Sorry for the delayed update, I've been busy with my honors' classes -_- I'M TOO LAZY FOR THIS SHIT!
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Chapter 14
After the sleepover (A/N: Because I think I dragged this on far too long)
Haruhi curled herself up into a ball on the music room couch, smiling softly at not having to sleep on a park bench again. The twins had gone up to their classes already.
She did enjoy the silence of the room a lot. It was so calm it was almost unrealistic. All the other hosts were in classes whereas she had done so much extra work that she could skip classes for a month and still be alright. She fell asleep quickly and without thought.
Three hours later the lunch bell rang, barely audible to Haruhi from inside the music room. She sat up slowly, looking around. She then remembered she was in the music room and began wiping away the sleep in her eyes. She walked over to the private bathroom, looking in the mirror and noticing her hair had fluffed up on one side. She sighed angrily, beginning to comb it down with her fingers when she heard the host club door open.
She peeked her head out of the bathroom, noticing a tall blonde figure silently sweep across the room and behind some curtains she had somehow never noticed before. They didn't seem to notice her, so she crept out of the small room and into the larger one, listening to a piano start to play.
She gasped. She hadn't heard Tamaki play piano since they met that bratty elementary school kid...she pulled back the curtains slightly, looking at his closed eyes and his fingers bouncing across the piano keys.
As if that wasn't pretty enough, he began singing a beautiful song in what Haruhi was pretty sure was French.
"J'ai attendu toute ma vie
à jouer une chanson simple, j'ai écrit
pour une fille qui ne sait pas le vrai moi
mais je ne connais pas une seule note
serait-il remuer une émotion heureuse
serait-il lui faire arracher à une telle chanson
Je ne sais pas si c'est la peine d'essayer
mais parfois j'ai besoin de grandir et d'être forte
Haruhi, je t'aime plus que une fille
plus qu'un ami et plus que vous ne saurez jamais
si tu m'aimes en arrière, s'il vous plaît dire quelque chose
parce que je ne peux pas passer ma vie entière
imaginer et rêverie"
Haruhi was mesmerized by the song so much that she was swaying gently along with the rhythm.
Tamaki stopped playing suddenly, lifting his fingers off the keys and watching the curtain sway slightly as Haruhi's body touched them. There wasn't a draft in the music room, was there? He quietly stood up from the piano bench, grabbing a nearby pencil that was resting on top of the white grand piano. He slowly and quietly made his way out of the music room, looking around cautiously.
Haruhi heard the music stop and slowly stopped swaying. She blushed when she realized she had only been listening to music, but that had never happened when she had listened to other music...
She ran and hit in the changing room just as Tamaki came out, holding a pencil as his weapon. She giggled softly as he shrugged, going back into the curtained-off area and playing that beautiful song again.
I hope you guys all enjoyed! I'm gonna be writing a somewhat goofy story that'll be updated not NEARLY as much as the other ones where I'll basically be hanging out with the host club along with my good friend who doesn't have a FanFiction account! If you guys want to check it out, it'll basically just be going through the goofiness of what happens after all the customers have left...of course, we'll be taking any questions you may have for me or my friend or any of the hosts/if you want any people to make guest appearances (such as yourself) then send me a private message about it! :P all further details will be explained when I publish the story!