There's No Such Thing As Fiction (OHSHCxReader)

~ Chapter 6 - Meeting ~

I'm back! But you don't care about that so on with the story. (Also cuss words so like whatever.)

~Switching back to your POV~

Karin woke me up at like... really early and then informed me that I had missed breakfast again. Really I thought. Really. Breakfast sounded great but as it was already past 9, I couldn't eat anything because medication and sh*t. I honestly don't know how hospitals work. I have amnesia, remember? 

Get it? No. Amnesia is forgetfulness. Still no? Never mind.

 I decided to read some of the books that Karin had bought me. Nothing too fancy, one named The Storyteller caught my eye. I reached for it and then my door was opened once more. Karin entered with Kyoya.    

"Hi Kyo, how are you?" I saw him grimace at his nickname.

"Not too bad. And you? (N/N)?" He said through gritted teeth. I love annoying him.

"I'm fine, thank you for asking. So what brings you here?" I questioned. I had honestly wondered why he'd be visiting me. 

Oh. 

Oh no. 

Oh sh*t.

I just realised that I can't afford to stay here. That's what he's here for. I'm so f*cking screwed. I'll never ever get home.

Get home? I've never thought about getting home. I am in an alternate dimension I guess but I never, in the two days I'd been here so far wanted to leave. Strange.

"(Y/N)." Kyoya snapped me back to reality. His voice was stern and he actually said my name. Yep. I was right.

I'm

so

f*cking

screwed.

"Listen, (Y/N). It was brought to my attention that you cannot afford to stay here."

Well that's blunt.

"And so therefore treatment will have to be cut short. However, I discussed this issue with my father and he said he'd see what he could do. Which in reality is nothing."

Welp. I'm probably going to die.

 "Nevertheless, a sponsor has offered to pay for your stay..."

"Who?" I cut in.

"They wished to be left anonymous but once you are well enough to work, they would like you to pay at least half of the overall cost. Both myself and the hospital advises you to find a job, school, and home so that you may also receive healthcare insurance so if any of these problems plague you in the future your expenses are covered."

"Hey Kyo?"

"Yes (Y/N)" He sighed.

"Do you think you could help find me a job?"

"I'm sure I could find something (N/N)." He replied.

Suddenly, I heard a loud noise outside my room. A yell followed and then someone burst into my room screaming "MOMMY!"

"What is it Tamaki?"

I stifled a giggle.

Kyoya glared.

I glared back.

I turned to Tamaki.

"Who are you?" I asked him. Of course I know who is. But I have to act like I have amnesia. Again.

"I am Tamaki, king of the Host Club." He announced dramatically. "And you must be (Y/N). You're from (C/N) right. I'm from France." He began to go on a rather long tangent. "You should meet the others but watch out for those shady twins. They'll use you. Hunny is cute and Mori can protect you and my precious daug- son Haruhi can be your best friend. And I'll be your daddy-"