I had been in love before. Unlike most girls these days, my love was real. He was everything I had ever wanted from a man. He cared for me, he could make me laugh and smile, he kissed me like each one would be our last, he never hurt me. Until the day that he did. But even then, I couldn't stop loving him. I think a part of me still loves him now. When you fall so deeply in love with someone, you can't just stop. Then out of nowhere, he came back. After leaving me alone for so long he had come back. I think in some way, he's a different person. All that time he was gone, things have happened to him. People have happened to him. I can't even comprehend how he's still alive. I didn't want to let him in though. I didn't want to feel things about him anymore. The thought of him drove me to madness. Passionate, heartbreaking, beautiful, lovely madness. "There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness." (harry styles AU)