Stars POV (It'll be hers for a while)
I woke up cuddling Marco, it was still pretty dark outside. I don't know why it felt like no one Could change this. I knew it wasn't going to last. He was holding me tightly and I knew it wasn't gonna last long. I felt him wake up, I felt him breath, I felt his heartbeat.
"Hey boo, how did ya sleep?" I asked.
"I barely did." He said.
"Why?" I asked.
"I couldn't stop thinking." He said.
I knew what he meant, and no words were spoken.
We later went downstairs and out of the house. We didn't tell anyone! We had a backpack full of clothes, and we aren't coming back.
"Marco...a-are you sure y-you wanna do this?" I asked stuttering in warm morning air.
"Yeah...why?" He asked looking at me.
"I'm fine with it, but won't you miss you're parents?" I asked.
"Sorta, but I'll see them later. We're doing this for us...for you." He said.
"I want you to be happy..." I said.
"With you, I'll always be happy." He said stopping in front of the closed school.
"Stop it." I joked as he pulled me in.
"Stop what? I love you...is that so wrong?" He asked with a lustful smile.
"No, but you're being really cheese!" I said also having the that lustful smile.
He kissed me and we were off. We walked past a bunch of places, but we went out far enough so no one would find us.
"Star?" He said.
"Yeah?" I said.
"We need a house." He said.
I pulled out my wand and did a spell.
"construirme una casa de pueblo para Marco y yo!" I said. (If you can tell me what this says in what language I'll give you a shout out, and a new follower if I am not following you)
There a small, decent sized, home appeared. It was brown and made of of wood. We walked inside and it was already furnished. A flat screen TV, with about 200 earth movies on a bookcase. A big couch, a chair, and two bed rooms. The bedrooms were beautiful! Our room had a king sized mattress, night stands, and two dressers. The other one was like a storage area, nothing was in it. The kitchen was beautiful, everything was new. Our food would last us a month, but he needs to get a job. A place where his parents hate to go. Scheels. It's so expensive, his parents refuse to go to the store.
"I know I've been really impressed by this too many times to count, but this is outstanding!" He said glowing with joy.
"I know! And we don't have to pay any bills! You just need to get a job!" I said.
"Me? What about you?" He said.
"Marco, you're almost 18. I'm only 17. Scheels is hiring managers, but they have to be straight A students, drop outs, and male. They are extremely picky and they pay alot!" I said.
"Also my parents don't shop there... Good point, fine, when summer starts I'll go. It's not that far away, I all ready dropped us out. I said we are 'moving' and got mom to 'approve' it." He said.
I didn't get what he meant, but went along with it. Nothing seemed to bother me, I sat down and he popped in a movie. Death of the title said.
I'd seen this movie, Marco hasn't. We curled up together. I fell asleep and knowing I would wake up in our bed, in our house, in his arms.
When I woke up it was dark, I was in the house, I just didn't know where Marco was. Then I smelt something...steak? I went to the kitchen quietly and saw Marco cooking steak. I went up behind him and wrapped my arms around his neck.
"You making steak?" I asked.
"You have an amazing nose." He joked.
"I woke up and you weren't there." I said in a depressed voice.
"I was gonna wake you up and surprise you." He said putting the second steak on a plate. I took the smaller steak, 'cause he loves steak! We sat down and started to talk.
"How was your day?" I asked.
"Pretty exiting! I ran away from home to stay with you. And I cooked steak...overall; better than I thought. You?" He said.
"Well I made this house, we don't have to pay for anything, but ya know...food. Overall, good." I said.
"Why was your mom trying to take you away?" He asked.
