A/N- Hey this chapter was really fun to write for some reason.
Chapter 14- Thoughts
As Haruhi walked down the empty halls to the waiting room, she thought about what she'd have to deal with when she got there…
In Haruhi's mind
She walked into the open area of the waiting room and out of nowhere a tall, blonde figure came prancing up. He crushed her in a bear hug. She couldn't breath and Tamaki paid no mind to her struggling. Eventually she passed out from lack of oxygen and ended up in a hospital room.
End of Haruhi Theater
Haruhi shuddered. She couldn't deal with that right now. She was almost to the waiting room so she ducked down a side hallway and kept walking.
As she walked she thought back on…well everything.
The time she accidentally opened the doors to the third music room, the day that changed everything. The thing that started all of this.
How Kyouya always looked detached and on edge. Like he was hiding something.
All the times she would sneak a peek at him working on his laptop or writing in his black notebook when he wasn't looking.
The time she had called up her BFF, Alex and told her everything. And Alex had said that she was love.
When at first she didn't believe her friend, but slowly came to realize it to be the truth.
The pain in her heart when she realized he would never feel the same.
How confused she had been when he had showed up at the art show.
How equally confused she had been when Fuyumi and Tamaki showed up too.
The kiss in the garden
The kiss
The…
"Oww," she hadn't been paying attention to where she was going, she was too deep in thought.
"Haruhi," a voice said. Haruhi felt her heart skip a beat when she heard the familiar voice. The voice she fell in love with. She turned her head and realized she had made a full circle and was standing outside Kyouya room once more.
Without responding she turned around and ran from where she came.
Kyouya sat there, staring at the spot Haruhi had just occupied. He fell back on the bed and closed his eyes, lost in thought…
He thought about the first time she first opened the doors to the third music room, the thing that started all this.
How he could easily see through her façade, when no one else could.
All the times he would catch her staring at him when she thought he wasn't looking.
All the times he had to listen to Tamaki ramble on and on about how they had the perfect daughter, so painfully oblivious to his true feeling for Haruhi that all the others could so plainly see.
When during one of the calls from Tamaki he realized he loved her.
And the pain when he realized she could never feel the same way.
The anger he had aimed at Tamaki at the gallery.
The gratitude he felt to his sister when she intervened.
The kiss in the garden.
The kiss
The…
"Kyouya…"