"Tom it's not possible!" I yell out between sobs, tears falling down the apples of my cheeks. Tom sits down carefully on the common room sofa, his head hung gracefully towards the floor.
"I don't know how to make you believe me, i don't even know how it's possible but i do. I really do love you." He snaps his head up and and looks at me with pleading eyes, so different from his usual blank stare. His eyes showed a hundred emotions, something that I've never seen in him before.
One part of me wants to believe him, but the rational side of me knows that it's impossible, that he's just telling me what i want to hear so he can get what he wants. He was conceived under a love potion. He can't love me, he can't love anyone.
I huff in frustration and put my back against the wall, my hands reaching up to my face to hide it. I could feel my head pounding as i take in what's been said. He doesn't love me. He wouldn't love me. He can't love me.
I hear movement as Tom stood up. The floorboards creaked underneath his feet as he walked gracefully towards me. He came into my view as he took my hands and peeled them from my face. I could see the sincerity in his honey brown eyes, although he's good at shielding his emotions or faking them. I can never know when he's being honest.
Tom stood there in front of me, his handsome features switching into a soft and unreadable expression. Within moments his hand traveled up to my face, cupping my jaw with the warmth of his palm and pulling my face towards him until we were inches apart. Our breath cascaded off of each others and we got closer and closer. My tears stopped as i was paused with this anxious feeling of butterflies in my stomach.
I felt my face flush and my breaths get heavier as his lips lightly touched mine, our lips so close to embracing each other yet so far. His lips danced gently on mine, barely even touching me as he whispered almost silently,
"I don't know how you've done this to me, i don't know why you've done this to me but i do love you, and i don't know why you're so special to me, to have this control over me-to have this power over my affections, but i never want it to stop."
-a/n-
Yes i know this is bad but i tried
