~14 years old~
Raven black hair cascades down his head, perfection. But, he can't be attracted to him, he's not a girl. 'Im just seeing him through a girl's eye, if I were a girl I'd love him.' North liked girls, he had a crush on many, but they couldn't hold a candle to him, not even Clio from math class . He only felt this way about a boy once before, an annoying Russian who he'd probably never see again. His parents welcomed North into their home, he didn't want things to become awkward. "North? You okay?" His voice was smooth, always sounding like he has a secret to share but is waiting for only you and him to be in a room, like you're special. "Yeah." No, idiot. Say something else, keep the conversation going! "Alright... Wanna play football? (Soccer)" "You're on, Silas. Prepare to lose." "Too competitive!" The monster loomed in Norths head, yet seemed so little when Silas was around. North would never leave Silas, maybe he only liked him because he made him feel powerful....
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The Real North Taylor
FanfictionHow North's childhood shaped him, and what others did to him and how he will try to overcome and heal. Characters with the exception of Norths mom credited to CL Stone, who's books inspired this fanfiction.
