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I watch the way that you laugh.

Unlike some girls, who giggle nervously and titter behind their hands, you throw back your head; you let the room echo with your happiness. When you laugh, you laugh so hard that your ribs hurt, that you have to double over gasping for air.

I love it when you laugh.

But it's never at what I do. It is the Idiot, or those mischievous twins, never me. With me you are calm and cool, serious, collected and undeniably nervous.

I want to be the one to make you laugh.

But that would be ... out of character. So no. I wait, and watch. That's the only thing I'm really good at, watching, but I do it. I watch from the shadows; and every time you laugh, I just imagine that it is me who made you do it. That one day you're going to turn around and realise that you love me just as much as I love you.

That you want me like I want you.

You can't imagine what it's like, to see the object of your affections every day, watch others touch you but never be able to touch you myself. I yearn to take you in my arms and hold you close. To hear you whisper those three words... just once. See those bright brown eyes turn towards my face and watch them light up when you see me.

But no.

Your eyes light up for someone else, it could never be me. So I do what I do best, I wait. I've tried prodding Tamaki in the right direction but I don't think he gets the hints. But even as I watch I'm begging, praying that one day you will realise that you made a mistake in falling in love with our Host Club Prince, and you'll set your sights a little higher.

That maybe you might like to try dating the Shadow King.

Your sempai, who adores you and never noted down your debt. You intrigued me at first: but then, as I got to know you, love came along as well. But I'm not really sure, I've never felt this way before, I wasn't sure what I was meant to do.

How to react.

I tried to tell you, in my own way, tried to let you see things that others would never get a glimpse of, the side of me that I never show to anyone, least of all myself. The part of me I keep hidden, because it isn't useful, it will do nothing to gain me anything, except when I'm around you. The only thing it's useful for is earning your love.

I love you Haruhi Fujioka.

And I'm hoping that one day you'll love me to.

This is a little drabble I thought up on my birthday. I just found the recording and decided to type it up. Hope you enjoyed! You don't have to review but it does make me smile. X