Enchanted To Meet You (South Italy x Reader)

There I was again tonight forcing laughter, faking smiles
Same old tired, lonely place
Walls of insincerity
Shifting eyes and vacancy vanished when I saw your face
All I can say is it was enchanting to meet you

South Italy slipped away from the Spaniard, going up to the hotels roof. Sitting on the edge, he looked down at the city below him, sparkling happily. It disgusted the Southern Italian, who looked straight below him, staring at the dark concrete below. He wondered of anyone would miss him, if he jumped, his body bursting open on impact.

‘It’s beautiful, isn’t it?’ Dark hazel eyes widened, and he looked to his left. There stood a girl, smiling as she looked down at the city, giggling as she turned to face him. He had never seen her before; for he was sure he would remember someone as beautiful as she was.

Your eyes whispered "have we met?"
Across the room your silhouette starts to make it's way to me
The playful conversation starts

‘Yea, it-a is.’ South Italy smiles, thoughts of suicide vanishing as he studied the woman next to him. She stood as tall as America, similar spectacles framing her bright (e/c) eyes, which twinkled with mirth. (H/c) hair hung in simple curled locks, going down to the small of her back. She wore a simple combination of dark jeans and a blood red shirt, the
jeans covering black sandals.

‘So, why are you all alone up here? I’d think someone like you would be surrounded by women, drinking and partying.’ She laughed, watching South Italy blush in embarrassment.

‘N-No. They-a always go after my-a brother.’ South Italy muttered, looking away from the woman. She frowned, walking over to South Italy, taking his face into her hands.

‘Now, why would anyone ignore you? I think you are perfectly lovely person.’ She smiled, kissing his cheek. South Italy blushed again, watching as she walked away, turning to call back.

‘I will see you around, yes?’ South Italy nodded, watching her leave out the door. Oh, he couldn't wait for their next encounter.

Counter all your quick remarks like passing notes in secrecy
All I can say is it was enchanting to meet you
Oh Taylor I was so enchanted to meet you too.

The next week passed far too quickly for the both, who spent every spare moment together. They would go on walks and tours, talking endlessly about anything and everything they thought of, from the best ice-cream, to what they wanted to happen in their futures. And yet, they never told each other their names, never finding a reason to, nor wanting to.

They loved the mystery, and decided to keep it alive, guessing random names, but never guessing correctly. But soon their little heaven ended, for she was gone the next day, leaving only a little note.
~Until next time, my mystery man~ South Italy smiled sadly, holding the note close to his chest.

The lingering question kept me up
2AM, who do you love?
I wondered till I'm wide awake
Now I'm pacing back and forth, wishing you were at my door
I'd open up and you would say,
Hey it was enchanting to meet you
Oh Taylor I was so enchanted to meet you too

Every night South Italy would lie in bed, wishing he could have talked to her once more before she had left. Even though they had known each other only a week, South Italy had fallen in love with his mystery girl. She made him feel unlike anyone else had before, and he wanted to hear her laugh every day; see her blinding smile, able to light up an entire room.

But as the years passed, South Italy grew depressed and unhappier, looking out everywhere he went, but never seeing her. He was immortal, while she was not, so he signed himself to the fate he would never see her again. Little did he know, she thought of him every day as well.

___ was one of America’s states, the only female, and she desperately wanted to return to Europe, to search for her sad mystery man. But she was not allowed to leave, and thinking he was a mortal, assigned herself to the same fate, her depression soon showing to her family, especially America.

This is me praying that this was the very first page
Not where the story line ends
My thoughts will echo your name until I see you again
These are the words I held back as I was leaving too soon
I was enchanted to meet you too
Please don't be in love with someone else
Please don't have somebody waiting on you
Please don't be in love with someone else
Please don't have somebody waiting on you

‘Hey, (y/n), would you like to come to the next world meeting with me?’ _____ looked up, smiling sadly, before returning to her work. A few days later they were in Italy, and she went up to her hotel room, throwing herself onto her bed. America frowned, patting the top of her head, before going to the meeting.

Halfway thru, ____ got up, heading up to the hotels roof, a sense of déjà vu hitting her in the face. It was the same hotel roof she had met her mystery man, and this brought tears to her eyes.

Please don't be in love with someone else
Please don't have somebody waiting on you
Please don't be in love with someone else
Please don't have somebody waiting on you

Looking out a window with a sigh, South Italy watched as the nearby city began to light up; much like that night he had met his mystery girl. Feeling the urge to leave, South Italy left the meeting, ignoring the shouts for him to return. Going up to the roof without hesitation, South Italy opened the door, walking towards the same ledge. Except, someone was there, and he paused, about to call out, but stopping, noticing the familiar (h/c).

This night is sparkling, don't you let it go
I'm wonderstruck, blushing all the way home
I'll spend forever wondering if you knew
This night is flawless, don't you let it go
I'm wonderstruck, dancing around all alone
Taylor I'll spend my whole life wondering if you knew
I was enchanted to meet you too

Hearing the door open, ____ turned to see, but paused, her words catching in her throat. There, standing openmouthed was her beloved mystery man. He looks the exact same way he had all those years ago, and tears welled up in her eyes. South Italy, eyes wide, stepped closer to her, ready to call out, but his words failed him. _____ ran, running straight into his arms, crying silently as he held her close, murmuring sweet nothings into her ear.

‘Y-You are still alive!’ _____ cried out, looking up at South Italy, smiling despite the tears going down her face. Nodding, South Italy smiled, before grasping her chin, lifting her head, and kissing her passionately.___ kissed back just as strong, holding her mystery man close to her.

‘Ti amo, my mystery ragazza.’ ____ smiled, knowing exactly what that meant.

‘I love you too, my mystery man.’ South Italy smiled, pulling her in for another kiss.

I was never in love with someone else
I never had somebody waiting on me
'Cause you were all of my dreams come true
And I just wish you knew
Taylor I was so in love with you.