Disclaimer: I do not own nor did I create Ouran Host Club. sob But I wish I did.

Author's note: Thank you so much everybody who took the time to read my fic and review. I was so happy to know that most of ya'll loved it. Sorry it took sooo long to write the second chap. I'm typing this with a broken wrist so please be patient, thanks. :D

Preview: Kaoru is slowly trying to get through the first night without Hikaru, meanwhile Hikaru seems very content with Haruhi. But what will happen? Bwahahaha!!

Chapter 2: Please Leave a Message

I hate London already! I haven't been here all of five minutes and already I miss Hikaru. He must be so lonely without me, oh how I wish he could be by my side. The windows in Hunny's car are foggy, it's because it's so damn rainy. I hate the rain, I hate London, I hate my parents for doing this, I hate being away from Hikaru!

Haruhi gasped and wondered if she was dreaming. Did Hikaru really just tell her that she "took his breath away."? It had to be a dream, he was her best friend, how could he be interested in her, she's not even pretty. Haruhi's head was spinning, what is she supposed to do? Without thinking she turned her head to face Hikaru intent on asking him what he meant by what he said, but that turned out to be a mistake. Instead of asking a question, her lips captured his fir a split second before she pulled away.

"That was... I mean... it was a... but I was trying to...uggh...I'm sorry!"

That was so embarrassing! What had she done? She had to get away, in one swift movement she was off the couch and running down the hallway to the staircase that led to her room. Thank god he reached the stairs, but it was all for nothing because there he stood, slumped over her door and out of breath. His head was hanging towards the floor, his wispy red hair covering his eyes. She picked up her foot, ready to run back downstairs but she couldn't take her eyes off of her friend. He was gorgeous, the way his chest moved quickly up and down as he tried to regulate his breathing after chasing her, how his shirt opened up just enough so that she could see his perfectly toned chest. Oh how she had dreamt of this moment, but what about Kaoru? How could she betray her other best friend? How could he betray his own brother?

Very easily.

She watched as he lifted his head and looked at her, he smirked and started to slowly walk towards her.

"Do you want to run from me Haruhi?"

"Nnnn...nnn...No. I don't" it was like her voice wouldn't work, all she could muster was a whisper.

"Then don't. I've dreamt about this moment since the first time I saw you. Do you know that I'm scared?"

"Why are you scared?"

"It's actually quite simple, you're the only real friend that Kaoru and I have ever had. I do not want to lose you, but I cannot help the way I feel. I have been hiding it for much too long. I was watching you sleep downstairs, stalkerish I know, but I couldn't help it. You're so beautiful and you don't even notice."

And with that Hikaru slipped his right hand to the back of her head, and with his left hand he gripped her waist and pulled her to him. What was happening? This is all going so fast, what do I do she thought. 'Just follow your heart' she told herself.

Before he could even blink Haruhi flung her arms around him and crushed his lips beneath hers. He smelled like flowers and firewood, his hair felt like silk through her fingers. She felt the sweet heat of his mouth over hers, he was in control now. His arms felt so incredibly good around her body, his hands moving almost roughly over the outside of her this shirt. He wanted to feel more, he wanted her to want it too. He needed to know. He stopped abruptly and looked in her eyes as if to ask a question. She knew the answer before she knew the question.

"Yes..It's alright"

In a split second everything that mattered before no longer had any power over either of them.

Hikaru wasted no time in taking Haruhi's hand and leading her to his bedroom. As he turned the doorknob he felt his cellphone vibrate in his pocket. He took it out and looked at the screen as Haruhi followed him into the room, It was Kaoru. He didn't answer, he just tossed the phone in his desk drawer.

"Who was that?" she asked.

"I don't know, must've been a wrong number" he said as he covered her mouth with his and began to remove her shirt.

Note: I am so sorry this chap is soo short, and crappy. But as I said before my wrist is broken and it really hurts bad. So feel free to r&r. :D