Linear Regression

Prologue

simply_dZ


When you're around me, I can't breathe.

I can't be myself, I can't think. I can't function, I hate you. I hate you for making me the way I am, for proving that, in spite of everything I've worked hard for, in spite of my confidence and charisma and level headedness, I am reduced to nothing around you.

I no longer make sense around you, I no longer hold myself up the way I've been raised. I'm no longer proud, no longer charming and no longer witty.

You reduce me to everything I'm not.

I'm a puddle of goo around you, a butterfly sensation of nerves, of false confidence. I hate you for bringing me into the realm of the foreign, in this city of everything familiar, you create in me a world of unknown sensations.

I don't know what I'm doing.

And I hate you for it.

And I love you for it.

I love you.

I'm in love with you.

Don't steal from me this feeling. Don't let me stop loving you.

Stay everything the way you are, and we'll get through this together, babe.


Disclaimer: None of the Harry Potter series belongs to me. I merely toy with the characters for my own personal pleasure.

A random plot bunny, I have a few more chapters written out.

Don't know how it'll go, just like the rest, but I'm fine with that.