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Tom and Tim were talking along with Pay for hours. Tord sat in his pastel infested room as he drew small sketches on an over-sized piece of paper. He drew stars and other shitty stuff like that.

Then there was a soft knock on his door.

"Come in," Tord sang.

Tom walked in looking at his room with awe.

"Wow," he gasped.

"It really isn't much, just some pastel faze I went through and still am going through."

The blue boy sat near Tord's pastel bed and lied back on his pink rugged floor.

"You've been really nice these past few hours, Thomas."

A soft smile danced it's way onto Tom's lips.

"I thought about what you said in the dorms yesterday, and you were right about me being an ass and I want to change that."

Liquids piled up in Tord's mouth.

'Not again.'

He put a pale hand over his mouth as the rainbow liquids slowly dripped out of his mouth. They spilled down his chin and onto his paper as he got dizzier, as the room spun, as stars sprinkled his vision.

"Sky boy?"

All at once, the liquids came gushing out of his mouth and onto his bed, hurting him. He threw up while Tom panicked and got Pat and Pau.

All three of them rushed back to the room and Pat and Pau run over to the poor boy. He kept on throwing up the rainbow liquid with small hearts and flowers mixed in with it. Peach flower shaped tears ran down his star freckled cheeks as he cried in pain. 

When there was nothing left in his small stomach, the sky boy passed out on his bed with the rainbow liquids pooling around him, flowers and hearts floating around him.

"Is he going to be all right?" Tom cried.

"Yeah, he'll be fine, just leave him alone for a bit," Pau smiled.

As Tom walked out, Pat and Pau turned to each other worried.

"He can't fall in love, it'll kill him, Pau," Pat whispered while brushing back Tord's ruffled hair.

"It seems he's in love with Tom..."

Pat continued to brush through Tord's ruffled dirty blonde hair.

"If he continues to fall in love with him though, he'll die. I don't want him to die... not like this."

Pau put a hand on Pat's shoulder.

"He knows... he'll decide whether he wants to love or not. Let him do what he wants. And if he dies, well, he'll die happy," Pau reassured.

Pat started to cry, tears falling onto the sky boy's face as the night overtook the sky outside.

"I really wish we save him from falling in love," Pat sighed.

"Me too, Pat... me too."

"Our poor sky boy..."

Tord's hair turned slightly pink and he tossed to the side. The hearts floating in the rainbow mush grew bigger and pinker as the sky boy dreamed.

"Let's clean up the mess." 

Pau walked off and came back soon after with a black towel and began to soak up the liquids and change out Tord's sheets as Pat cradled Tord on the floor. 

Pat hummed softly to his sky boy while Pau finished up cleaning up the mess.

"I think he needs a bath," Pat insisted.

"You're worrying too much, he'll be fine."

With those words, Tord woke up sloppily.

"What happened?"

Pat hugged the boy closer.

"You're falling in love, Tord."

"What? No I'm not. The only person I fell in love with was..." the sky boy trailed off.

"Then why is this happening to you?! Why are you throwing up?! You're in love!" Pat shouted.

"I'm not. I'm not. I'm not."

"You are!"

"The only person I ever loved was Sharpie!"

Silence held the room as tears ran down Pat's pale cheeks.

"Sharpie is gone and the only person that I could think of is Tom. You love him Tord."

'I don't. I DON'T.'

"Tord... you might die again."

Peach tears poured down the sky boy's cheeks facing the fact that it was true. He was going to die all because he loves an amazing person named Thomas.

"You're right, I love him. I can't hide it from you guys. I'm sorry."

This time Pau joined the hug as the three of them cried in the center of Tord's room.

"I don't want to be born like this," the sky boy mumbled.

"We know Tord, we know."

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I'll do two chapters in one day.  Why the fuck not.

I realized after writing this chapter that I'm probably on drugs.

Welp, gotta blast kiddos

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