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Lovino's POV
Antonio arrived a few minutes later to find Lovino with his head down trying to stop his head from exploding. He sat down quietly and set the pizza down, before, going into a loud pointless apology "Sorry, they don't have pasta so pizza was the best that I could find."
"You shouldn't have bought anything for me damn bastard." Lovino complained taking a bite of pizza his head still spinning. "I can buy my own damn food."
"Not when you can hardly walk you can't. Not to mention I feel bad for making you ride that, I did not know you got dizzy this easily…" Antonio said looking down trying to hide the fact that on the inside he was happy and regretted nothing.
"That's right it is your damn fault I'm like this, bastard." He smirked when he said that before the scowl re-adorning his face, he paused with the pizza a few inches from his mouth and looked at Antonio "How the fuck is it that you aren't dizzy at all anyway?"
He regretted his question when Antonio started rambling, "Oh, well even since I was a kid I have never gotten dizzy easily, Francis and Gilbert say it's because I am too dense to get dizzy but I don't see what that has to do with anything… Anyway and I don't get dizzy from that ride because I have ridden it before, I know what to expect, that's also how I knew what to do and how to act on it." Antonio smiled proud of himself while Lovino blushed.
However the blush quickly melted into rage as he had a realization, "IF YOU KNEW WHAT THE FUCK WAS GOING TO HAPPEN WHY IN HELL DID YOU MAKE ME GET ON IT IN THE FIRST PLACE!?" The Italian was livid however on the inside he was a whirlwind of emotions, mainly confusion. 'Was that ride supposed to mean anything if he knew what it would be and what would happen or was it just him being an idiot…?' The thought swirled around his head endlessly.
"I thought it would be fun Lovi, it's normally fun when I ride with people, didn't you have fun?" He turned his head to the side quizzically nervousness washing over him.
Lovino nearly choked on his pizza at the question and he tried to find a way around it… 'Wait one god damn minute,' his brain finally caught up, 'If he has ridden it before who the fuck did he ride with?' Lovino felt an odd mix of emotions welling up in him, he decided to ignore them, including the hint of jealousy that he didn't understand the reason for. He looked at the Spaniard who wore a worried, and confused expression on his face. 'Damn it' the Italian thought 'That just makes it harder...' he shook his head and voiced his question, sidestepping Antonio's own. "Who did you ride with before then?" Antonio looked surprised at the questions and even more so at the hint of jealousy that he could swear he had detected in the Italian's voice.
Luckily for Lovino those two things helped distract Antonio from the fact his question had gone unanswered and he answered Lovino's instead. "Oh, that is an easy one, the first time I came here was with Francis and Gilbert when we were in high school. Back then this ride allowed you to sit three people to a cab, so that is exactly what we did," Lovino choked on his pizza at this sentence and Antonio had to stop and hit him on the back to dislodge it before he could continue. "Anyway Francis sat in the back, I sat in the middle and Gilbert sat in the front of the cab, it was pretty fun and only took a few tries to figure out a way to keep from being thrown all over the cab.
"After riding with those idiots how could you ever think of getting on that thing again, just thinking of how bad of an experience that would be-" Lovino shivered and looked at Antonio expectantly, ignoring the fact that there was two of him.
"It was fun and I have ridden it several times since then, some with both of them, sometimes with just one, sometimes with random strangers in line who didn't have partners, and sometimes just by myself, And now I have ridden it one time with you, and that is by far the most fun time yet!" Antonio grinned and tried to hug the Italian but he fought back pushing the Spaniard away.
'What does that mean?' Lovino wondered before deciding to speak up. "And after suffering through the two of them molesting you, you thought it was a good idea to take me on it?"
"I thought it would be fun… It was fun for me, wasn't if fun for you Lovi?" Antonio looked at him innocently looking legitimately concerned.
'Merda' the Italian thought, 'He has to know what he is saying and how it sounds…' Lovino looked at the Spaniard and had no doubt in his mind that the man was just that dense, his vision was still spinning creating several of those dazzling smiles that were just waiting on an answer…
"Ugh," he groaned and dropped his head to the table just as the others walked up.
"What happened to fratello!?" Feliciano cooed pouncing on his brother wrapping his arms around the dizzy Italian protectively.
"We rode the Scream Weaver" Antonio said motioning to the ride behind the group.
"If that's what they did, you don't want to know what happened to your brother," Francis joked looking fondly at the ride stifling a laugh.
"Ksesesesese, Good times…good times" Gilbert said with Francis nodding beside him. "But haven't you guys been off it for like ten minutes, shouldn't he be okay by now?" He poked the Italian in the side causing a low growl to escape him.
"Try that again you lose your hand" The Italian grumbled.
"He's fine," The younger Italian answered looking relieved though still slightly worried at his brother. Still he released his grip and sat on his other side before leaning in too closely and staring him in the eyes asking, "Right Fratello?"
"Shut up Feli, I'm fine," he raised his head from the table ignoring the pounding in his head and pushed him away.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
"Okay~!" Feli chirped and hugged him again before settling back into his seat and picking up a slice of pizza. Lovino returned his head to his arms before his stomach growled.
By the time Lovino went to get another piece of the pizza it was all gone, "Where the hell is the pizza?"
'We ate it," Gilbert motioned to Feli and himself causing Lovino to shake his head in anger.
"Well just fuck me then."
"Considering the ride you were just on mon cher, I would consider that Antonio's job." Francis snickered behind a piece of pizza he eyed with slight disdain.
"Fuck you," Lovino said cutting a nasty glare before tacking on "and fuck Antonio while you're at it."
"That's your job," Francis responded, "but I am sure he would not complain…" he eyed the Spaniard and Lovino could swear he saw him blush but shook it off as side-effects from the dizziness he was still suffering from. 'Why the fuck won't it go away?' his brain screamed at him before realizing he may want to respond to the question.
Lovino tried to think of an answer but ended up just stammering incoherently until he eventually settled for yelling "Uh- er- ugh, JUST FUCK IT ALL!" and slamming his head back into the table.
"That's Francis' job" Gilbert chimed in at the perfect moment a sly smirk on his face resulting in laughter from the rest of the table.
Lovino raised his head went to say 'Fuck You too' but thought better of it and feared the reply that would inevitably follow and instead responded with "Everyone just needs to shut the hell up" before slamming his head back into its now semi-permanent position in a rut he had created on the table.
Lovino felt unsteady 'Okay that last hit was definite overkill' he thought and tried to blink away the new vision impairments he had acquired. His friends continued to sit around him and chat happily and loudly about what they wanted to do for the rest of the day. It didn't take long to decide that they wanted to spend it hanging out together and settled on the water park, the only rides over fifteen feet tall that Feliciano would ride. Eventually Lovino was able to make out his name, though it sounded distant and muffled as though he were underwater. He opened his eyes and lifted his head.
That turned out to be a Big Mistake. He saw four of everything, all of which were swaying, and everything behind them was spinning very quickly. His head was throbbing and there was a pounding at his ears and temples. He felt like he was swaying and leaning forward and backward and his hands were shaking.
Lovino knew what was going on, he knew, he knew exactly how to take care of it.
'Pills, pills, pills…' was all he could think as he rummaged through his pockets as discretely as possible. He began to feel utter panic set in when he realised they weren't there, he had left them at home, he was mentally cursing himself for his decision as his problems kept getting worse. He shoved his hands in his pockets when they started shaking and stared at the table determined to make there only be one of it and have that one still with no moving background. It wasn't working. 'Pills, Pills, Pills…" his mind went haywire again incessantly demanding the absent pills.
Lovino pulled his still shaking hands out of his pockets and stared at them realisation after realisation finally dawning on him. 'What the fucking hell am I thinking? What am I doing to myself?' he stared at his hands as if they were alien to him his thoughts running wild. 'What the fuck is wrong with me? Am I that messed up? I don't need those pills, I don't want them….' he began hurriedly trying to convince himself. 'All they do is hurt, they don't make the situation better. I was okay without them, I was having fun without them. I don't need them, I don't need them, I don't need them." His brain detached itself there, ceasing to function in any way that was not directly related to a thought about the bottle in his sock drawer. 'I don't need them I don't want them, I'm okay, everything is okay…' he closed his eyes and tried to take a calming breath only for the thoughts to get worse as did his shaking hands, which were now starting to gain attention.
Feliciano looked at him startled and fear for his brother showing in his eyes "You sure you're okay fratello?" he placed one hand on Lovino's shaking arm and looked at him in the eyes.
"Y-yeah Feli, I-I'm Fi-Fine," Lovino lied and mentally cursed his stuttering and shaking hands.
"Okay…" Feli didn't seem convinced but he noticed the others were standing and looked at them.
"Quit looking at me like that," Lovino said moving his brother's hand. "Let's just go to the water park,' Lovino then thought 'some nice cold water is exactly what I need to snap myself out of this.' Lovino shakily stood up as he spoke trying to blink away the intensified symptoms, but before he could make a move to leave his legs vision began being encroached by blackness and his legs buckled before failing to support him all together.
He felt a pair of arms grab him and hold him before he could hit the concrete, the owner of said arms trying to lift and talk to him but Lovino's hearing was swimming and he could hear nothing but muffled voices. He was allowed one moment of clarity being able to make out someone yelling out "His breathing is shallow and Irregular and I can't find a pulse" before being plunged into utter blackness as it stole his last senses and finally consciousness.
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Merda (Italian): Shit
Eh shortish chapter… but at least it's two in one day! Sorry I wanted to leave you guys on a cliff hanger, (I'm mean I know). Oh well please let me know what you think with reviews, please follow and favourite too! Let me know what you think or if you see any errors or OOCness thanks!
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