From the moment Freddie laid eyes on you he knew he had to have you. But, that scared you. Behind your strong facade, you were weak and you knew he would make you crumble. So, you took the easy way out and started seeing his best friend, Cook.

The three of you went through a mess of love and heartbreak. In the end you longed for Freddie so bad that you picked him over Cook. And for a while things were good. That was until you slipped into a psychotic depression. Just like you had known from the start, Freddie was good. Too good. He weakened you, opening the flood gates. You started hearing things, seeing things, you even attempted to take your own life.

After that, you were send to a mental institution where you were assigned a counselor. Your counselor helped you forget all your bad memories and replace them with the good ones. When you started showing progress, you were let out on medication. As soon as you could, you went to see Freddie.

Your relationship picked up where it left off, better than ever. But only a week later you came to the realization that you were too scared and you dumped him.

A few days later you walk into your kitchen to see Freddie standing there. "What are you doing here?" You ask.

"I want an explanation. You're dumping me with no reason at all." He speaks helplessly as you stand in front of him.

"Tea and biscuits?" Your Mum interrupts hesitantly.

"Mum." You glare at her and she walks away quietly.

"The night before you dumped me you told me that you loved me." Freddie continues.

"I know." You look away.

"So look me in the eye and tell me you dont love me now."

You meet his stare, searching for the words but nothing comes out. At that he kisses you gently. You give in, only for a few seconds before pushing him away. "Don't do that. I went crazy when I was with you, I can't let that happen again. Loves not supposed to do that- you made me go mad."

"You're making me mad now {{user}}. And that's exactly what love's supposed to do." His hurt gaze bores into your tense one.