LisafterBB

ITALY POV Italy stood beside the window overlooking his garden. The day was bright and cheerful. Flowers bloomed and birds sang in the trees. Puffy white clouds dotted the sky. Everything was bright and green and full of light. Italy threw the curtain back in disgust, casting the room into darkness once again. Light and peace, that was the moral of so many that he had destroyed. He had bathed that moral countless times in blood. Darkness and Chaos, Blood and Evil. Those were his morals. He had never hesitated to hurt anyone who disobeyed him. So why did he stop when you flinched away from him? He was perfectly used to it by now. He shouldn

 "Oh- Oh my god!~.." He stopped walking, freezing in place, stopping right by the closed acustical doors that led to the dinning room. Could that have been a..? No, no, no. If you needed something like that you would have came to him.. right? "(Y- (Y/n).." His blood boiled and his face flushed with anger. He knew that voice, knew it all to well. How dare that damn American! How dare you! He couldn't believe it, he had to just be imagining things. But it sounded so real, so close! Right behind those doors.. "So- so.. close, Alfie!" He rushed over to the door, putting his hands on it. His fore head leaned against it, he shook as his hand

It was a week before the talent show, you still had no idea what song you were going to sing. So, for inspiration, you invited your friend Lovino (with his angelic voice) to watch Pitch Perfect. "How is this supposed to help us?" Lovino asked. "We're going to sing, right?" "Si." "This is inspiration." you said, smiling at the tv screen. "Oh, yeah. Musical." You playfully popped the side of his head with your palm,"Doy." Lovino smiled, the two of you continuing to watch the movie, your head resting on his shoulder. To tell the truth, you had a major crush on him. He's been your best friend since forever, along with his brother Feliciano