The Love Hypothesis

by Ali Hazelwood

“You know, when I have no more friends and everyone hates me because of this fake-dating thing, I’ll be super lonely and you are going to have to hang out with me every day. I’ll annoy you all the time. Is it really worth being mean to every grad in the program?” “Absolutely.”

THERE'S SOMETHING ABOUT THIS THAT MAKES ME WANT TO SCREAM

HYPOTHESIS: If I fall in love, things will invariably end poorly.

“I wish you could see yourself the way I see you.”

“I am going to take care of this,” he told her. There was something determined, earnest in his eyes. Olive had never felt safer, or more loved. “And then I’ll come find you, and I’ll take care of you.”