The world doesn't have to think you are beautiful, but you do.
“ Why does everyone call me ugly? I mean, I don’t see anything wrong with my body. “ I told myself as I look at my body at the mirror. I pouted at my figure and grabbed all my tummy fatness and looked at the mirror again. “ Am I really fat and ugly? “ I asked myself.
“ Your so ugly! “ Yelled a girl. “ You should go die in hell! “ “ You shouldn’t even live, your so fat! “ Yelled another girl. You looked at those girls and pouted in disgust. You turned your head away and walked away slowly, then ran.
Tears fell from the corner of your eye, then flew mid-air. You flailed your arms in the air and ran past a boy. The boy looked to his side, then saw a tear shed from your eye. He trailed his eyes at you as you continue to run.
Second by second, he saw your body get smaller, he wanted to follow but he had to work. As you disappear, he pouted in disappointment. He sighed in frustration, wondering why you were so sad or angered about something.
As the time went by he couldn’t stand it, he shook his head. This man wanted to know why, and his name was Lovino Vargas. ( I like to call him Lovino. ) No matter what, he was going to help you. “ Oui Antonio! I-a, gotta, go meet-a some friends! “ He yelled in his Italian accent.
Antonio just smiled and nodded. “ Si! “
Lovino placed the boxes of tomatos down on the ground gently and grabbed two. One for you, and one for himself. As he ran towards the direction where you went he found you sitting on a bench, alone, sobbing.
Lovino closely sneaked up on you.
You sniffled and clenched your fist, wiping off the tears. You bit your lower lip and cried even more. “ Why d-does every-yone t-think I-i’m ugly? “ You asked yourself. As the Italian closely listened to you, he opened his mouth but gaped. “ I-I didn’t do anything t-to them... I-I did nothing! “ You exclaimed.
“ What’s their problem?! “ The Italian looked at you with concern and said, “ They worry too much ragazza. All they care are themselves. “ You yelped and turned around to see a boy with green eyes and a curl. “ W-Who are you!? “ You yelled. “ L-Lovino Vargas. “ He answered. “ W-why are you here?! “
“ First of all, I saw you earlier crying, and I wanted to find out if you were ok. Second, I brought us tomatos. One for you, one for me. Happy ragazza? I hate answering questions, so just move on and tell me why you’re sad. “ Lovino stated.
You looked at him and glared. “ First, you do not talk to a girl like that and second, it’s not that easy, Lo-Vi-No Var-Gas. “ You teased.
The Italian looked at you and face palmed. “ OK whatever bella, just tell me the damn reason why you’re sad! “ He yelled. You looked at his eyes for a while and gave up. “ Fine.. Some girls earlier said I was fat and ugly. And now, I think I’m fat and ugly... “ You told him.
Lovino smiled at you and patted your back. “ Bella, look at me. “ He stated. You raised your head in shame and looked at him, directly. “ I think you’re the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. With those bright (e/c), and your shiny (h/c), they all make you a beautiful girl. You shouldn’t doubt yourself ____. Sei beillissima bela. “
You looked at him with weary eyes, “ But, how Lovino? “ You asked, on the verge of tears. Lovino smiled and caressed your cheek, he leaned and placed a kiss on your forehead and said, “ Ti Amo Bela. Call me. “ He said as he stood up and left you a note with a tomato.
You looked at the note and saw a phone number. Lovino Vargas 634-7353 ( DO NOT call that number. I just randomly typed it. ).
-Flash Le End~-
You blinked and shook your head, bringing yourself back to reality. You walked away from the mirror and looked for the paper Lovino gave you. You searched the drawers and found the paper, then you took out your phone and looked at the number again. Number to phone, phone to number, and back again.
You sighed and placed the phone down. Then words ringed in your ear, “ Ti Amo Bela. Call me. “ You looked back at your phone and shrugged. You typed the number and waited. “ Hello? “ Said an Italian voice.
“ Uhm, hello? Is this Lovino? “ You asked. “ Si? And this is? “ He asked. “ Uhm... ___? “ You told. Lovino smiled and asked, “ So how’s my Bela doing? Does she think she’s beautiful? “ You smiled at his words and said, “ Si. “
Lovino chuckled, “ Glad you’re happy, cause, I wouldn’t do this if you didn’t. Look out the window. “ You nodded and looked out the window, to find Lovino on his knee holding a ring and yelling out loud. “ ___? Will you be my girlfriend? “ He asked. You smiled at him and ran downstairs to hug him. You opened the door without hesitant and hugged Lovino tightly. Slightly suffocating him, “ Oh Lovino! Yes! Yes! “ You yelled.
Lovino patted your back and kissed your cheek. “ I’m glad ragazza, because you’re my angel. “
Well, who knew it turned out great, and guess what, love at first sight!
Well I made a fluffy one, well not all depressed stories have to make the reader already depressed, sometimes you just gotta make a fluffy story to cheer the readers up from the previous ones. XD Anyway, I thought I should make a depressed reader before she got in depression. So this is like a story where a person saves another person from becoming depressed and all that stuff. So yeah! Hoped you liked it! Will start a Romano one tomorrow!
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