RomanoxReader - part 11

Nyaaa - Happy New Yeah ~ *late q.q* Sorry, I wanted to upload this earlier, but after New Year's Eve I was at my aunt (do you really say that like this? xD)
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Hot water. It was running down your whole body. After that very... let's say, abnormal day, you looked forward to a hot shower. And it felt good.
After 30 minutes showering, you took a towel and twisted it round your body. Then you brushed your teeth and did things that every usual human does in a bathroom.

Then you went in your room again to put on you sleep clothes. And after you've done that, you looked in the mirror to brush your hair and made a ponytail. Yawning. You were pretty tired, because when you were at home again, you had to clean the kitchen and then you had to visit your grandma and bring her a bottle whine, because your mum had no time today. And it was Sunday. At Sunday everybody has to work. Like always. Of course.

When you opened your eyes and looked in the mirror, you had to scream. Someone was standing behind you. You put your right hand on your chest and breathed out.

"Antonio! Did you really have to affright me like this?", you asked him. Then you suddenly got shocked. "How long are you here?", you asked curious and embarrassed at the same time.
"I didn't saw you changing your clothes, if you mean that.", he answered relaxed.
"Wait, what?" You felt anger in your chest. Yeah, in your chest...

"Not so important. So, I talked with Lovino." And suddenly it was away and you got pretty curious. But you fold your arms and tried to stay cool. "Yeah, and... what did he tell you?" Your voice sounded annoyed. Because you didn't want to show how nervous you are.

"Well, after he throw five books and one lamp to me...", he pointed to his forehead which had a big band-aid on it. "Don't act like this was my fault!", you ordered.

"I talked a little with him.", he continued like you didn't said a thing.
Silence. You looked at him and waited that he continued again. Still silence. You rolled your eyes.   "And what did he said?"

He opened his eyes a little more and it seemed like you woke him up.
"Oh, yeah. Of course... ehm... what did he said again?" He rubbed the back of his head. You bristled with anger. "Sorry! Just joking. Ehm, so, first he said: Why should I tell you that? Where do you know that from?", he interrupted himself, because he had to laugh, "That's kinda funny. You said the same thing when I asked you." You glared angrily at him.

"Okay, everything's okay. So... then he looked at the ceiling, so, I guess, he thought about you. And then he got red... so, I think he likes you. But, in some way, it was dark and maybe I just imagined that. And then he throw another thing at me, which I couldn't see and went outside. So, maybe he likes you and maybe not." …Oh. Really?

You slowly breathed in. Then you smiled. "Tony?", you asked friendly. He smiled at you, too.
"Yeah?", he said. You made a short break. Then you took the pillow from the bed and went closer to him. "What are you-", he wanted to asked, but you put a finger on his lips. Then you hit him as heavily as you could with the pillow. "First you frightened the life out of me and then really dared it to say something to me I already know! And you told me everything like it isn't that bad! You... you!"

You bristled with anger again. A hand on your forehead. "O- okay. Stay calm. Everything is fine. So, you, ehm, he didn't say more?", you asked him. He looked a short moment to your bed while he was rubbing his cheek on which you hit him. "Well," he started slowly, "when I think about it, he said something like: Why should I tell you bla bla bla that I really like her." He stopped. You smiled.
"He... really said that?" You were so happy. He nodded, and that is the reason you hugged him. "More?"

"Yeah, of course. Then he said: No, I don't really like her, I love her. I really do. But I won't tell you that. She is the most beautiful girl in the whole world. I wish I could be with her my whole life." You didn't stop hugging him. Then your hugged him more heavily.
"Eh, _____? Could you? I, uh, can't breath any more." You giggled.
"Do you think that when you lie to me, I won't be so angry?", you asked him and  still didn't stop.

"______?" He sounded like he had no longer air in his lounge. Silence.

"You know, that I could throw you out of the window right now, don't you?", you said and smiled.
His eyes went wide open. "Well, you don't have to do it. I can …. " He said more, but you couldn't understand it because it sounded like... nothing.

Suddenly you stopped hugging him and he took a deep breath. "Wow, for one second I really thought, that you would really throw me out of the window.", he said relievedly. You closed your eyes and smiled. "For 10 seconds I really wanted to do that." His smile suddenly went away and he rubbed his back head again. "So, I have to go now. Because, I... don't really want to be here any longer."
"And I don't really want to have you here any longer." And you giggled.