Labyrinth of Emotion (Ouran High School Host Club fanfic)

Chapter 44: Thoughts

It's 6:40 am on a Sunday morning.

I need to sleep.

I love y'all ❤

Be rad.

And have a lovely day (or night).

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Odia's POV:

"Odia, are you okay?" Kenji's voice was right next to my ear as I flinched.

"I'm fine." I lied, "It's been two weeks. If I'm not over it by now, what does that make me?"

"Human." Kenji pointed out as I scoffed.

"That's funny coming from you." I snapped bitterly, "Quit acting like you care, oppa, it's unlike you." My voice was cracking.

He put his hand on my back causing me to flinch, "I know you're not okay." I was stiff as his hand remained, "So tell me the truth."

"All I can feel is the burn on my stomach, I'm scared to leave my room, my-" My voice broke off as I choked back a sob, "My brother ditched me, I have to go to a therapist, but all I want is-" I lost all composure as I felt arms wrap around me and began sobbing.

"It's okay now." Kenji soothed as I cried in his arms.

Kenji: my first crush, one of the few I let hug me, and a

Complete.

And utter.

Asshole.

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"Hello, I don't think we've had the chance to meet." Kyoya stood in next to me as he forcibly shook Kenji's hand, "I'm Kyoya Ootori."

I widened my eyes at the perfectly timed Kyoya saving the day.

"And I'm this beauty's future husband." Kemji smirked.

I regained my composure, "Guys, this is Kenji Nagasaki, King of The Vipers gang." I stated as they let go of eachother's hand.

"Are you marrying him?" Honey asked as I stood still.

"I better not be." I seethed, "Okay, how about us three have a chat outside?" I spoke as I pushed the glaring boys outside the music room.

"Aw, don't talk like that, Ara, you used to want to marry me." Kenji pointed out.

"You did?" Kyoya asled as I shot him a glare.

"Used to." I stated flatly, "You're a selfish guy, Kenji, I seem to only be attracted to selfish guys, and you are the worst." I gave a side glance to Kyoya. I had to snap myself out of my first crush nostalgia, because he's almost exactly like Kyoya.

"Don't be so mean." He feigned hurt as I scoffed, "You should be sad. I won't be able to see my beautiful future wife for a month. Oh how I'll miss your ever so lovely smile while I'm away." He reached out to kiss my hand, but it was shockingly entertwined with another hand.

Kyoya's hand.

What the hell?!

"May I ask who you are to my fianceè?" Kenji kept his voice as smooth and condescending as possible with a smirk plastered oh his face.

"I'm her boyfriend." I nearly choked on air at Kyoya's words.

"Boyfriend?" Kenji scoffed.

What even is this day?