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a.m. - kyoya

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I watched him sleep peacefully, his pale skin illuminated perfectly in the sunlight, we didn't have much time left, he soon was going to leave, him having an arranged marriage.

It broke my heart, knowing the person I love had no choice of choosing who he was going to spend the rest of his life with.

He always told me, "You and I together for life, right?" And I would always agree, not thinking that he might have to leave me.

I fell for him, I fell for Kyoya Ootori.

It was my last day with him, it had to be at least eleven pm, and it made me sadder, knowing that he would have to get up soon and leave.

His plump lips were slightly parted, I could hear his soft breathing, my head was just lying down on his chest, tears welling up in my eyes.

I wish he could stay.

I wish he didn't have to leave me, and we could just live a normal life, no arranged marriages, no hiding, just me and him, together, being us.

But it wasn't our choice, it's not up to us, it never will be.

I felt movement under my body, I looked up at the black haired boy, I smiled, seeing his black eyes.

"Hey," I smiled at him,

"Hi."

He had to leave at twelve am, and it was quite depressing, really, we wanted each other, but we couldn't have each other, instead, he had to marry someone named Seiko.

"I'm going to miss you," I whispered, tears threatening to fall out of my eyes.

Kyoya pulled the blanket over us, a sad smile upon his face.

"I'm going to miss you, too, Y/N."

Kyoya checked his phone, a frown forming on his face.

"I've got to go," He said to me, a small tear escaped my eye.

"Please Kyoya, stay," I cried, clinging to his white shirt.

"I can't, doll, I have to do this, for my parents, it's eleven forty," Kyoya said softly, stroking my hair.

More tears ran down my face and soaked Kyoya's shirt, but it didn't seem like he cared for his shirt, he was focused on me.

"I love you, I'm in love with you, only you, Y/N don't forget that, I can't feel this for anyone else," Kyoya said to me, I felt myself slowly crumbling down, the familiar feeling of unhappiness growing inside me.

"Kyoya, please, I'm begging you to stay," I cried out once again, Kyoya shook his head, I could see the sadness in his eyes.

"Please - at least until the A.M.," I pleaded, Kyoya sighed loudly,

"'Til the A.M," He smiled, I let out a small laugh, repeating him,

"'Til the A.M."

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Was this sad? I don't know.. Heh tell me what you guys thought about it.