The Punk {ouran high school host club x reader} RE-WRITE NEW ACCOUNT

Ch.6

your pov

Tamaki and I were on our way to the host club, coming round the corner we saw a group of girls heading that way too. Tamaki started to freak out. "Oh no we're late!" And started to run to the renowned music room where as I just kept at my normal walk. 

Today has been.... eventful. I hope everyday doesn't leave me this tired, but I feel like if I stick with this group there is little chance of getting much rest from these kinds of school days. I let out a small smile. At lest I don't have to worry about being a host, I'll just hang around.

My phone buzzed. It was a message from Boss.

Boss: Thursday 7pm.

That must be the fight date. I put my phone away and continued walking. 

When I reached the door I walked in to the scent of tea and sweet treats. I could hear the laughter of honey from the other side of the room and then girls gushing over the twins so called 'brotherly love' act that I was told so much a bout in music.

In the corner o my eye I could see Haruhi making her way to me. I turned to her with a smile. "Afternoon  y/n." She greeted.

"Hey Haruhi." I greeted back less formally. 

"Kyoya is waiting for you." She informed me.

"Well that's not creepy at all." I said with a grin rolling my eyes as I walked off to where Kyoya was sat with his guests.

I was stopped in my path by a small group of girls. "Hello y/n!" They all said in unison. A bead of sweat dropped down my face, being caught of guard but composed my self. they didn't seem to notice.

"Hello to you too ladies."

"y/n would it be okay if we requested you?" A girl asked 

"Yes you seem to be quite interesting." Another added.

"We would love to get to know you better." The last girl asked. All the girls bombarded me with little comments about tea and music and dances. 

"sorry girls, I'm flattered, bu-" As I was going to explain I wasn't a host, and that  could have tea with them another time outside of the club, I was cut off by somebody stood behind me with a hand placed firmly on my shoulder.

"Of course ladies y/n would be more than happy to have your company. However he wont be taking guests until next time the club meets but feel free to make reservations." I turned to see, of course, Kyoya, the dark prince him self wearing a proud smirk on his face as his eyes met mine. 

What are you playing at Ootori? 

Just as I was about to shut down the whole idea the girls walk off talking about how excited they are. "Thank you ladies." he said as the over whelmed girls left to sit at a small table.

I turned to Kyoya and pulled him out of the room.

"What the fuck Ootori?! I'm not one of your host puppets! I'm not here to serve and entertain girls!" I seethed getting angry at the male and making him back up to the wall but still wearing that fucking smug smile.

"Oh really? So you don't want the pay I was going to offer you? Oh what a shame." I looked at him confused as he paused and his eyes sharpened. A darker aura seemed to come over him as he continued."I thought you of all people could benefit from the offer." He said slyly. The tone in his voice only made me angrier and ball my hands in to fists.