Haruhi POV
I was sitting in an overstuffed lounge chair when I felt the change. Suddenly I craved to be in Hikaru presence. I was almost jumping in my seat in anticipation. To say now that I was fairly happy when he took a walk was a sin. How could I ever be happy that he was leaving me? I pounced on my backpack and dug through it till I found the shiny cell phone Tamaki gave me. At the time I refused it and dumped it to the bottom of my bag not wanting to accept anything that expensive from someone. Now it was my lifesaver. I scrolled though my contacts till I came upon his name. Yes. I pressed the green phone and clutched the phone to my ear as if it was the spoon on a grenade. The indecent ringing finally stopped and I was enveloped in the warm tone of his voice.
"Hikaru…" I sighed, "Come back. I miss you so much."
To say his voice sounded elated was an understatement.
"Don't worry, I'll be there soon." He murmured. Then I was met with a straight tone.
I couldn't wait. I threw my phone in my backpack, zipped it up, and sprinted out of the room.
I trampled down the grand staircases, almost running over people in the process. I dashed out the door, slowed down by the snow I ran harder. I rounded the gates and came to a complete halt. There he was. Hikaru. I ran even faster than before, and threw myself into his arms. We fell to the ice coated sidewalk. Right after checking if he was ok, I slammed my mouth to his. He pulled away and whispered something. I'm not sure exactly what it was; I was too busy getting ready to kiss him again. But it sounded a lot like, "It worked."
Sorry this is so short. I just wanted to show that the book does work. I'll try hard to get the next chapter out soon, but im just being flooded with ideas. Oh! All you twilight readers out there! I'm thinking about doing a story where Edward has amnesia, like the show Samantha Who? But like…Edward Who? Tell me what you think. It will be a really funny story. If you have ever seen the show, you'll know. Hahaha. Thanks!!