Halfway down the hall you heard footsteps behind you and you turned around and see......
You let out a sigh of relief.
At least you knew the bubbly Italian wouldn't hurt you....but you still felt the fear of the shear presence of another person...
You wanted to trust Italy, but every one you ever trusted broke you, you just couldn't let that happen again....
He smiled brightly and said "Ciao (y/n)! I came to check if you're okay! I heard Your little outburst! It scared me ~Veeeeeee!"
You couldn't help but giggle at his sing-song Italian voice (even if it was a serious topic).
But after that you sighed.....you pondered his question.
You finally said halfheartedly "No, Italy, I'm okay..."
He looked at you with a puzzled face and said "Why are you'a lyin' to me, bella?"
So he wasn't as stupid as he seemed...but that was just another reason not to trust him.....just like every one gave you a reason not to trust them.
You said to him "I'm sorry, Italy, now is just not a good time."
Then he laughed and said "Then let's make it a good time! We'll get some pasta!"
You burst out "NO ITALY! DO YOU HAVE TO BE SO OBLIVIUOS ALL THE TIME!??!?!?!?! I SWEAR TO GOD YOU CAN NEVER TAKE ANYTHING SERIUOSLY!!!! WHAY CAN'T YOU JUST GET IT THROUGH YOUR HEAD THAT I'M HAVING A REALLY BAD DAY??!?!?!?!?!?! JUST LEAVE ME AONE!!!!!!!!"
He was shocked. He was broken by your hateful words. He started to cry.
In sobs he said "I'm'a sorry bella! I was'a just'a tryin' to help!"
The reality of what you said hit you like a wall. Your ran to his side and put your arms around him.
You hushed him and said "I'm sorry Italy. I didn't mean it. It's just that..... no one ever treats me right, and I wanted to defend myself in case you started to pick on me too, just like everybody else....I don't believe you would, but I have a hard time trusting people, because everyone I've ever decided to trust has broken me down. I just wanted to get away from it all...I'm sorry Feli."
He slowed his crying. Almost stopped. Then something happened you never would have expected.
He grabbed your face and quickly pressed his lips against your in a sweet and gentle kiss. You simply melted.
He pulled away and looked into your (e/c) eyes. His Amber eyes were just as beautiful as your (e/c) ones.
He smiled and said "I love you bella, you can always trust me, no matter what."
You smiled and hugged him close.
You whispered "I love you too Feli, and thank you, for everything....."
From then on, whenever someone would pick on you, Italy would call Romano or Germany over and tell them that the bully was scaring him, and the two of you would watch and laugh as either Romano or Germany beat up the bully.
An in the end you did learn to trust.
You trusted your sweet boyfriend, Italy.