The New Girl (OHSHC x reader)

6. The photos

Today the students gave you an even stranger look. They looked down at there phones, then back at me. I shrugged it off and continued down the hall. Then I felt something hit me across the face. An angry looking Hikaru stood in front of me. "What were you doing with my brother!?", he yelled, heaps of others who were in the area starred. You shrugged. "I don't know what your talking about", you were starting to get really pissed. Then he held up his phone showing a picture of you hugging Kaoru outside of your house and the words 'whore' written beneath the photo. Your eyes filled with flames, who took this picture? You persuaded Hikaru that nothing happened between you and his brother and stalked off in search of the son of a bitch that did this.

You walked around the school investigating different students as you went. Kasanoda had seen you running up and down the halls looking for the culprit. "Hey (y/n) are you ok?", he asked. You sighed and collapsed onto a wooden bench. You were exhausted and rested you head in your hands. He sat next to you and lightly rubbed your back. "Whats wrong?", he asked. You looked up at him with tears forming in your eyes, you tried hard to fight them back but they came through. "Some one took a photo of me hugging Kaoru and its going around the school", tears started to run down your cheeks. Kasanoda smiled at you. "Look (y/n) its going to be alright, just stop crying, please". You looked up at him, smiling through the tears and nodded before rushing to the bathroom to clean yourself up.

While in the bathroom the bell rang so once you looked normal again you left for class. You sat in a seat away from Kaoru and the others. He kept nervously glancing over at you, he hadn't done anything yet you blamed him the most. Half was through the period a familiar voice filled your ears, it was the red haired girl. "Did you like my picture?",she said in a mocking tone. You firmly gripped you desk, your fingernails chipped into the wood. But then she spoke again, this time with a threatening tone. "No one likes you, whore". That was it, she had pulled the last straw. You slammed you hands against your table, span around and grabbed the girl by the neck holding her against the wall. You brought your fist back and then with all your strength connected it with her face. You then let go of her, grabbed your bag and gave her one last kick in the side before exiting out of an open window. Leaving a shocked class, a yelling teacher and a girl laying on the floor crying, covered in blood.

You were sick of it, this happened every time. No one understood you and they just loved to push you around. You ran the entire way home and once inside collapsed on your bed. Neko came over and licked the tears off of your face. You lay on your bed with with your face to the side, Neko climbed onto you and sat down on you back. You cried for an hour or so before you fell asleep.

You woke up a couple of hours later and decided to play video games for the rest of the day. The next day you didn't go to school, you slept in till 9 then got the car to drop you off at the cafe. You wore your hair in a high pony tail and wore a light blue dress that hung just above your knees. All day you made coffee, baked and fake flirted with the customers. But you never gave them your number, none of them really interested you.

Host club POV

The hosts looked around for (y/n) all day but she never turned up. Hikaru saw Kaoru sitting by himself with his head resting in his hand. He sighed and looked up at Hikaru showing no emotion except disappointment. "Hey Kaoru are you ok", Hikaru asked, putting his arm around his shoulders. Kaoru shrugged, he had blamed himself for the entire thing. And he didn't chase after her either. He had began to hate himself. Stupid, stupid, stupid. That's what he though he was. Kaoru starred at an empty desk, where (y/n) used to sit, he smiled imagining her sitting there playing with her hair. She always did it and every time it made him smile, her beautiful (h/l) (h/c) hair. He sighed, where was she?

Your POV

You had been working for hours but it was soon time to close so you cleaned up, decorated a few more cakes before leaving. At home you checked your phone, you had left it at home when you went to work. You had 134 missed calls and 48 messages. Ugh why can't they just leave me alone!