People Imagines

Don't look at me like that- Vinnie Hacker

"I guess I just don't undertand!" I yelled through the house.

"Understand what, Y\N?" He asked with a calm tone, though I knew he was irritated.

"How you don't see that all of those girls are flirting with and you don't eye fuck them all night!"

"I don't eye fuck them." He chuckled angerly.

"Yes you do! You were eye fucking Hannah all fucking night! While she was flirting with you! It's like you didn't even care that I was there."

He looks at me with dark eyes making me wanna start crying right there. I didn't, I just stared at him for a little bit and teared up.

"Don't look at me like that." I say, my voice cracking and I look down so I don't see his eyes.

"Like what?" He asked, his tone now soft and he takes two steps near me.

"Like you hate me." I whispered. My hair was sticking to my face and my arms were crossed over my chest.

"Baby.." He said, his voice softer and more quiet than before. "Don't say that."

"I hate it." I cried.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I love you so much. I'm sorry." He apologized, pulling me into his chest with his arms wrapping tightly around my waist.