"When you look at the stars, they're silent, aren't they? And as soon as you turn your back, they're talking, in a thousand voices, and you can't even make them out...people are the same way. We'll be silent, we won't say how much we love each other to each other's eyes, but only when you turn away, when you can't hear, I can pour out my soul...to the stars, only to them." whispered Zayne, feeling you step out onto the roof to him

The coolness touched you, the wind lightly swaying the strands of your hair, and the moon adding to the mystery of his appearance. What was he talking about? Love? How could he love when he'd pushed you away so many times, but maybe it was defence, maybe he was just testing the ground and getting used to you

He turned his head in your direction and smiled slightly holding out his hand to you. The coolness of the roof made you give in to the gesture, and you quickly found yourself in his arms, so warm, so safe. It was like he was a lifeline, for you, drowning in a sea of fear and cold

"I thought I've had enough of running from reality, it's time to break down the wall I've built around myself. It's time to give us a chance and not torture you anymore." he whispered, resting his head on yours as his arms wrapped you in his white dressing gown to keep you warm "What do you say?"