Grayson shuddered a breath in the cold air of your balcony, seeing it go up in the fleeting misty cloud that dissipated into the night sky full of stars. The ones that he looked up to every night when he was swimming. They reminded him of you all too well, how brightly they shone.

His knuckle tilted up under your chin to meet his eyes, his mystic icy grey ones that demanded and got whatever they wanted, but now, looking into yours seemed more desperate for something.

"I know someday you'll be a star in someone else's eyes.. but why? Why can't it be mine?" He knew he couldn't have you, there was too much at stake with what was happening, and Jameson- he wouldn't let himself want either.