Book 3, Ignored love.

Haruhi kept kissing, maaaaaaaybe opening her mouth to do a bit of oral, but then pulled away. "A-urr.."

Francis fell back down onto his elbows, almost lying onto the floor.
He blinked, his nostrils flaring, his eyes widened.
Francis's face softened even more.
He gulped in the air and then used his elbows to turn onto his side, he curled up slightly, closing his eyes. He said nothing.
Though he syill breathed loudly.
He began to cough.

"Dead?" She poked him. "This time I wont leave you."

Francis shook his head.
"Shocked..."
He murmered, blowing upwards so his curly fringe moved slightly.
Francis flinched as she poked him, he didn't move and lay there, arms folded over his chest.

"Mm. Should I be shocked as well?" She sat down, staring at him.

Francis moaned, it was as if he'd been in an accident.
Francis put a hand to his chest, unfolding it.
It hurt there.
"I think I had another heart attack."
He said, moaning again, not bothering to open his eyes.

"You'd be dead by now if you did have one."
But all the same, she picked him up and carried him to the nurses office. She laid him down on the nurse bed. "What's wrong with him?" The nurse asked. "He hurts all over."

Francis shook his head slowly.
"I dunno... I get these sometimes... When I transformed the first time.."
He didn't have any strength to ttell her to let go so he just sighed. And when the nurse checked him he sighed even more and looked downwards.
"What do you think?"
He asked, looking upwards with shining eyes.

"Not bad. Just a bit of a shock. It runs in the family; fainting perhaps when shocked and hurting badly." She gave him some pills. "Take these stress pills."

Francis grabbed the pot of pills and he took five of them out.
They were all red and almost looked like blood cells. The nurse shook her head.
"No no no! One at a time. Two if you hurt badly."
Francis nodded and he took two.
"Is it really that bad."
Francis rolled his eyes and nodded, he sighed and two the two pills, gulping them down.
He shivered slightly.
"Ahh.. i feel numb and sleepy..."
He smiled in a dopey way.
"Night night."
He muttered closing his eyes and his chest rose and fell heavily.

"He's asleep. Well, I better get home." "Oh no, take him with you." The nurse finished off. "Er--Alright." She slowly picked him up, and they walked home.

When she got home, She placed Francis on a sofa. She wrapped him in her spare bedrooms duvet cover, and sat there, watching him for a while.

Francis's snuffled, he shifted slightly and his fingers gripped on the blanket like he was a baby.
He slept respectably. Not snoring, drooling or anything. Except from snuffling and sniffing or mumbling in his sleep.
At some point he began to sing.
"Superstar Tradesman.. Standing over the bar..."
The rest was a slur. He sung in his soft voice.

"Aww." She hugged him a little, then went into the kitchen to Cross stitch.

Francis slowly opened his eyes an hour later.
He sat up, rubbing at them then at each cheek, in case he had drooled.
"Eh? Where am I?"
He asked, looking around and putting a hand to his head.
"Haruhi's house?"
He asked, and sat up, unwrapping the deuvet from around himself.
Francis shook his curls like a dog coming in from the ran and shaking it's wet coat.
He sighed and lay back, still wearing his shoes. He would wait.

Haruhi carried on cross stitching. She was making three things: A cute pink and blue butterfly frame that you could hang up, A taste-of-summer rasberry and strawberry jamjar cover, and a special rainbow love-heart for Francis

While im gone Francis can love Beh.

But when I come back, Charlene trys on new looks, and Francis loves Charlene again.

'Cos i'm finding it unfair for Beh and Francis, that I'm not even ONLINE yet, and you two have no loves.

SOOOOOOOOOOOO..

When i'm back into ze game, it's Charlene + Francis k

Francis looked around, he then got up.
"Anyone home?"
He asked, in his mousy voice. There would be no way anyone could hear that.
Francis shook his head and headed for the door, the pills safely in his jean's pocket.
"Thanks for having me."
He said politely, almost yelling.
He opened the door slightly and stepped out.

"A-Ah! Sorry, I was...!" She peered out. "Oh, he left. Ah well." She continued to cross stitch.

Francis walked along the oavement, hands stuffed in his jean's pockets.
he kept his eyes lowered and his head down slightly.
Francis sighed and finally reached his house.
He felt his pockets for the apartment keys and found them.
He unlocked the door, opened it and stepped in.
"Home sweet home."
He said in an unenthusiastic voice.
Francis dropped onto the arm chair and sighed.

Haruhi kept cross stitching. She was nearly done with the butterfly.

Francis got up and walked over to the fridge. He opened it and closed it quickly again.
"There's actually mould in there! Was that bread??"
He opened the fridge again and shut the door as quick as he opened it.
"Yep.."
He coughed out, as the smell was unbearable.
Francis fell back into the arm chair, a hand used to put his fingers through his hair.
"I think I should say thanks to her."
He texted Haruhi's mobile.



[center][b]Thanks for lookin after me.. See you around, sorry about the resteraunt thing.. As I said though you probs culdnt hear me through the wailing... ill make up for it.. i swear xxxxxxxxxxFranc

Haruhi stopped and looked at her phone. "Make up for it? Hm." She kept cross stitching, and made herself lunch.

Francis felt really bad for what he did... Ignoring her because he was furious.
Francis thought, placing a finger to his chin.
Then slowly a smile spready across his face.
"I know!!!! Old fashioned way!!!"
He stood up and grabbed his trenchcoat, running out of the door to the shops.
He was getting ready for school tomorow... And buying a little two things extra.

Haruhi finished cross stitching. She wasn't gonna give her presents out tho...Yet. So she got ready for school, and sat in her kitchen, munching on biscuits and fruit.

It was the next day.
he got his two presents ready, and held them in hands.
As soon as he got out of the apartment wearing his school clothes he had already got commented.
"Ohh. Going somewhere lover boy?"
Francis rolled his eyes and wlaked off.
It was school. He saw Haruhi there.
Francis skidded on his knees in the hall in front of her.
It was silent. Francis had lost himself.
He got onto one knee as if proposing.
In one hand he offered her a bouquet of roses. In the other a heart shaped box of chocolates.
He smiled.
"I'm sorry."