Muahaha! The very charming and lovely, Elaine-Herd told me a while ago that I forgot to add something in! But do not worry, my dear friends,
I FIXED IT! HOORAH!
thought's are still going to be in bold font, unless it's in my notes
"Hey, Fujioka-san?"
"Yea?"
"D-do you...?"
"Yes?"
"Y-Y-youwannacumdinnerwithme?" He blurted out. (buahah! Didn't something VERY similar happen in the fourth HP book? :D)
"Excuse me?"
"D-Do you want to come to m-my house for d-dinner tonight?" he stuttered and blushed
"Um, sure! But i'll have to call and ask my dad first." she replied casually. "So are you thinking of joining the Host Club, or do you want to run away?"
"I'm not so sure about joining, but I do wanna stay because of someone..." he looked away
"Wow, you just got here, and you already like someone?" Haruhi laughed out and nudged him with her elbow "So who is she? Is it Yuki? Or Sakura? Or do you like the crazy types and want Renge?"
"Err… "
"Oh I get it, you think that because i'm a bit funny looking i'm gonna say that i'll keep it a secret and then i'm gonna go tell the whole school! I THOUGHT WE WERE FRIENDS! BUT APPARENTLY YOU THINK DIFFERENT!" She yelled in a teasing manner, turning the other way
"NO! I DIDN"T MEAN IT LIKE THAT!"
"I know, I was kidding." she looked a little taken back. People passing by thought that it was a lover's quarrel, not looking at Haruhi's boy uniform.
Haruhi saw a beetle in Harry's hair, and quickly brushed it away. "You know you really should comb you're hair, there was a beetle there just now."
"Did you just say beetle?" he asked, petrified. Haruhi nodded. He grabbed her hand and started running towards their apartment complex. When he was sure that the coast was clear, he let go of her hand, only to find her panting for air on the ground.
Not good, with that screwing everything up. She thought to herself. Harry thought she was choking, so he quickly took out his key and carried Haruhi into his apartment.
I think he's passed out. Harry tapped her on the cheek to try and wake her up. Her eyes opened quickly. She got up and looked around, a puzzled look an her face.
"My place." Harry said. " I carried you in here. You're really light."
"Thanks." she mumbled. She grabbed her bag and started her way out the door. "See ya." Harry waved.
Looks like we're next door neighbors. She fumbled with her key but got it in the keyhole. She quickly made her way to her room, dropped all her things on the ground, and fell onto her futon. Crap, I have to take my medicine. Dad's going to notice if there's not any less than what there was yesterday. She got up, went to the kitchen and opened the cabinet. She took out a little orange bottle, popped out a capsule, and quickly swallowed it with a cup of water. She went back to her room, finished her homework, and quickly went out side to the payphone. Slowly, she dialed her father's work number
"Cherry Fresh Bar, this is Ranka-san speaking." her dad said with a cheery voice
"Otou-san can I go over to a friends house for dinner tonight?" Haruhi asked quietly
"Of course you can! That's good because I was about to call and let you know that I have to work overnight. By the way, what number are you calling me from?"
"Payphone."
"Why? We have a phone at home!"
"I was on my way home so I thought I'd just call you here." She lied. How's she supposed to tell him she doesn't want to run up the bill?
"Okay, now just remember that just because I won't be coming home tonight, you can stay over at their house tonight ok?"
"Ja ne, Otou-san." she put the phone back and started walking toward Harry's place. She knocked three times. Harry opened the door, a bit surprised.
"Um, I haven't started dinner yet."
"My dad said I could come." she said "So what time should I be here?"
"You're already here though."
"Not technically. You invited me for dinner, and I'm just here to tell you I can come. So what time?"
"Uh, seven okay?" Haruhi nodded and turned towards her apartment. " You know your dad can come too."
"Working overnight." she mumbled.
"Oh, so I'll see at seven then?"
"Yeah."
When she got to her house, went to the bathroom, and took a nice, long shower. She changed into a pair of black skinny jeans, and a blue shirt. She sat down in the living room and stared at the TV.
~~~~~~~~Flashback~~~~~~~~~~
Haruhi, age 13
She turned towards her father, her long hair swishing. "Ne ne, Otou-san, why don't we sell the t.v.? We never even use it. We could probably make enough money to pay some of our rent." Haruhi asked her father
"A, it makes us look like we aren't that poor, and B, don't you dare start worrying about money when you're this young. You're only thirteen, you shouldn't be working weekends when you could be hanging out with your friends."
"A, we are that poor, and B, I live here too, so I should be able to help pay the rent." She replied angrily
Her father hugged her tightly. "I'm sorry. If I could find a better job, we wouldn't be living here, and we could buy you better medicine for-"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~End of flashback~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A single tear fell from her eye. She quickly rubbed it away, and looked at the clock. 6:45. It's my entire fault. If I wasn't this sickly and useless person, dad wouldn't have to waste his money on medication that doesn't even work half the time. She was actually crying now. She tried to dry her tears but they kept on coming. Oka-san, why'd you have to leave me? Ichirou too.. She finally remembered about dinner, and quickly dried her tears and washed her face. She knew Harry would know something was wrong if her eyes were puffy and red when she went there. She looked in the mirror. Thank God, my eyes don't look puffy now. She took her key, locked the door, and shuffled a total of five steps to get to Harry's home. She knocked on the door and Harry opened it. He looked like he had been crying
"What happened?" she asked
"Onions. What a waste, I didn't even get to use them." he said. "Well come on in. We're having pasta and chicken for dinner. You allergic?" he asked. Haruhi shaked her head.
Thank god. Chicken and pasta. (both dishes, if prepared correctly are very high in iron *hint hint*) She walked into the apartment. There was small table and a T.V in the living room and the kitchen was full of cooking utensils and ingredients. In the hallway there was a tiny plant to make the place look more like home.
"Are your parents not home?" she asked
"Aah, my parents..." he touched the scar on his forehead.
"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to bring it up!" she bowed to him apologetically Damn it, I brought up a touchy subject. I'm so stupid!
"No, it's Okay. There was no way you could have known." He said
She looked up at him to see him holding out his hand to help her up. She took his hand and got up. "Can we have dinner?"
I swear to god...I keep on thinking I forgot something...
please tell me what it is, then I can fix it and not worry about it everyday
