Why are you laughing, dammit?" Romano said. He didn't put his hand down but, he seemed slightly mad.
I stood up straight and wiped a tear. I took my sandals off (good thing I wore some today.) and took his hand. We sat down on the sand.
It seemed kinda corny. It seemed like a dream. It was like one of my romance novels. It was too good to be true. It.
It was love.
After a while I put my head on his shoulder and said,"Sorry. I shouldn't have said no."
I could tell he was smiling as his hand brushed though my hair and he said,"It's alright. Let's start the questions over again."
He took my chin again and made me face him. He had a soft and warm smile on his face. "Natasha, vuoi uscire con me?" (Natasha, will you go out with me?)
I smiled. He said it in Italian. This was better, much better. And I knew my answer this time.
"Naturalmente lo farò, Lovino." (Of course I will, Lovino.)
And it was sealed with a kiss.
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Wow! That was corny! But, don't worry! It's not over! There is still much more to write! We still need to now what her family will think. What Italy and Spain will think. How it will work out. And most importantly...if they do it! Yes, by it I mean sex. I can write a pretty mean ass lemon!
But yes, this is the final pairing. Okay then...I'll write the next chapter ASAP.