Maybe I need some rehab
Or maybe just need some sleep
I got a sick obsession
I'm seeing it in my dreams
I'm looking down every alley
I'm making those desperate calls
I'm staying up all night hoping hitting my head against the wall

italy was late for training .. again ..

he kept on getting distracted as he ran to get to germany's house to make it up on time. he decided to give up on making it and headed home to call germany . once home he pasted romanos room which was wide open for him to see that spain and him were cuddling. " hey!!! dont a touch my a curl!!" lovi shouted which made italy laugh as he walked to the living room.

he grabbed the phone and started to dial his phone number as his heart began to pound. what was he going to tell germany? that he got sick and couldnt make it? no that will make germany worried and come over. " zello? " germany answered . italy started to studder " h-hey u-uh g-germany i-i a cant a make i-it to a training t-today" " oh uh okay is everything alright ? " germany asked concerned " y-yes i-i mean no! lovi is stick today so ahh.. " italy replied quickly lieing and hanged up..

Why was it so hard to be near him? He thought to himself.
It used be easy for Italy to be around him but why now??