So here we can see things intensify a little bit more. We also see a little bit into Tamaki's side of the story. I have an inspiration for the next week or so, and hopefully can add more chapters soon! Probably another update tonight!
~Lost4now
Tamaki looks over at me and nods. Between us on the coffee table lie my notebook and a cell phone on speaker, currently ringing Amaya.
Brrriiiiiiinnngggggg…..
It rings.
Brrriiiiinnnngggggg…
Brrriiiinnnngggggg….
Brrriiiinnnngggggg….
It rings. Then it stops. The phone sounds like someone is picking up. A girl gasps and drops the phone. The line dies.
"No…no…no no no NO NO!" I pound my fist on the table and grab my notebook. Tamaki looks alarmed and makes a motion to stand up with me, but I'm already bolting out of the door. I run outside and sprint all the way to the school. In the heart of the rose garden I stay there for a long time. It's already dark out and hardly a bird is chirping. It's the beginning of spring, and there is only a week left in school. And I'm afraid I'll crack.
I clutch my notebook in my hands and retake up the task of scribbling and writing furiously in its old, fragile pages. Drawings, notes, thoughts, feelings… All come pouring out of me and into the roughened binding. Getting it out feels good…..
Tamaki's PoV
He left his cell phone at my house.
As soon as he leaves, the phone rings. It's Amaya, calling for him. I let it ring and don't answer, feeling as though it would be wrong to talk to her for him. I wouldn't be the right one to speak with her anyhow. There is a short message on his voicemail that she leaves. Hardly a message, really. Only a choke and sob and then a dead line again. I'll give him the phone on Monday, at school.
I sigh and take the phone with me to my room. The thought of today is running through my mind. The school year is almost over and next week we'll have the end of the year festivities. My grandmother will be coming to see what we have accomplished…
A shiver runs down my spine at the thought of her.
I shake my head and go back to the end of the year. Kyoya will likely need my help chasing after Amaya. Naturally he won't come straight out and ask me, that's how he is, but I'll help him either way. He can find and realize his love. But then, about mine…
I know it probably won't work. I know she doesn't feel the same way about me as I do about her… A tear rolls down my cheek as I think of Haruhi leaving me once her debt is paid. I need her to stay…I need her with me…
That's it. I'll ask her at the end of the year festivities! When the others are changing clothes I can take her aside and…and…kiss her cheek…tell her how I feel… I blush as I imagine this taking place. Laying on my bed, I fall asleep with a smile on my face and the image of Haruhi in my grasp…
