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

Ch.21

Your pov

Heading back to my room I passed a door that was slightly ajar. Standing there for a minute I heard what sounded like faint sobs coming from inside.

Either someone is crying in there or Kyoya has some ghosts on his hands.

I knocked lightly and waited for a response.

After i heard shuffling and then the door opened a bit more to show Haruhi in her nightgown with puffy red eyes, though she seemed to be acting like nothing happened.

"Hey y/n." She greeted, her voice sounding rough and tired.

"Sorry did I wake you?" I asked testing to see if she'd tell me the truth.

"Yeah, but it's no-" I cut her off.

"Haruhi if you're going to lie at least be good at it. " She looked me dead in the eye, which she had be avoiding till this point. My expression was bored yet stern.

"Okay well what do you want me to tell you?"

"Why you were crying would be a start." A small smile came to my face to try and calm her a bit.

"They all got so mad at me before but... I didn't know what else to do I was trying to help the girls and then all of a sudden I'm the bad guy!" She said slowly getting more angry as she neared the end of her sentence.

"Well Haruhi I think you need to look at it this way" We made eye contact again, "Think they were less angry and more scared for your safety. Sometimes worry come out as anger, it's just something that happens." She looked down to the floor.

"But Kyoya's words, it felt like he blamed me for what happened to you." She said sadly.

"Yeah well you know Kyoya he was probably just worried about both of us and frustrated with the whole situation." She still didn't seem convinced and wore a sad look on her face but my will to stand there and convince her to brighten up while I was the one that got stabbed was wearing thin. 

"Look what's done is done it's time to get over it." I said as I turned to leave.

I heard the door close and knew she had returned to sitting in her room. 

I probably could have handled that better. But come on! She didn't even ask me if I was okay. Again not to be full of my self or anything but I did jump off a cliff after just being impaled to help her.

I just shook my head and let out a small tired laugh.

Suddenly there was a shooting pain through my abdomen.

"A-ANGH!" I let out a yell of pain and fell to the ground and my hand covered my mouth, trying to muffle the volume of my cries.

"Fuck sake's!" I cursed,  breathing fast and shallow.

I tried to lean my back on the wall but ended up falling on my side, it wasn't until I heard his calls for help that I noticed that Tamaki was running down the hall towards me.

"Kyoya! Guys come quick! Help!" I looked to the side slightly and saw him crouched next to me. I turned away as I felt a burning sensation rushing through me and threw up on the clean marble floor. 

"It's okay, you're gonna be okay." Tamaki assured me while rubbing my back and tying to hold me up so I don't fall in my own sick. 

After a few seconds, that felt like long painful hours, I felt myself being lifted in to someones arms and could hear the noise around me, the others asking Tamaki what happened, Honey asking what was going on and Kyoya on the phone calling for an ambulance.

I looked up to see Mori looking down at me with pity in his eyes.

"Don't, do that." I said weakly letting my head go back limp not having the effort to hold it up any more.

"Do what?" He asked softly.

"Pity me... I don't need it." and with that everything went quiet as sleep forcefully took over.

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