A/N: So this chapter is all thanks to my friend Brandon that helped me write this! It's from Tamaki's P.O.V which is my original style of writing so it may seem a lot different to the previous written chapters for the better or worse so make sure you R&R
Disclaimer:*sigh*
Tamaki's P.O.V-
I watched Haruhi's eyes flutter open and closed for what seemed a few seconds but according to the clock on the wall I had been watching her for several hours. I couldn't be sure where the time had gone, the way she lay motionless on the crisp sheets made her look angelic and sweet. The way she would murmur various names in her sleep seemed almost comical.
I was then distracted by the doctor clearing his throat in order to grab my attention. I raised my gaze to meet his cold stare.
"Hmm?" I asked.
"Since Haruhi is asleep, I am required to ask you if you are the father."
I thought deeply about this. I was sure I wasn't the father but due to the circumstances she was found in does that require me to look after the child? After all it was me she asked for and since she is in such a fatal condition someone will need to take responsibility for the child.
"I am yes." I replied staring at the floor. Lying to someone's face was a skill I had not yet managed.
"Well then I must ask you what your decisions are with Ayame. After all if you don't mind me saying you may not be ready to care for a baby." Said the doctor a stern look on his face.
I wasn't sure what to say, I knew that Haruhi would want to keep the baby but she really wasn't ready. She can barely care for herself. I took a deep breath and stared into Haruhi's face, worry lines lined her eyes and she didn't seem well.
I told the doctor my decision and was shocked to see Haruhi arising from her sleep.
"Haruhi, there's something I need to tell you…" I said nervously fumbling with one of the buttons on my shirt.
"You can tell me anything, you know that." Smiled Haruhi as she stroked my hand.
"Well Ayame died in the night…I'm sorry you found out this way." The words felt like poison against my tongue.
"My-my baby." Screamed Haruhi attempting to leave the bed. I managed to catch her in my arms and planted a soft kiss on he forehead.
"Everything will be fine, I promise." I cooed soothing her. I carried her in my arms to the reception where I found my driver sleeping on one of the many chairs.
"We're going home." I ordered him.
Haruhi fell asleep in my arms and I couldn't help but hate myself for what I had done. But Ayame deserved a better home than what we could give her. Haruhi wasn't even out of school yet and whenever we had discussions about the future having a child never seemed to be in Haruhi's. So I should be feeling as though I had done the right thing. Why wasn't I?
So there it is. Sorry about the changes in tense not my strong point. R&R
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