Cheater!Spain x Reader x Romano- Happy Endings

Lovino and (Name) were best friends since Year 1 / 2nd Grade. The tsundere, Italian boy with dark auburn hair and an odd curl sticking out, had always had a slight crush on the cute (light/pale/tan/dark) skinned (ethnicity) girl, from her soft (h/c) to her bright (e/c). Although they were nearly complete opposites, Lovino being the Italian, cussing and hard-shelled boy he always was, and (Name) being the happy and soft girl she's used to being, they still somehow got along.
But in High School, Lovino's heart shattered when he learned that (Name) was asked out by that Spanish bastard of a player. And (Name) actually went out with the cheating, no good Spaniard, that went by the name Antonio Fernández Carriedo

Lovino, heartbroken and desperate, had to find a way to prove to the (descriptive word describing your hair color, like 'raven' for black, 'chocolate' for brown, 'golden' for blonde, etc.) (h/c) haired girl that Antonio was nothing but a cheater. But somehow, every time the Italian boy almost caught a piece of evidence on tape, on record, or as a photo, he somehow managed to clean it all up in a matter of moments.
No matter how much Lovino tried, he couldn't convince (Name) to believe that her boyfriend was cheating on another girl. Antonio's lies seemed as if they were nothing but the truth, and he said it in such a convincing and soothing way, had not Lovino known the man previously, he also possibly would have thought (Name) could be happier with him.
But now?
The hot-tempered boy would have to find a way to somehow break it to his long-time friend that her boyfriend was nothing but a dirty, rotten cheater. And he'd have to watch as her poor little heart shattered into pieces in pure betrayal, no matter what.
But it would be better to have a friend there to comfort you after receiving such a horrible news, would it not? 
Hence Lovino's constant perseverance. 
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He finally did it.
He finally got all the evidence needed to prove that the selfish Spanish male was cheating on the beautiful angel.
But did he really want to break her heart now?
She seemed so happy with Antonio, that it made him think whether she ever even liked him back as he himself did.
In fact, (Name) might even hate him for telling her that Antonio was nothing but a player.
But deep inside his heart, Lovino knew that if he didn't tell her now, (Name) would have to deal with all the pain, sorrow, and misery on her own when she herself would later discover that she 'wasn't good enough' for her 'boyfriend'.
Taking a deep breath, he got out of his parked car in your driveway, and walked up to the front door. Going up the steps, he then knocked on your door.
Lovino didn't have to wait even a minute before you yelled a 'I'm coming!' and ran up to open the door.
Your face brightened up a bit when you noticed whom it was. "Oh, hi Lovi!" You smiled brightly at him, not having a clue to what he was hiding behind his hands and the news he was about to bring to you.
"H-Hey, (Name)-a, can we please talk in you're-a home? In private, please..." Lovino stuttered, accent present.
"Oh, of course, is there something bothering you? Here, come inside." You then moved aside for him to walk through the door. 
Shutting the door behind him, you then motioned for him to sit down on the couch/chairs in your living room. 
Both taking a seat, Lovino finally showed what was behind his back when he was at your doorway.
Taking another deep breath and then letting it out, the auburned hair male started, "Well, (Name), I hate-a to say this, but Antonio is cheating on you. And I have-a the evidence. Here..." He spoke, handing over the items toward you.
"I..... What... What is this?"
"You see, here is a receipt, for example." Lovino looked extremely depressed while stating so, but continued on anyhow. "It's a receipt for a fancy dinner, that Antonio, as you can see-a below near the signature, paid for at 8 PM last week's Monday. The store owner told me he did indeed see Antonio with another girl that day-a, and not you."
You gasped, eyes widening from shock.
Hesitant, you pointed with your finger over to the next item. "A-a-and this...?" Your voice barely audible, half afraid to ask. 
"This... It's a screenshot from Antonio's phone. This-a is his number, right?" He motioned toward the number on the piece of paper that was printed on, looking as if a screenshot from an iPhone or other smartphone of sorts. 
You nodded slowly.
"I managed to get-a the (damned) Phone from him for a while without him noticing-a, and printed out a screenshot of a text message-a. I... Would you like me to read it for you, or would you like it if you simply read it yourself-a?"
"I'll read it myself... Th-thank you..." Taking the paper, you read, 
"-Sent from Antonio F. Carriedo at 12 PM, (Date) to (Random Bitch's Name)
Hola Chica!
How are you doing? 
I made some reservations at (Diner) for 7 PM, care to join me, mi hermosa niña?
I'll promise to make sure (Name) doesn't know, don't worry!
Hope to see you there, ¡Adiós!
-Antonio"
Cupping your mouth out of shock, you shook your head.
"No, no no no no... Please no.. Please tell me this is all a joke, please, no, no, no..... Why..."
"I'm sorry, bella, but.... I-"
"What about the last one you have there..."
"Ah, this-a one? Here, just listen..."
Pressing play on the small recording device, you listened closely, hoping that he would say this was all some kind of joke, prank, maybe it was some kind of holiday to prank the ones you love, but inside your heart, you knew it would not be so.
"Hola, mi Chica, (Bitch's name)! How is my beautiful girl doing?"
You then heard (Bitch's name)'s voice. "Ah, wonderful, Antonio~" The whore practically purred.
"Lo siento for last night, for leaving early right before our 'fun', that other girl, (Name), was it? Ah, she called and wanted me back, and all my best excuses were used up already, so in order to avoid being found out, I had to go... But that doesn't mean we can't have some fun tonight, hmm? I-"
Not wanting to listen to any more of this, you asked quietly, "L-Lovino, can you please pause the recording...?"
After he had done so, you just couldn't take it anymore.
Bursting into tears, you hugged Lovino and cried into his shirt. Lovino, not wanting to see you hurt and alone, hugged you back, wrapping his arms around your body. 
"I.... I'm so sorry for-a having to break this to you, bella. Spain is nothing but an idiota, bastardo for doing this to someone as amazing as you. I couldn't stand-a watching him hurt you behind-a your back any longer. Mi dispiace, (Name)..."
In between tears, you hiccuped a quiet "L-Lovi..."
"What is it-a, (Name)?" 
"T-Thank you *hic* for telling me- *hich*, is it too late to say that I... *hic* love you...?"
The Italian smiled at this, finally feeling his heart starting to pick up the pieces and mend itself together already.
"No, of course not, idiota, I love you too, and have been wanting to tell-a you for a long time. It broke-a my heart when you started dating that Spanish bastardo..." He said as he leaned down to let his face be buried into your silky, soft, (h/c) hair.
Nuzzling each other until your tears and hiccups became quieter and quieter, when they finally stopped, you looked up at Lovino, cheeks flushed a soft red..
"Thank you..." You muttered as you leaned in to kiss him.
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'Happy endings do exist in real life, not just in fairy tales. Everyone will someday find their fairy tale, and although not all will live their fairy tale in this life, some will forever frolic in pastures of daisies, in a land where the butterflies never die, living a pure happiness they never felt in the real world. In a place where they can forever dream of a place they always wanted in their hearts.'
-Anonymous