the thief that stole my heart (Being Re-written)

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so I updated stars mental disorders, he now has schizophrenia (if you guessed, congrats to ya)

Star looked at Nate,  his mouth trying to form the words, i love you,"here we go agian""just tell him""make a fool of your self."  He stopped, could they be right? Did Nate think he was crazy? "Star, What happened?" Nate asks,"if you wanna talk about it,  you can with me" Tears cloud stars vision, "I need to go home and get my medicine" star whispers "b-but I can't go home like this."  Nate was starting to wonder what he meant, "does the school know about your" he stops to think of the word "situation" he finally says. Star nods "yes with my dad and with this, if i ask thry should let me go home, yet Alex brings me home, but I don't wanna go to his house it's to crowded."

Nate crossed his arms "you could come to my house,I mean I live alone, I'll tend to ya arms and legs, you can take a shower and you can do whatever" He says then flattens the smaller males haor. Star ponders it,"sure" he says,

time skip to at Nate's house

It wasn't that big,  seemingly two bedroom from the out side.  the outside walls were painted black nearly grey, the pathway was dirt, did i mention it was on the woods, well yeah, it's a little under  a half mile in."it's pretty" star says quietly, Nate smiles, "thank you" they walk in and star gasps. A short  hallway, with two openings,  in the hallway, pictures  were hanging, mostly what seemed to be family ones.  In one of the openings held the living room,  a large reclining couch sat in the middle with a large flag screen T.V, a mantel and fire place, the walls painted a dark grey but not black. the room across was a kitchen.

"where is the shower?"  star asks once Nate brings him to the living room, Nate smiles slightly then grabs Star hand gently leading him to His own room. "let me get you clothes, shorts? pants? long sleeves? short sleeves?""short sleeves and shorts, your clothes seem pretty big." Nate nods slightly "maybe to you, if you don't mind,  what size are you?"  "I wear youth large, yet that's still to big so maybe a medium ? or a small?" Nate nods, that didn't help, he hands him clothes and a towel.

Nate walks to his closet, he grabs a role of bandages, A small sigh escapes his lips as he walks to his room"Often I am upset that I cannot fall in love but but I guess this avoid the stress of falling out of it~"he hears a voice sing from the shower "Are you tired of me yet? I'm a little sick right now but I swear, When I'm ready I will fly us out of here~e"Nate smiles and sinks to the floor little did he know star wasn't in the shower he was just runing the water; he was also leaning against the door.

"Cut-cut hair, leave~
Cut my hair
cut hair
Yes, but strangely he feels at home in this
Yes, but strangely he feels at home in this
Often I am upset that I cannot
  fall in love
But I guess this avoids the stress of falling out of it
Are you (you) tired of me yet?
I’m a little sick right now but I swear
When I’m ready I will fly us out of here
Cut-cut hair, leave
Cut-Cut-cut hair
Yes, but strangely he feels at home in this
Yes, but strangely he feels at home in this"

the small pastel teen sang so softly as if he was trying not to be heard. It worked, until the second part, he got louder with every passing word

A/N

so I find this funny, exactly 666 words sorry for that had too.