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Italy's POV:

I rub my eyes after waking up from a long siesta. The hospital doesn't allow visitors till 8:00 am and it was still only 5:00 am. I usually never wake up this early, but I'm so excited to see England I couldn't wait. Last night when I saw him he seemed to be so happy, relieved of all his usual stress that had been building up over the last millennia. My heart had skipped a beat when I saw that smile on his face, and it definitely suits him way better than the normal tense frown he had always worn. Twiddling with my fingers I find a blush forming on my face as I think of him, and I wonder why these feelings were just starting to surface.

I've known England since the beginning so why now out of all times am I starting to develop feelings for him, was it because of the way he looked at me like I was the best thing he had seen before or was it because for once he didn't look at me like I was a bother? He never said to my face that I was annoying him, but I could tell that he would tire of me easily. I know I can get annoying I annoy myself sometimes too, but I always wanted to see for once that it wasn't the case with someone to look at me. To not look at me as though they couldn't care less if I was there with them or not.

I should be used to it by now, but I just can't help but long for that fated person that would see past my flaws and take me for who I really am. The only thing is that...that would be wrong of me to do, wouldn't it? To try to form a relationship with a person that just lost their memories? he will just think I was using him once he gets the memories back. But I just can't help but feel a flutter in my heart at the memory of England. He has always been strong, serious, and at times funny. I try to get him out of my head, but it seems the only thing I can think of is memories of him. Why couldn't I have developed feelings for him when he had memories? Oh yeah, because he would have never loved me back.

That should only prove even more that this is not a good idea to act upon. But I mean...I waited for centuries for one of my crushes to finally love me back and they never did. I should be able to last a lifetime with England, right? Life is unfair, but it can't be that unfair, can it? Sighing I look at the time again to see that only an hour had passed. I couldn't help but wonder how the rest of the FACE family was dealing with all of this. It hit us all pretty hard. We hadn't known that a country could even lose his memory much less one that has been here as long as most of us. A car accident. Out of all things that could cause such a fatal downfall for the country, a car accident is the one that finally gets him.

The irony of all the situations that could've been 10 times more dangerous and more fatal make the whole accident kind of hilarious. I mean one of the strongest countries taken out by a truck, out of all things. It just made it all also 10 times more devastating, it had me thinking...If a car can make a country lose their memories, then a simple accident we never would've thought anything of could do more damage to us then we had originally thought. It's terrifying that after all these years of being on this Earth we had never known of this important piece of information that will change everything we thought we knew about our immortality.

Getting out of the bed I make my way to my bathroom to wash my face, I look in the mirror to see my exhausting and terrifying face. I didn't get much sleep last night, so I guess the dark circles and dull looking eyes were to tell the world of my story as well. Sighing I splash some warm water on my face, and then grab the towel to dry my soaking wet face off. I comb through my hair getting out every tangle not leaving one behind to erase the work I had done to get it neat looking. I walk to my closet grabbing one of my best shirts and pants, putting them on I make my way to the front door. Smiling I grab my gloves I head off to the hospital to keep my promise I made to England.