He rolled onto his back and stared out into the darkening sky, feeling the cool air tug his bronze hair and running its misty fingers down his body. The sky was dotted with a thousand stars, each one telling its own story, each one part of a large constellation.

He wondered vaguely if the small apartment in which he was living in was now safe territory, for when he left there had been an ongoing row between his best friend and his girlfriend. Of course, if things were OK now, then maybe he still didn’t want to step in that territory. Who knew what was going on?

Either way, he had to make his way inside, for the sky was clouding over, taking away those little lights and keeping them somewhere far away and unreachable.

Sighing, he sat up and donned his leather jacket, the one with the small rip in the collar which was a consequence of a fight involving a sharp blade pointed at his throat. Dark territory was the one he had stepped out of, and light territory was the one he had stepped into now.

He walked slowly down the inclining slope taking him to one of the apartments where most students decided to stay instead of dorms which cost more and gave you little privacy. The small apartment which he had been assigned to had three rooms, each one with its own bathroom; a kitchen the size of an average living room; the living room maybe a little larger than the kitchen, and a garden with a path that led up a hill to Jaspers and Edwards favourite place. It was there that they both would calm down after a heated argument, or just lie there watching the stars and telling each other stories of their childhood.

Edward had always made sure that nobody knew much of his childhood, for it was unusual.

He opened the door and let himself quietly in. The argument had indeed quietened down, and as he climbed the stairs to his room, he passed Jaspers room and he heard a soft growl followed by a giggle. Edward shook his head and slammed his door shut, loud enough to indicate that he was back.

A few minutes later, after he had showered and changed, he was fast asleep, a cushion slammed over his head, his dreams filled only by those large chocolate brown eyes that had haunted him since the day they met.