She smiled, having her feeling of safety overwhelm her, started thinking of everything. How Marco always knew what she felt, or how supportive he is, or how she always feels really safe when he's around. She had then understood why she was upset. Why she ran away from Marco. She hated it, but she had to accept it. She liked him.

"Night Star" Marco said as he went to his room.

"Marco, I think....I think.....I understand..."

Marco froze as she said this.

"Wh-What?"

She put her hand on her mouth. She didn't mean to say it. She didn't want to. She couldn't and wouldn't. Should she?

"I-I understand.. I think... I....I know why I ran off..."

He goes back, and sits on the couch, ready to support and listen. Meanwhile, Star was thinking of a way to slide what she was going to say.

"I think, I felt like... "

What would she say?!

"Like... nostalgic! Thinking about everything that's happened! And our closeness!"

Marco could tell there was more.

"And then?"

"I don't know.. I just.... "

Why?! How could she?! How could she say that she feels happy and safe with him? How could she say that she felt a burning jealousy within her as she saw Jackie?! HOW?

"When you kissed, I realized I was the only one alone."

Lies. Marco knew it..He put his hand in her shoulder, looked into her blue crystal eyes, and said,

"Star, you're never ever gonna be alone! I'm always here for you!"

and she smiled, trying to hide her pain.

"Anything else? Sure you're okay?!"

He asked.

"Nope!" She said with a fake plastered smile.

"Night Star."

"Night Marco!"

And they separated each other having questions fill their head.