I really wanted to go to school today, but my mother made it very clear that if I didn't want to be resting in a hospital bed, I had to be resting in my bed. She rang up the school to tell them what happened. The girls that did this would be punished. Unfortunately, it hurts to move, so escaping my house was out of the question. I couldn't even reach my phone from my bed because it was on charge at the other side of the room and I have to stay in bed. I am sorry Kyoya, I won't be able to pick up your calls today.
Kyoya's POV
I waited for (y/n) all morning. If she keeps on doing this then I am going to stop coming in early to spend time with her. Sleep is important to me and I am giving it up for her. When everyone came in, she still hadn't shown up. I rang her, but she never picked up.
"(y/n), where are you? I hope you are alright" I said into the phone, leaving a voice mail. This is the first time I've ever been worried about someone from school for their health and well being.
Class seemed quiet today, and there was less girls. We got called into an assembly to say where they where. Not that I cared, the only girl I cared about was (y/n), and her not being here, or picking up the phone, worries me.
"If you have noticed, a few girls are not here today. I will not name the girls which did it, but these girls are not here because they have been arrested. They got charged for the assault on miss (y/n) (l/n). Miss (y/n) will not be returning to school until she is fully recovered." I didn't pay attention to what else the teacher said because I had rushed out the hall and was calling (y/n) again. When I got no response I called a car round. I guess you could say I was in a state of hysteria. This was my fault wasn't it? They did this to her because we're now a couple and we kissed. It's all my fault.
The car took me straight to (y/n)'s house and I knocked on the door. Her mother opened the door, then closed it, denying me access.
"Mum, who is it?" I heard a voice call loudly.
"No one" her mother called back. She opened the door and dragged me in, grabbing me by my school tie. "Listen to me Mr Ootori. If you ever hurt my daughter it'll be you in that position." Clearly she blames me for all this. That's okay, I blame myself aswell.
"You are not a threatening person Ms (l/n), it doesn't suit you." I removed her hand off my tie and walked up the stairs towards (y/n)'s room.
"Mum is that you?" She asked. I opened the door a little. "Mum?"
"You're not going to start calling me mummy as well are you?" I asked walking in. Her face brightened as she smiled. She sat up in her bed and held her hand out to me. I took it and sat on her bed with me. "You look like Hell."
"I felt like Hell, until you came." I bit my thumb nail when she said this. I was thinking about how this wouldn't have happened if I hadn't come here that day. It wouldn't have happened if I hadn't needed to go to school early that morning that I met (y/n). It wouldn't have happened if she hadn't interested me and made me fall for her. "Kyoya, will you stay with me all day?" She asked. I kissed her forehead.
"I'll stay here for as long as you want me here." She put her hand on my cheek and kissed me gently. It took me a few moments to kiss back. Her lips were cold and cracked, it didn't feel like (y/n) for a moment but it did at the same time.
"I love you" she said pulling away from the kiss.
"Love... That's an intriguing thing to say (y/n). I suppose I should say I love you too." I laid next to her on the bed.
I must be boring or something because I was talking to her one moment and the next she was asleep. That is okay though, she's cute when she sleeps.

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The morning romance (Kyoya x reader)
FanfictionYou always went to school an hour early, though not by choice. Due to this, you never had time to make any friends because you were always too tired. Now there's a boy who's coming in every morning early aswell. He's not much of a morning person, bu...