After that day, you couldn't for the life of you get him out of you're head. Maybe it was the hair...the attractive eyes...or his less sugar coated personality. Whatever it was, you needed it. You needed him.
But you where so rude that day, but so was he. Out of no where you're phone began to ring. "Ciao~ bella~" the Italian's voice called to you over the phone, sadly it wasn't the Italian you. Wan- needed to talk to. "Hallo feli what's up?" You responded casually. "Just-a hanging around. Hey-a Bella do you-a want to come over to watch an Italian horror~?" You jumped at the offer. "O-Of Course fe-feli!" You tried to sound calm...there was your chance, maybe there was a chance, a chance Romano was with him.

~time skip~
You knocked on the door, anxiously waiting for a answer. Then...a familiar grumpy voice called back in response. "It's-a open." You beamed at the thought. "Oh- oh gosh it's Romano! He's really here!" Thinking to yourself then you got pulled into reality. "HELLO! Are you going to stand there like an idiots! Get inside!"