The Princess and The Host Club

Chapter 11

I woke up to someone shaking my shoulder. I turn over to face them and jumped back, frightened. Once I registered who it was,I calmed down. It was Mori. Wait. When did they get back? They left didn't they? Oh well. I sat up and rubbed the sleep out of my eyes.
I rolled out of bed and took a shower and got dressed. I left my room and went downstairs to the dining room for breakfast. When I enter the dining room, I see something that will make me very irritated. Especially in the morning. What is that, you might ask? Well its the host club. Eating breakfast.
I took a seat next to Haruhi and across from Kyoya. As I eat, I notice that he looks like he is waiting for something. I finished my bite and set down my fork.
"What do you need Kyoya?" I asked. He smirled.
"I want access to your file." He replies bluntly. Everyone quiets down to listen to our conversation.
"Your not getting it." I say. He scoffs.
"Really? Why not?" He asks in a mocking tone. I ball my hands into fists under the table. It's very easy to make me pissed in the mornings. Especially when I'm mocked.
"Because it's got nothing to do with you. Now I will tell you this once, stay out of my personal life." I reply, returning to my food.
"But I'm apart of it now. I might as well be able to see your file." He said.
"I'd rather you stay out of it." I mumble to myself.
"What was that?" Kyoya asks mockingly. I grip my hands tighter. Haruhi obviously notices.
"Kyoya, why don't you just leave her alone. It's too early for it anyways." Haruhi said.
"But I just want to know more about our friend-" I cut him off by banging my hands on the table, startling everyone. Even Kyoya.
"You want to look at my file, fine. Just leave me the hell alone and you are sworn to secrecy. If word gers out about me, your dead." I inform. He had a mixture of amusement and fear on his face. I grab my laptop and pull up my file. Once it's up, I hand the computer to him and he reads it. No one dares to go and sneak a peak because of my outburst.
I watch intently as Kyoya's face goes from curiosity to horror. Once he's done, he looks up and hands me my computer back.
"That's why you hide your past?" He asks, obviously shaken up. I nod.
"Curiosity killed the cat. You wanted to know. But you can't tell anyone about it. Not a word." He nods we continue eating in silent.

Sorry it's short but I have been having writers block. Hope you like it! Love you!