Requested by @AnnieIsAMeifwa. Thank you! This one will also be in first person.

I fall into line with my friends at Ouran. We talk and laugh without a care in the world. I glance over to see Tamaki, the one I truly love, talking with Kyoya. I feel my heart skip a beat as his violet eyes meet my dull (e/c) ones (Your eyes aren't dull, you just don't have high respect for yourself in this story. Your eyes are beautiful!)

I feel my friend tug on my sleeve. "You're staring," she whispers in my ear. I giggle.

"I know." I flash Tamaki a smile, and he smiles back. He has a gorgeous smile. Kyoya smirks and waves slightly. I enthusiastically wave back. Tamaki throws a weird glance at Kyoya, then waves at me too. I wave back.

"Quit flirting," my friend says. I laugh.

"I am just being friendly."

We sit through class, listening to our teacher drone on about history or something. I go to the bathroom. I am washing my hands when I hear the door open. I recognize one voice as my friend, but what she says kills me.

"Yeah, I am just friends with that ugly tramp (Y/n) Morinozuka to get close to her hot brother.  (You happen to be Mori's sister). She is so stupid and hung up on Tamaki it is disgusting. Get a life." The other girl laughs. I feel tears fall down my face. I wait until they leave, and then I run. I turn a corner and run straight into him. Tamaki.

"Hi (Y/n), I can't talk, got to go." He doesn't even look at me. I run out of the school, passing our limo driver, Edwardo Picano The Third (Don't judge me), and down the street, all the way home. Little did I know that my brother and cousin were after me

I throw open my bedroom door, rush into my bathroom, and lock it. I find a sharp pair of scissors and drag it across my skin in ling vertical lines on my arms. Pain engulfs me, but it is overcome by the emotional pain that is eating away my heart.

She isn't my friend. Tamaki doesn't care. I am alone again. My body slowly begins to numb, and I sit down, feeling tired. So... so... tired...

Mori's POV

I rush into my manor, Mitskuni hot on my feet. My sister's door is open, but the bathroom door isn't. I bang on it.

"(Y/n) let me in!" I yell. My foot collides with the door and it swings back, broken from the hinges. (Y/n) is on the ground, in a pool of blood. On the counter lays a pair of blood stained scissors.

"Oh, (Y/n)."

Your POV

I open my eyes to a florescent light.

"Mon amour," I turn to see Tamaki with his head on the bed. "Why didn't you tell me? I could have helped you, (Y/n)."

"I was scared."  His eyes flicker up to mine and he frowns.

"Of what?"

"Your rejection." His eyes widen and he kisses my bandaged hand.

"I will never push you away again. I promise." He leans up and kisses my forehead.

There will be a part two!!!!